There is nothing like NYC in this world. As crazy as the town can be, there is equal goodness..I left my wallet at a NYC coffee shop and someone actually turned it into the staff with nothing missing! I have seen many plays in NYC and marvel at the talent. The lights of.Broadway are mind blowing.
Jill your skills as a writer and dramatist are on full display in this presentation of the travails and joys of being a young creative person in the most dynamic city in America. As a longtime advertising copywriter I wince in recognition at your description of the 3 Little Pigs. My wife can certainly attest to the appalling sexist behavior a young woman experiences in the workplace, as well as the creep show encounters on the subway. Yet despite it all neither of us would ever regret moving to NYC in the early 80s to establish our careers. Thanks for reminding us how fortunate we were to endure and become hardened - and enlightened! - New Yorkers.
Moving to NYC was one of the most challenging things I did in my lifetime and I'm so glad I did. I think coming here today would be more challenging. in many ways. NY is so expensive now. Thanks for watching.
I wait all week for this dearie! 😊 And the encounter with the fellow sitting next to you on the subway: so interesting you sensed his confusion and humanised him. And, he didn't want to be "seen", just groped. You overtook him with your gift of insight. Que brava!! 👏 🕵🏼♀️
I saw the musical ANNIE with the original cast on new years day 1978. It was a matinee and one of my most magical NYC memories. After the show, it had snowed, just like in the show, and Broadway was brilliant white.
I was living in the west village from 1989 to 2003. I remember in the early 90’s, it was pretty raunchy and funky. Time Square was very VERY interesting then. Port Authority was scary at night. The subway smelled of urine and half of lights were out. The train tracks had tons of garbage. I MISSED that NY, not now. Missed the days of bars and clubs hopping and endless sexual encounters. I’m so SO grateful for that life experience and the people I met, and also the late night chats in the east village cafes.
In those days, dance classes were held in dingy, dirty, grubby studios, in which the most beautiful things took place. Now they are in sterile, clean, air-conditioned coddling studios with no art.
My aunt was a travel agent in NYC. She moved there in the mid 60's and lived in a rent-controlled apartment (I think it was like $160 a month - LOL) somewhere on West 57th street. We visited her once in the late 80's. The apartment was tiny.
Your videos are fantastic! I wish my mother were here too see especially this video! She told me many horror stories about men in the corporate world of the 1950s, 60s, and 70s. She worked for Western Union starting as a clerk in 1957 and working her way up to a supervisor. That was as far as a woman could go in the 60s. However, she trained all the men who went on to management positions. Many of these men didn't know how to even type. Where typing was the foundation of the business. She always said men were helpless, and she didn't want me to be that way, so she taught me to type, sew, and cook! I never drank coffee, so I never had to depend on a woman! I did become an actor in the 1980s & 90s. In the 2000s, I began working for an advertising agency, and I always respected the women I worked with.
Your mom taught you well. I wish she was still here too. My mom is also gone. My ex's mom worked in a bank during that time and she also trained all the men who were then hired and promoted over her.
Cool Jill. Kudos to you for living in NYC in the 70's. Brave soul. I went to a NY upstate retreat once and a woman told me her stories of living in NYC in the 70's. She said when her out-of-state mom first visited her she began to weep at the dubious conditions of the city and for the safety of her daughter.
This was a great video Jill! It would make a great sequence in a film. It's interesting, as a native New Yorker I was raised never to doubt even the tiniest "creep" alarm, ie in a situation like the one you describe, I would never tell myself "Relax, you're being paranoid". Better paranoid than something awful happening and I could not care less if I offend some strange guy by abruptly crossing the street to get away from him. But it was courageous and ingenious of you to just confront the guy directly and tell him you weren't one of the "show girls". Also I'm psyched to hear what happened with Henry! I've been waiting patiently to find out since the last video where you mentioned he was coming to New York.
I was raised by Southern parents to be polite. seen and not heart. Plus growing up on military bases was also a protective environment, so I had no understanding of "street smarts" but I figured it out pretty quickly. Can't wait for you to meet Henry.
Never been in your biz but I was a secretary or typist for many a man. (Boy-men). Sexism was rampant for decades. The married ones were the worst. You are funny and articulate.
Too fun❣️❣️❣️Jill, I am screaming😂😂I was a dancer first.The legendary Phil Black!!!! Wonderful & hilarious. That studio, his sceaming🔥the pace of his class....chaos...i adore this🥰🐷🐖🐽
Your stories make me glad I never pursued acting beyond local amateur theatre. Do u ever wonder whatever happened to the "3 little pigs?" Keep up the good work. 😮
I haven't thought of the "3 little pigs" for ages until I did this video. I'm an Army brat so I moved every couple of years. It was so painful to leave everyone, I trained myself to let go, keep moving, and don't look back.
Interesting. you should mention that. I was asked to write a book by two NY Literary agents who read one of my published pieces. I wrote the book. They passed. I may rework it but writing a book is a herculean task.
Henry’s coming 😱 The 70’s were an interesting time. Making coffee, reminds me of this moron of a boss I had in the 90’s, Fred…Fred would yell at Joanne (older woman who worked in the office) coffee pot is empty, which was the signal to make coffee. I refused to make coffee, I don’t drink it I don’t make it. 🤬he did end up getting fired, not because of coffee, but because he was an incompetent boob. PS - I do drink coffee now. 😄
I too figured out the best thing for me to say re: coffee was what you said, "I'm sorry. I don't drink coffee, so I don't know how to make it." I too didn't drink coffee then but I do now.
I was wondering the same thing. So I did a google search and found this amazing expose about her. I think you'll enjoy it. www.baramhouse.com/kitty-winn-and-the-panic-in-needle-park
Sounds exhausting, just getting through ONE day! I've had some days very much like that, albeit in a smaller city, but it's unbelievable when you look back at the end of that day and realize just how much weirdness CAN seem to all ball up and come at you in one 24 hr period. After my divorce, it seemed like I'd have a regular 'bizarro' day (or, sometimes it would stretch out to a real 'Bizarro WEEK', where every dire problem and creepy man thing would all boil up and spill over at once, and I used to say "Whups! I must've pissed off a gypsy woman again, and she's put a curse on me." Then, the crazy would subside again, and I'd marvel at how all the weird stuff KNEW to explode at exactly the same time! I wondered if God was punishing me for leaving my marriage, but I'd felt it was only fair of me to leave early enough to allow my husband to hopefully regroup and maybe meet someone else and be young enough to still start a family. We were like mismatched shoes. I sure paid for my freedom, but I've never doubted that it was the right thing to do.
It's tough to make those decisions but in the end the best way forward is taking care of yourself and you also took your husband into consideration too. That's the best we can do.
Not everyone does. Vivien Leigh, playing Blanche in Streetcar, had a nervous breakdown. Austin Butler, upon completing the shooting of Evlis, was hospitalized. He said he no longer knew who he was. It can be tricky. I was asked to write and perform a solo play about Lizzie Borden. At first, I said no because I was concerned about having her in my psyche, but I did it, and I had no issue keeping her separate from myself.
Why did it take so long for the "me too" movement to come along? And still things are not good for women especially black women. I cannot get started on Row V Wade? Advertising biz was notorious for sexual harassment back then.
I was so naive back then, I had no idea about any of that stuff until I experienced it first hand. I was able to say go away because I was willing and able to walk away from that job at any time. Many women are not so lucky. I'm grateful things are changing. I mean come on!
You’re a great storyteller!
I appreciate that. Thank you.
You are a great storyteller.
Indeed!
Thank you! 😊
What a day! I feel exhausted just hearing about it.
Haha! I know. Right. Good thing I was young and filled with passion and energy.
Love your stories! Excellent cliffhanger, because I can't wait to find out what Henry is going to say and do. 😃
I love your stories! I’m so glad I came across your channel.
Thank you. I'm glad you did too. I think the algorithm has finally decided to promote my channel.
There is nothing like NYC in this world. As crazy as the town can be, there is equal goodness..I left my wallet at a NYC coffee shop and someone actually turned it into the staff with nothing missing! I have seen many plays in NYC and marvel at the talent. The lights of.Broadway are mind blowing.
Amen to that. I too had a good samaritan return my wallet with nothing missing and I have done the same with wallets and cell phones. Gotta love NY!
Jill your skills as a writer and dramatist are on full display in this presentation of the travails and joys of being a young creative person in the most dynamic city in America.
As a longtime advertising copywriter I wince in recognition at your description of the 3 Little Pigs. My wife can certainly attest to the appalling sexist behavior a young woman experiences in the workplace, as well as the creep show encounters on the subway.
Yet despite it all neither of us would ever regret moving to NYC in the early 80s to establish our careers.
Thanks for reminding us how fortunate we were to endure and become hardened - and enlightened! - New Yorkers.
Moving to NYC was one of the most challenging things I did in my lifetime and I'm so glad I did. I think coming here today would be more challenging. in many ways. NY is so expensive now. Thanks for watching.
I wait all week for this dearie! 😊
And the encounter with the fellow sitting next to you on the subway: so interesting you sensed his confusion and humanised him. And, he didn't want to be "seen", just groped. You overtook him with your gift of insight.
Que brava!!
👏 🕵🏼♀️
I'm glad I trusted myself. So important that we trust the small still voice we all have inside.
I saw the musical ANNIE with the original cast on new years day 1978. It was a matinee and one of my most magical NYC memories. After the show, it had snowed, just like in the show, and Broadway was brilliant white.
I love those NY magical events that can only happen in NY.
Love your stories and so happy you used “debauchery”. Made my night.❤
Haha! So glad it made your night. It's a great word.
@@jilldaltonnyc7545 I, too, lived the monastic life, devoted to my art, with very little fun.
Wonderful story! I can totally see the NYC you speak of through your words.
Thank you. That makes me happy.
@@jilldaltonnyc7545 Yes, good specific imagery. Only crack vials came in the 80s, no? In the 70s, probably more to do with heroin?
You are a great storyteller. Love your channel!
Thank you so much for watching.
I was living in the west village from 1989 to 2003. I remember in the early 90’s, it was pretty raunchy and funky. Time Square was very VERY interesting then. Port Authority was scary at night. The subway smelled of urine and half of lights were out. The train tracks had tons of garbage. I MISSED that NY, not now. Missed the days of bars and clubs hopping and endless sexual encounters. I’m so SO grateful for that life experience and the people I met, and also the late night chats in the east village cafes.
In those days, dance classes were held in dingy, dirty, grubby studios, in which the most beautiful things took place. Now they are in sterile, clean, air-conditioned coddling studios with no art.
Ah, the good ole days.
Yes, NYC has changed a lot.
My aunt was a travel agent in NYC. She moved there in the mid 60's and lived in a rent-controlled apartment (I think it was like $160 a month - LOL) somewhere on West 57th street. We visited her once in the late 80's. The apartment was tiny.
$160!!! I bet it was tiny. Good location though.
Another great video -- thx!
Thank you so much.
I was 26 and living in NYC in 1978. Your video brings back memories. I worked for a large PR agency. The sexual harassment was endemic.
I know but I had no idea at the time. I'm sure. you watched Mad Men. So accurate.
I could listen to your stories all day. We need more documentarians from your generation.
Yes, people don't really know what NYC was like then, in the 1980s...
Thanks so much. I'll do my best.
I guess because I know, I figure other people know but you're right, they don't.
I love your videos! Thanks for posting
Glad you like them! Thanks for watching.
The 3 Little Pigs?!?! I couldn't stop laughing. Love these videos!
"Stop thinking about sex, I have to go to my dance class!" she remarked. "Uhhh... Dance class" the bosses murmured, drooling. 😅
Thanks, Sally. Glad you got a good laugh.
another great one jill! keep them coming.
Thank you, I will as long as people are interested.
Funny vid. I get the sexist part. I have had terrible bosses in ALL colors.
There seems to be no lack of bad bosses. LOL.
Your videos are fantastic! I wish my mother were here too see especially this video! She told me many horror stories about men in the corporate world of the 1950s, 60s, and 70s. She worked for Western Union starting as a clerk in 1957 and working her way up to a supervisor. That was as far as a woman could go in the 60s. However, she trained all the men who went on to management positions. Many of these men didn't know how to even type. Where typing was the foundation of the business. She always said men were helpless, and she didn't want me to be that way, so she taught me to type, sew, and cook! I never drank coffee, so I never had to depend on a woman! I did become an actor in the 1980s & 90s. In the 2000s, I began working for an advertising agency, and I always respected the women I worked with.
Your mom taught you well. I wish she was still here too. My mom is also gone. My ex's mom worked in a bank during that time and she also trained all the men who were then hired and promoted over her.
You packed in a lot of NY minutes in one day and expressed it all just as succinctly.
Thank you so much. I appreciate that.
Cool Jill. Kudos to you for living in NYC in the 70's. Brave soul. I went to a NY upstate retreat once and a woman told me her stories of living in NYC in the 70's. She said when her out-of-state mom first visited her she began to weep at the dubious conditions of the city and for the safety of her daughter.
I can imagine. When I came here I had no idea of the state of the city. I had this idea in my head that I had to live in NYC and that was it.
This was a great video Jill! It would make a great sequence in a film. It's interesting, as a native New Yorker I was raised never to doubt even the tiniest "creep" alarm, ie in a situation like the one you describe, I would never tell myself "Relax, you're being paranoid". Better paranoid than something awful happening and I could not care less if I offend some strange guy by abruptly crossing the street to get away from him. But it was courageous and ingenious of you to just confront the guy directly and tell him you weren't one of the "show girls". Also I'm psyched to hear what happened with Henry! I've been waiting patiently to find out since the last video where you mentioned he was coming to New York.
I was raised by Southern parents to be polite. seen and not heart. Plus growing up on military bases was also a protective environment, so I had no understanding of "street smarts" but I figured it out pretty quickly. Can't wait for you to meet Henry.
Never been in your biz but I was a secretary or typist for many a man. (Boy-men). Sexism was rampant for decades. The married ones were the worst. You are funny and articulate.
Thanks so much for watching.
Too fun❣️❣️❣️Jill, I am screaming😂😂I was a dancer first.The legendary Phil Black!!!! Wonderful & hilarious. That studio, his sceaming🔥the pace of his class....chaos...i adore this🥰🐷🐖🐽
Thanks so much for watching. Brings back memories, I'm sure.
Your stories make me glad I never pursued acting beyond local amateur theatre. Do u ever wonder whatever happened to the "3 little pigs?" Keep up the good work. 😮
I haven't thought of the "3 little pigs" for ages until I did this video. I'm an Army brat so I moved every couple of years. It was so painful to leave everyone, I trained myself to let go, keep moving, and don't look back.
The good old days!
I took one class with Phil Black and said, screw him! His claim to fame was simply toughening people up for auditions, not teaching them to dance.
Exactly.
Interesting. I ended up getting injured and had to leave. After that, I studied with Luigi for several years.
I always to look forward to your Sunday visits:)
Thank you so much. I do too.
Please write a book!!
Interesting. you should mention that. I was asked to write a book by two NY Literary agents who read one of my published pieces. I wrote the book. They passed. I may rework it but writing a book is a herculean task.
Wow what energy you have all that in 1 day. Did the 3 piggys know you were a actress?
Yes they knew but they were like big yawn.
👍
Love your videos!!!!!more!! More!!! More!!!
Thank you. More to come!
Henry’s coming 😱 The 70’s were an interesting time. Making coffee, reminds me of this moron of a boss I had in the 90’s, Fred…Fred would yell at Joanne (older woman who worked in the office) coffee pot is empty, which was the signal to make coffee. I refused to make coffee, I don’t drink it I don’t make it. 🤬he did end up getting fired, not because of coffee, but because he was an incompetent boob. PS - I do drink coffee now. 😄
I too figured out the best thing for me to say re: coffee was what you said, "I'm sorry. I don't drink coffee, so I don't know how to make it." I too didn't drink coffee then but I do now.
Love your videos. You're such a great storyteller. What happened to the actress in panic in Needle park? I thought she was good.
I was wondering the same thing. So I did a google search and found this amazing expose about her. I think you'll enjoy it. www.baramhouse.com/kitty-winn-and-the-panic-in-needle-park
Sounds exhausting, just getting through ONE day! I've had some days very much like that, albeit in a smaller city, but it's unbelievable when you look back at the end of that day and realize just how much weirdness CAN seem to all ball up and come at you in one 24 hr period. After my divorce, it seemed like I'd have a regular 'bizarro' day (or, sometimes it would stretch out to a real 'Bizarro WEEK', where every dire problem and creepy man thing would all boil up and spill over at once, and I used to say "Whups! I must've pissed off a gypsy woman again, and she's put a curse on me." Then, the crazy would subside again, and I'd marvel at how all the weird stuff KNEW to explode at exactly the same time! I wondered if God was punishing me for leaving my marriage, but I'd felt it was only fair of me to leave early enough to allow my husband to hopefully regroup and maybe meet someone else and be young enough to still start a family. We were like mismatched shoes. I sure paid for my freedom, but I've never doubted that it was the right thing to do.
It's tough to make those decisions but in the end the best way forward is taking care of yourself and you also took your husband into consideration too. That's the best we can do.
Great show!
Thank you so much.
You poor soul. You handled New York well. Congrats! You’ve survived.
Amazing how the human spirit can survive and thrive in difficult situations.
💙
Thank you.
Thank you for your wonderful videos. My question is: how do you maintain your sanity when playing disturbed characters? Thank you.
Not everyone does. Vivien Leigh, playing Blanche in Streetcar, had a nervous breakdown. Austin Butler, upon completing the shooting of Evlis, was hospitalized. He said he no longer knew who he was. It can be tricky. I was asked to write and perform a solo play about Lizzie Borden. At first, I said no because I was concerned about having her in my psyche, but I did it, and I had no issue keeping her separate from myself.
Am I ever glad to have never had to work in a group home with men like that former boss of yours living there.
I'm glad you didn't have to do that either, Frances. Thanks for watching.
Dinah Gravel?
How did you know?
She was in grad school at USC when I was an undergraduate. Rather formidable as a stage manager.
Why did it take so long for the "me too" movement to come along? And still things are not good for women especially black women. I cannot get started on Row V Wade? Advertising biz was notorious for sexual harassment back then.
I was so naive back then, I had no idea about any of that stuff until I experienced it first hand. I was able to say go away because I was willing and able to walk away from that job at any time. Many women are not so lucky. I'm grateful things are changing. I mean come on!
You could take all these stories and write them into a one-woman play.
I'm thinking about it. I'd rather have someone turn them into a Netflix series.
@@jilldaltonnyc7545 I cancelled my Netflix subscription but I’d renew it for that. 😉
@@jilldaltonnyc7545 I cancelled my Netflix subscription but I’d renew it for that.😀
I have a couple of subway stalker stories, but they're rather worse than yours.
Glad you made it out ok. I've have a few others as well.
Hope you're doing great Jill...I never Miss your videos
Thank you so much! I'm doing great and hope you are too.