Climbed the Hill

After the end of World War Two, there was a long period of recovery from the years of struggle and sacrifice.When I arrived in Paris, the scars were deep and more prevalent than at home in California. During that period, I adjusted to a new way of life. Study was different and exciting at the famous Academies, and I worked hard to fulfill my dream of becoming a great painter. My abilities as a singer and nightclub entertainer provided me with income and fostered a love of music and an appreciation of the many expatriate entertainers that were my friends. The exposure to great talents and many exciting women honed my people skills and led to many adventures. I learned the joy of sailing and cruising and that endeavor brought me to many countries and peoples that paved the way for my philosophies and ambitions. I received recognition for my art and found successes as an art dealer. I fell in love many times and found the special woman that would be mylife's partner. The writing of the episodes of my life fulfills a special purpose. In my eighty-third year, I fear that some of the incredible experiences will fade. I know it is time to record the most memorable events.These events revolve around my passions; The Art world, the Music world, the Sailing world, and those wonderful creatures called women. There is a substantial number of photographs, paintings, drawings, and recordings to promote the recall of many events. But the written word is the only means for many of the memories that must be preserved. In these writings, I try to share the wonder and appreciation I feel.