God, what a boring party at the Versace mansion; there is no need to even go into it if I'm home by midnight and sober. There are laws against that on South Beach. But, I did speak with an Italian aviation expert there who told me an interesting story. In 1942 a summit was held to discuss the situation on the Eastern Front (with Russia) between the Germans and Italians, who were bum-rushed into the battle with no weapons or experience. On the flight back from Poland, Mussolini wanted to demonstrate his prowness at having a pilot's license and demanded to fly the plane carrying Hitler, Himmler, and von Ribbentrop. No one could object, but when the request for a co-pilot was made, Hitler was given the choice between an Air Marshall of the Reich or a twenty-year-old air trainee. Hitler said, the Air Marshall sat behind a desk all day and he wanted the boy, but the boy was to NEVER take his hands off the co-pilot wheel. Unfortunatley, they made it back; but--you know what--I would have chosen the 20-year-old any day for anything, too. This is from from collection of Mussolini postcards.
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my dear!
I want u to know that I think about u evertday and that can´t wait to recover myself and visit the palace and let u introduce me to Aaron (god he´s cute!)
I love u!
ian.
Although only a lowly Countess and not The Queen, you are always welcome at The Palace. Get well soon, Ian.
Well, that wasn't put quite right! It should have been "although only a lowly Countess and not The Queen, I welcome you always to The Palace". My mother would have slapped me for phrasing things that badly.
Your Ladyship,
A quite fascinating account. The evening doesn't seem to be a total loss with such spirited and informative parlay. You may be only a Countess, but you are our Queen!! Thank you for sharing!
Cool story. Imagine the outcome had *that* plane crashed....
One can only imagine how many lives would have been saved had that plane gone down. Alas.....
Jacob, I'm still waiting.
Mrs. Astor,
I left you a message. I'll try again.
Jacob;, my cell phone is possessed by demons. Call me at The Palace. you know 1-800-NICHOLAS THE II. We await your arrival at Tsarskelo Selo; we have imaginary machine guns posted, don't you know?
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