Of Jodi, Capote and Summer Guests
Photograph by Chi Chi Ubina
It’s June, time to wind down just a little bit. Maybe? Good luck. But in this issue we have tried to ease your burden when guests descend on you for some summer fun — be it your old college roommate, your super-fit sister-in-law and her future Olympians, your artsy little niece or your boss from Manhattan. You’ve lived here forever but don’t have a clue what to do with them. Well, we’re fixing that. In our article “20/20,” we’ve packaged up twenty entertaining places within twenty miles of Greenwich for you and your guests to visit, throwing in tips for dining and sightseeing to boot.
“The Truman I Knew” by Robert Stein fell into our laps right at the time character actor Philip Seymour Hoffman was on his way to winning an Oscar for Capote. The author, a Wilton resident and the editor of McCall’s in the sixties, wrote a piece on his experiences with Capote and sent it to us on spec. We loved it. He even takes us to the Black and White Ball (before issuing the Steins an invitation, Capote called a mutual friend and asked if Mrs. Stein was “attractive” — he only wanted beautiful people there).
As many of us know, Truman Capote went to Greenwich High School, so we asked Tim Dumas to talk to some people who knew him when and write a sidebar about his life here in town. You’ll find it a great read.
Then there’s our cover story, a piece by Steve Sawicki on Governor Jodi Rell. My husband Jack and I can well understand why she is so popular. Listen to this:
I decided to go along on the photo shoot for the article — joining our art director Holly Keeperman and photographer Bill Taufic over at NestleWaters where the governor was meeting us. Shooting digital a mile a minute, Taufic asked me to keep her talking, an easy assignment and I love talking to Jodi anyway. In the process I told her that Jack was going into Yale-New Haven the next day for bypass surgery. It turns out that her husband Lou had had the same operation a while back. The next afternoon I got home from New Haven and there on our answering machine was the governor of Connecticut with a message. She was thinking of us and advised Jack to take it easy when he got out of the hospital. Don’t overdo, said she, “and that’s an executive order!” How special is that? A handwritten note followed.
By the way, Jack apologizes for not being able to write his publisher’s page in recent issues, but he’s pleased to announce that he’s back in fighting form and you can count on seeing his column soon.
Have a happy June.