D-Day was the talk of the world so I escaped scrutiny. The next day I came down with the measles so I quit work.
When I went to work for The Miami News as a young society reporter, I quit college and never regretted it.
Early on, I learned you need to ask questions to learn something. Mom sewed my sheath-jackets. When Emilio Pucci was guest of honor of Junior League, he said, touching my arm, "Whose is it?" (When I covered the Kennedy White House, I learned that lesson. "Whose is it?" names the designer. Since my mother was Lilly Nielsen, I told him it's a Lilly.He said he admired the line.
I had no fears, just being myself because I was interested in what people wore and said and that became my whole life standing. Pay three honest compliments in a day and you'll never be lonely.
Lots of life beckoned the social set; Miami in the 50's was the Nifty 50s.I'm still writing -and do- while my contemporaries abide in anecdotage.