I don't usually visit the House (that's what we regulars call it) during the winter. Although if you're into cross-country skiing, ice skating and snow shoeing, it is the perfect place. I traditionally visit during the summer or fall when I can hike the trails, swim in the lake, visit the barn. You know: wakeup and smell the flowers kinda stuff.

I have been going to the House for years, pretty much every year. Always as a guest. This trip, I'm part of the entertainment: two Angel Therapists® and myself, presented an evening with the Angel Salon® - Listening to Your Angels. It was my first workshop and what a place for my premiere as guest lecturer. It was a small, but I think it is fair to say, rapt group. Couldn't have been happier.

I moved my plans up by two days when I saw the brochure for "Mohonk at the Movies" - celebrating Academy Awards and the people who make the films. The jump-off speaker was Stephen Bogart -- yes, son of Betty and Bogie - but, that's not how I know him. He and I were part of the founding team of Court TV - way back then in the 80's. In his own right, he is a wonderful writer and producer, currently working at one of the independent stations in NYC.

He was here to share his memories of his famous parents -- mostly his father.

Steve walked around the House with his entourage, okay - with his wife and friends: beautiful wife Barbara, ghoul to the stars Michael Baden and his wife, Linda Kenney, lawyer to the homicidal set.

Interesting anecdote from the Huston obit, where he compared Bogie to the pike in the fountains of Versaille - who exist to keep the carps on their toes, asitwere. Bogie was like that, Huston intoned, at those Hollywood parties. You can imagine he would stir things up just to keep people from getting complacent. Good naturedly, of course. It was apparently good for keeping away the studio big wigs.

You could tell that the evening's talk was familiar to Stephen Bogart, the reluctant son of a Bogie. You get the sense that he has reluctantly embraced the inevitable -- that people expect him to be Bogie's son -- so he plays that role. He doesn't need to - he's a regular guy, family man, television news writer, loyal friend. But, why not, right? But, you could feel the sadness of the little boy he was when his dad died (Bogie died within a week of Steve's 8th birthday). “I only had him for eight years.”

Steve said his greatest goal in life was to make sure his children, unlike him, grew up with their father. “The most important thing to me was that I would live until they were at least 18, and I accomplished that.”