It was 1976. From the Intersection on Union Street (Powell-Mason) on a shirtsleeve-warm San Franciscan Friday night that I tagged along with a few other stand-up comedians over to 'catch some improv' at the Old Spaghetti Factory on Green Street in North Beach... I found two loves of a lifetime that night.
She was on stage with 'Spaghetti Jam' when I first saw her. Her stage presence was solid; her movements, fluid. When she spoke, it was Lauren Bacall meets Eve Arden.
Her voice deep, sexy and bitingly witty; I was immediately enamored, practically enameled....
