One day in Germany my father told us a story. A class from a private girl's school use to come to his Long Island deli every once in a while. One of the girls in the class took a liking to my then teen-aged uncle, who worked in the deli. They went out on several dates. She would send a limo to the deli to pick him up.
Once, on a visit to the deli just before Thanksgiving, the girls were excitedly talking about their holiday plans. All except the girl who dated my uncle. She went into the back of the deli and started crying. In all likelihood I would have been there, playing or napping amongst the stacked cases of beer and soda. Her parents, she explained, were spending the holiday in Europe, and she was spending the holiday alone. Taking pity on her my parents invited her to our house. She declined and at some point she and my uncle stopped seeing each other.
A couple of years ago my Dad realized what happened to that girl. She grew up to be Paris Hilton's mother.
That's quite a story, right? Had Paris Hilton's future mother and my uncle hit it off there would be no Paris, no Nikki, no Barron, and no Conrad Junior. No Simple Life, no grainy hotel room movies. Popular culture of the early-21st century would have been completely different.
Except for one minor detail.
I looked it up and Kathy Richards Hilton would have been five or six years old when this happened. Ah, well, it's a great story so I'll probably keep telling it.
I think Uncle Uwe was supposed to be dating Constance Francesca Hilton (born March 10, 1947 in New York, New York) and not Kathy. Those dates would work.
She is the daughter of Hilton Hotel founder Conrad Hilton and Hungarian-born actress/socialite Zsa Zsa Gabor, the only child any of the Gabor sisters despite the fact that they were married twenty times between them. Her three half-brothers are Conrad Nicholson Hilton, Jr. (1926-1969); William Barron Hilton (born 1927); and Eric Michael Hilton (born in 1932).
Posted by: judy | 23 June 2006 at 09:33 AM
That makes more sense. So, we could have been distant cousins to the Hilton sisters and the Gabors? That's hot!
Let me just say that almost distant cousins Paris and Nikki are always welcome to stop by when they are in town. I think they would really like the strawberry-vanilla ice cream I made yesterday.
Posted by: Joe | 23 June 2006 at 10:07 AM
sei stupenda ti adoro secondo me la tua vita va bene così vuoi vivere a pieno fai molti impicci ma diavolo che ci fa..quanto vorrei incontrarti solo per abbracciarti e parlare un pò con tè commentare questa foto? no sei bella che ce da dire un deficente scriverebbe quanto vorrei che fossi io quella leccalecca oppure cose ancora più personali,io dico sei stupenda ti sposerei un bacio e chi sa se leggerai mai di persona questo messaggio
Posted by: adriano | 07 February 2008 at 01:16 PM