“When the World Was Young and Tacky”You know Innkeeper is an occupation you seldom hear about these days. What a horrible job it would be, The Nation’s Innkeeper.
THE choice for evangelical preachers with their pants down.
Even in Amarillo you had some savoir faire!
Nothing says "glamour" like a pile of rocks in the lobby.
Christ! Three children in the back of a convertable with no seatbelts on! Call the police!
But doncha guys love the fact that, in 1961, there was still at least the aspiration to middle-brow glamour; the goony yet endearing idea that a pile of rocks "artfully" arranged in the lobby and an Orbach's Norman Norell knock-off could somehow transform a Holiday Inn into a veritable Versailles?
I do so agree with you! It is a glamorous pile of rocks, and I am sure that people would return to their humble abodes, get some rocks and arrange them in their foyer and gardens
growing up in West Texas, I think our regional Spelling Bee banquet was at that Holiday Inn....mmm, hope thar's fried catfish on the buffet!!