Marlene Wagman-Geller

“As for what other people think of me, I could worry about that every day, but choose not to.” –Wendi Deng Murdoch
 

 In 1972, the group Hall and Oates released their song that carried the refrain, “You can rely on the rich man’s money.” The lyric could have applied to Wendi Deng whose “old man” was billionaire media mogul Rupert Murdoch. Their relationship could have made copy in the Austrian aristocrat’s tabloid.

Literary orphans are associated with their respective locales: Jane Eyre with England, Dorothy with Kansas, Anne of Green Gables with Prince Edward Island. The paradigm holds true for Heidi and her Swiss homeland. The Johanna Spyri Museum affords visitors a glimpse into the author’s life while its environs provide a postcard of pastoral perfection.

“But we had the money, or rather it had us. We were held fast in its clutches.”

- Evalyn Walsh McLean in her memoir, Queen of Diamonds.

The mystery behind James Cameron’s 1997 Titanic centers on why Rose tossed “The Heart of the Ocean” into the waves above the sunken ship. A theory is Cameron based his celluloid jewel on “The Hope Diamond”: both were priceless blue gems, entangled with tragedy.  Evalyn Walsh McLean would have been a forgotten footnote of a fabulous fortune had her path not crossed that of the fabled diamond.

          While viewing the Palatial Chateau Ferrilres outside Paris, Wilhelm I commented, “Kings couldn’t afford this. It could only belong to a Rothschild!” The anecdote illustrates the wealth of the family whose coffers surpass that of royalty. In a move that shocked her milieu, one of the dynasty’s daughters turned her back on her rarified life seduced by a siren song.

(Being a great photojournalist is) “a matter of getting out on a damn limb and sawing it off behind you.” –Lee Miller 

Farleys House & Gallery (opened 2006) 

East Sussex, England 

William Shakespeare in his play As You Like It wrote, “One man in his time plays many parts….” And one woman who played many parts was Lee Miller whose intrepid spirit lives on in her country retreat, a music box that recalls its chatelaine and the era of surrealism is a Sussex setting.   

Louisa May Alcott

“I would rather be a free spinster and paddle my own canoe.”—Louisa May Alcott

Some of America’s greatest authors, Hawthorne, Emerson, and Thoreau, slumber in Sleepy Hollow, a Concord cemetery. A notable grave belongs to the mother of young adult fiction, Louisa May Alcott. If, in Spoon River Anthology fashion, Louisa spoke from the afterlife, her story would involve her family, immortalized in her novel, Little Women.

Casa Guidi (opened 1995)

Florence, Italy

An immortal sonnet begins, “How do I love thee?/Let me count the ways.” Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s grande amore was her husband, Robert, and their Florence home. To tread the halls of the literary couple, take a gondola ride to Casa Guidi.

Wrong for Women

Sarah Orne Jewett

“Love isn’t blind; it’s only love that sees.”—Sarah Orne Jewett

Sarah Orne Jewett House (opened 1931)

Sarah Orne Jewett observed, “We unconsciously catch the tone of every house in which we live.” The quotation rang true for the author, whose ancestral home formed the bedrock of her soul. To catch the author’s tone, travel to the Sarah Orne Jewett House.

Lillian Nordica

“People have voices equal to mine, plenty have talents equal to mine; but I have worked.”

 —Lillian Nordica  

Opera’s heroines storm across the stage, howling anguish born from betrayal, jealousy, vengeance. In a nod to life imitating art, Lillian Nordica’s days were as tempestuous as those of the women she portrayed. To understand the saga of the Yankee diva, peek behind the curtain at the Nordica Homestead Museum.

Lee Krasner

“I don’t feel I sacrificed myself.”—Lee Krasner

The Pollock-Krasner House (opened 1988)

       A well-known trope postulates, “Behind every great man is a great woman.” History tends to forget these ladies, as great men can be reluctant to provide spousal credit. Ultimately, the artist formerly known as Mrs. Pollock became Lee Krasner. To experience Lee’s paint-bedecked studio, follow the turpentine fumes to The Pollock-Krasner House.