Poignant and True

 Unknown 12.36.47 PM.jpeg While the late Anthony Bourdain was still the Executive Chef at Brasserie Les Halles, in midtown Manhattan, he’d see an older woman peer in the window most afternoons, but never come in.

One day he went out to ask why, and she said, it was because she couldn’t afford to eat there.

He then invited her in, and cooked for her.  images 12.36.20 PM.jpeg

In 1946, when the famed American journalist and short-story writer, Damon Runyon,   died of cancer at the age of 66, his son, Damon Jr., by plane, scattered his father’s ashes over Broadway, the place he loved most.   images.jpeg

Clark Gable, dying at 59 of a heart attack in 1960, some say brought on by stress working with Marilyn Monroe on his final film, The Misfits, asked to be buried at Forest Lawn next to his third wife, the actress, Carole Lombard, who died at 33 in a plane crash in 1942, while selling war bonds. His last wife, Kay, honored the request. images.jpeg

Unknown.jpeg Lucy Mercer, Franklin Roosevelt’s longtime love, didn’t attend his funeral in Hyde Park on April 15th, 1945, but afterwards, wanted to pay her respects. Eleanor Roosevelt, who had the last say, made sure she was allowed to, treated with the utmost regard, despite the circumstances.  Unknown 12.41.23 PM.jpeg

When the Marquis de Lafayette, came to America in 1824 on what he called his Farewell Tour, after he proudly laid the cornerstone at Bunker Hill, we presented him with a trowel filled with earth, as a memento to take home.

After he died in 1834 at 76 of pneumonia, and was  about to be buried alongside his beloved wife, Adrienne, in Paris’s Picpus Cemetery, their son, George Washington de Lafayette, threw it on top of the coffin as they lowered it into the ground, saying…

“My Father always said, he had two countries.”


images-2.jpeg In 1990, when the esteemed composer, Leonard Bernstein, passed away of pneumonia at 72, as his funeral cortege made its way across the Brooklyn Bridge en route to Greenwood Cemetery for burial, men doing work on the bridge, took off their hardhats and in reverent unison, screamed…


His son, Alexander, said, “My father would have so loved that.”      images.jpeg


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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45 Responses to Poignant and True

  1. I didn’t know death could be so interesting and amusing.

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  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    I read most of these to Pookie. We love your snippets of little known info. Keep them coming, Susannah.
    I’m doing Census work for a couple of months; three days a week, eight hours a day. They wanted me to do managerial work like I did for the 2010 decennial. I had to decline. I worked 45-65 hours a week, often seven days a week, and had up to 300 people directly under me.. At 70, I don’t have the gumption anymore. I drive between 120 -200 miles each day and get paid time and mileage. Not bad.

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  3. A nice article, thank you. The recurring theme to my mind is respect for people. This is a trait sadly missing amongst much of upper echelons of the ruling classes throughout the world currently. Sadly this lack of respect is filtering down to us, the masses.

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    • Respect is at a low, I agree with you. All this political bashing. I’ve never been so ashamed of my president and who’s sitting in Congress who I cannot believe went home without helping those in need. Do you think Henry Clay, Daniel Webster and John Quincy Adams would have gone home? Of course, because it involves the election, all they care about…themselves…there’s an emergency session concerning the postal service. Respect did you say? Can we get it on Amazon maybe, in a nice container? I’ll order the largest size. How bout you??? Sigh

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  4. A very enjoyable look at the end game, Susannah. My favorite was “Goodbye Lennie.”

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  5. Dale says:

    Oooh… For once I knew about a few of these stories! I love these mish-mashes you do. You bring these people to life.

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  6. Eilene Lyon says:

    Lots of different ways to be sent off. These are interesting.

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    • I hadn’t meant for them all to be about send offs, when I started. I had remembered the Anthony Bourdain story and always loved it, how he treated her and how thrilled she must have been. I’m still a big fan of his, even more so in his sad absence. But as you know, writing goes where it wants to go especially in an essay so…thanks as always.

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