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Conversation | 08/05/2008 1:15 pm

The Vancouver Conversations Part One: A Few wOw Women Remember Traumas and Dramas in High School, First Jobs, First Children

 

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Seated above from left to right are Cynthia McFadden, Mary Wells, Lesley Stahl, Joni Evans and Liz Smith.

Editor’s Note: Cynthia McFadden, Mary Wells, Lesley Stahl, Joni Evans and Liz Smith convened on Mary Wells’s yacht, Strangelove, in Vancouver for a glorious summer weekend of good friends and great conversation. Here’s what they talked about …

JONI: Hey, Liz, are you still the same person you were in high school?

LIZ: You’ve gotta be kidding. I mean that scrawny little know-nothing, aspiring, wannabe kid who would have done anything to bring attention on herself. You still think I’m that same person? I’m still the same. But in the process I became a snob, a semi-intellectual closet case, you know. All kinds of things happened to me that have been magical and wonderful. I feel much better than I felt in 1936 when I was reading Gone With the Wind.

JONI: But you are still the same person. You still have that, “I’m going to be somebody.”

LIZ: You know, I hate to be so trite, but going to the University of Texas did a lot for me. It changed me a lot. It sort of translated me from nothing into where I felt I had the equivalent of an Erasmus High School education, and so I could go on to New York and try to be somebody. I don’t think that would have happened without going to U.T.

JONI: Was that because you excelled in college?

LIZ: No, I just learned a lot and learned what I didn’t know and had wonderful experiences. I am the luckiest person in the world. I have been really lucky all my life. I showed up, like Woody Allen.

LESLEY: Women say they’re lucky and men don’t say that. Men say they made their lives.

LIZ: Well, I’ve worked hard. But I felt I … you know what? I was just translated up and up and up by working with fantastic men. I have only worked, really, in my whole life with one woman, Helen Gurley Brown. And that was late in my life, when I thought I was smarter than she was.

JONI: Were you?

LIZ: No. But, I don’t think that counted. It was men who translated me and pushed me to excel.

LESLEY: But when you came along there weren’t women you could work for. There were only men anyway.

LIZ: Yes. Well I worked for great men [Mike Wallace, Dave Garroway, Igor Cassini, Allen Funt].

CYNTHIA: You know what? I’m with Thomas Jefferson on that point. It’s amazing how the harder I work, the luckier I become. You know, it’s the truth. And of course there’s luck. It’s the person you meet that you would never have met who actually thinks maybe you have something or whatever. Of course there’s luck involved. But honestly, without the hard work and determination, the accomplishment and ability to achieve that, you know, you can’t turn the luck into anything but —

LIZ: Oh, well, let’s face it. I had a lot of charm and … and I was very cute when I was young.

MARY: When I started in work, everybody I worked for was a woman.

CYNTHIA: You had female bosses?

MARY: I went to New York to school and then everybody I worked for in New York and New Jersey, they were all women.

LESLEY: I thought you were the first woman boss in advertising.

MARY: No. No, I was the first woman that ever took an advertising agency public. I’m the first woman that ever was on the New York Stock Exchange. But there were lots of women in advertising.

LIZ: Mary, it was you who broke the glass ceiling, really, for all times.

MARY: That may be. But the women I worked for were tough babes and they were smart and they were really, really forceful. The woman running Macy’s, the woman running McCann Erickson, the woman running Doyle Dane Bernbach under Bill Bernbach. I mean, they ran the show. They were fabulous. They were great.

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elaine s

In high school, I fell in love with someone who said he loved me, but didn’t. I nailed him on that a few years ago. Emailed him out of the blue. He admitted he had been extremely immature. In high school, my best friend became suicidal. I didn’t know what to do so I talked to the high school counselor and my friend got help. She was never the same though and neither was our friendship. In high school, my best friends were the outcasts. I wast not a cheerleader or part of that circle. In high school, I learned I could write and paint. An English teach viewed a painting of mine in an exhibit and said it held all of me: anger and idealism. I was alreay on the path toward being a disillusioned romantic. I am not much different now, at 60.

By elaine s on 08/05/2008 1:12 pm
Linda Clark

Ladies of WoW, what a great conversation!

High School for me was pleasant for two reasons …. Art Class and that it was only going to last for four years!

I had friends and I had boyfriends. None of which really shared my interest in politics. During the hostage crisis, politics and the lack of humanity in government, were the last things on the minds of my classmates. It was all about the prom, what kind of car they wanted for graduation and the like for them.

I truly wish that I had followed my political aspirations …… So yes, I’m the same person know that I was in high school.

By Linda Clark on 08/05/2008 1:16 pm
DeBúrca obj

High school… all I can say is I wish I knew then what I know now.

By DeBúrca obj on 08/05/2008 2:02 pm
Diana T

High School. What a coincidence that I was making reservations for an all high school reunion taking place here in October. Yes, I will go to the Gala and the Cocktail Party, but, I can honestly say that high school was the most miserable experience I ever experienced. I never missed high school one day of my life.
Why my parents took me out of the public school and put me in a private school without asking me what I wanted, with a graduating class of 30, most of whom had been in school together since kindegarten, whilst in the 11th grade, is beyond me. So, yeah, how nice it would have been to know then what I know now…about myself.
For those of you who have fond memories of your high school days, enjoy them. For the rest of us, I guess we should refer to the therapy section today.

By Diana T on 08/05/2008 3:09 pm
DeBúrca obj

I hated my High School for probably the opposite reason that you hated yours. I graduated 8th grade at a tiny Grammar school in which my graduating class was 17! Now, don’t get that wrong, by no means was it some great elite school, we just lived at that time in a tiny area between Chicago and a large suburb with this small school picking up the slack of us.

Anyway, I was then sent to the local public High School that was so overcrowded it had to be split into morning and afternoon shifts. Of the 17 in my graduating class I think I was one of 3 who went to the public school, the rest went to the Catholic schools in the area. My High School graduation class numbered nearly 3,000… and this school was integrated, roughly… and I don’t use the word “roughly” lightly, 1/3 white, 1/3 hispanic and 1/3 black… and not in the nice, enlightened form of integration. The year before I started school the place was shut down due to race riots. Needless to say, it was quite a culture shock. I couldn’t wait to escape that place! I don’t think in the 4 years I was at the school I set foot in the ladies room because it just wasn’t safe. I learned to keep my head down and try not to be noticed, which wasn’t too hard for a quiet, shy young girl.

By DeBúrca obj on 08/05/2008 4:43 pm
Frank Peterson

All boys Jesuit High—what a shock after coed education in grade school up to 8th grade taught by nuns.When they speak of alien environments—all boys highs are a prime model. But I liked it eventually mainly because of the education I was getting—The Jezzies taught you how to think logically not that I do ever, and how to write even better than the nuns did, a great foundation in Greek, Latin and the classics and in science; when I went on to college I used my my inorganic chemistry notes from high school—never ever took a note in that class in college—didn’t need to. and there were dances an proms and I evetunally found a lovely girl friend for the last two years and we had a great time together—she went on to MIT in aeronautics—smart lady. So alien environment or no it turned out to be good even if I got booted out 3 times for having a DA—but that is a whole ‘nother story. :-)

By Frank Peterson on 08/05/2008 5:21 pm
siasp surate

Frank, I too went to a same sex high school only it was all girls. And yes at first it was a shock because I also came from a coed grade school and only have brothers. Your a teacher, right? What do you teach?

By siasp surate on 08/05/2008 5:40 pm
Frank Peterson

Taught computers to grade school kids.

By Frank Peterson on 08/05/2008 6:03 pm
DeBúrca obj

After reading this piece I’ll be honest, everyone seems extremely self absorbed and quite full of themselves. Perhaps that’s what it takes to move up in your careers the way you have. Maybe I’m jealous. I’m not sure, but the whole conversation sort of put me off.

By DeBúrca obj on 08/05/2008 2:23 pm
James Gemmell

Teenagers, almost by rule, are pretty self-absorbed, though. Rather than all the reminiscing, though, I’d prefer to hear what their views are today.

By James Gemmell on 08/05/2008 7:12 pm
C Hardy

Am I the same person I was in high school…NO. The only person I am still friends with today that I was friends with then is my Sister. I dated the same guy all thru out high school and then he went to college and we broke up, no biggie…But to say I am still the same person, there is no way. In my 20’s I dated a real “nice” guy, lets just say that is when I grew up & say the true meaning of the word “player”…but that chapter is closed & I have been blessed with a wonderful Fiance’ and beautiful 2 year old daughter and were getting married in October…I am stronger, smarter & tons more patient then I ever was in high school.

By C Hardy on 08/05/2008 2:31 pm
kim speight

wOw ladies… someone mentioned luck… I don’t believe in luck. You were in the right place at the right time because you got yourselves there. Some of you had privilages that others didn’t which is helpful (to say the least) but you all still worked hard to get where you are. Congrats all!

Am I still the same as I was in High school? I’d say yes… at my core is a person who wants to please other people, hence at this stage in my life I’m not where I want to be but where others if my life want “us” to be, sad but true.

By kim speight on 08/05/2008 3:11 pm
Pamela Munro

I disagree - there is always the fickle finger of fate in action - one could have been hit by a taxi & wasn’t - or met the right person at the right time on the other hand. Too many children of privilege really bomb out, you know!

By Pamela Munro on 08/22/2008 9:10 pm
Count Snarkula

High School was an unmitigated horror for me. I was scared back then, unsure of myself. I am not scared anymore and I know what the hell I am doing now! Teens? Never again. Twenties? meh Thirties? The start of something good. Forties: Never been happier in my life.

By Count Snarkula on 08/05/2008 3:15 pm
Diana T

If an adult person can honestly say they are the same as they were in high school, they are in a time warp and have not soared to find out what they are capable of. I dont’ believe you can go for decades and “stay the same”, and at the same time become as wildly successful as these women whose words we are reading.
Hmmm. Gotta think about this…

By Diana T on 08/05/2008 3:16 pm