
Showing posts with label doorman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doorman. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Seen on the streets of Portland, No. 9
Here's another photo I took on Broadway, the afternoon of May 14. On my way to usher at the PCPA, I noticed these two-tone boots, on the lady on the left. The ladies stood beside the Heathman Hotel's doorman, resplendent in his Beefeater outfit. I wonder what they needed from him. Could you give us directions to 3 Doors Down Cafe? Did you notice my Chanel boots?

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
ABC Wednesday - D is for Doorman


I took these two photos on October 16, walking to work in the morning. Wasn't it splendid of the Heathman Hotel's doorman Jeff Lazarus to pose with the little guy for me? In the second photo, the doorman's gone back to his post at the right side of the doorway--you can see just a bit of him there.
The Heathman is on the corner of SW Broadway and Salmon. Here's some history about the building of the hotel. You can see a better version of that 1938 photo of the hotel here. In the older photo, Broadway is the longer street, running sort of up hill. There's an awning over the front door--that's the same spot where Flat Stanley and I met the doorman, almost 70 years later. Unreal.
Here's a photo that I took on Oct. 24, so that you could see the doorman at work. I'm assuming that the other guy is a valet or bellman. All I know about hotels, I learned from those wonderful old black and white movies, so I could be completely wrong about that very tall young man.

Update: Mama continues to improve; we're all so glad for that. Duncan's problems have returned. We're going back to the vet in the morning.
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