A Tale of Two Annas (Part 4)

A Tale of Two Annas (Part 4)

Continued from Part III What possessed me to flout my mother’s counsel? As a baby, when dandling me on her knee, she had warned ,” NEVER go into business at the same time with two Jewish-Russian ladies with the same first name, one opening a haute couture ladies’...
A Tale of Two Annas (Part 4)

A Tale of Two Annas (Part 3)

Continued from Part II I met Anna L. at the same time as I was working in partnership with Anna S. Both were Jewish Russians and both seeking financing to start their own business. Anna L. had none of the intelligence nor glamour of her counterpart. She was the...
A Tale of Two Annas (Part 4)

A Tale of Two Annas (Part 2)

Continued from Part I It was the start of my nightmare. “How do you expect me to come up with $300,000 in a month? I asked aghast. “Oh, you will,” she smiled, full of confidence. The lady wasn’t a loan shark demanding payment from a delinquent...
A Tale of Two Annas (Part 4)

A Tale of Two Annas (Part 1)

What are the chances of being swept into two separate businesses at the same time with two Jewish Russians, both named Anna? Thank goodness their surnames differed. It was an experience from hell. According to George Bernard Shaw, “ Youth is wasted on the young.” At...
Penny Lane

Penny Lane

“Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyesThere beneath the blue suburban skiesI sit and meanwhile back….. (trumpet fanfare)”The Beatles, 1967. On the 28th of April 1980, I emigrated to Calgary, Canada from England. It took six months to build a credit rating good...