There are—or were—so many eccentrics on that island of yours, Amie! Thanks for sharing Mike with us.
It does bring back a memory. When I first met Jeff, he lived in a rented cottage in Tiburon, CA overlooking the San Francisco Bay. He used to pose a scantily clad mannequin (a womannequin!) outside. Helicopters would buzz overhead seeking a better view!
There are—or were—so many eccentrics on that island of yours, Amie! Thanks for sharing Mike with us.
It does bring back a memory. When I first met Jeff, he lived in a rented cottage in Tiburon, CA overlooking the San Francisco Bay. He used to pose a scantily clad mannequin (a womannequin!) outside. Helicopters would buzz overhead seeking a better view!
I loved seeing the return of mannequin moments!
More coming soon!
Yeah!!!
Nice memory Amie!
Interesting character! I’m sure he will be missed very much along with his mannequins.
Oh, this is sad. Wherever he is, I hope mannequins were waiting for him
I have a niece who owned a mannequin and dressed it according to the seasons.
It’s an art form!