Doris Day died today. She was 97 and left the world a better place.
If you remember her movies, TV show and singing career, you know. If you’re not familiar with her career, do yourself a favor and explore some of her work.
In the latter half of her life, she was active in animal rights causes. I remember her speaking about that on The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson.
I thought about that the day I met her, walking three of her dogs.
I was in high school and my family lived in Beverly Hills. It was early on a Sunday morning, quiet and foggy, and as we drove through “the flats,” there she was.
My father pulled up beside her and spoke to her. He didn’t acknowledge that he knew who she was, he talked to her about her dogs. I think the rest of us just stared.
When you live in Beverly Hills you see a lot of celebrities. Many of them do their best to ignore you. Miss Day wasn’t like that. She was about as nice as a person could be.
This morning, when I heard the news about her passing, I remembered that story. I thought about how she’d had a full life and will
It made me think about the word legacy and what mine might be. What will I leave the world? How will I be remembered?
Something we all need to think about from time to time.
