Originally Posted on June 16, 2016:
It's my sixth Father's Day without my dad. My funny, wise, handsome, curious, gregarious, multi-lingual, joke-telling dad. Stories about my dad could fill a book so I will just pick one. Dad said that celebrities meet so many people they cannot possibly remember all of them. He was handsome and distinguished looking and sure of himself. In a theatre once he spied Catherine Denueve and went up to her, kissed her twice on the cheek, and said in flawless French, "Catherine, comment allez-vous?" She smiled and answered as if she knew him. The same thing happened when Barishnikov was in the audience when we went to see a play in New York. Unfortunately I was in the rest room when my dad went up and kissed the famous dancer, saying in flawless Russian, "Misha kak djela?" Again, Baryshnikov responded as if he knew him. Those stories remind me of my dad taking my mom into Cartier when they first came to New York. They had no money but again, he looked distinguished. He asked to see a necklace worth tens of thousands of dollars and had my mom try it on. Then he said to the solicitous salesman, "I don't think so. We'll keep looking." I miss you dad!
