As I walked in the door, I saw Rosalind Russell sitting on the couch alone. It took my breath away. She was one of my heroes. She’d been one of my favorite actresses because she did everything, including Auntie Mame, which I think I’ve seen about five thousand times. Not actually, but you know what I mean. She played working women of all different walks of life: a judge, a lawyer, a newspaper woman, etc. She was a great role model and an amazing actress. At sixty-five, she was still beautiful.
