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  • Bob Puglisi


Yes, it’s my birthday today, seventy-seven years old. I can’t believe I made it this far. At this age, I’m thankful for a lot of things. My health is good. Anita and I still have a great and loving relationship. I have a wonderful family and friends. I live in historic and beautiful Santa Fe, New Mexico. I can say I have done a lot of interesting things—travel, writing, skiing, and hope to have many more exciting adventures. Who knows…? I might even make it to one hundred.

The new book, Our Hollywood Tales, that Anita and I have been working on is close to publication. I just ordered a proof copy yesterday. We’re hoping to make it available this month. It has pictures from our Hollywood years, and stories about our time in Hollywood, working and having fun. Here’s a description of the book:

Bob and Anita Puglisi’s Our Hollywood Tales is a different type of Hollywood story—it’s Hollywood in the trenches. It tells how two young, ambitious ex-New Yorkers turn their lives around to make careers in the entertainment industry. You’ll read about their successes and failures, their artistic collaborations, friends and mentors, and their favorite things about Hollywood. The setting is the later part of the 20th century when they could still rub elbows with some of Hollywood’s most legendary icons.

I will let you know when the book is available for purchase.

This past Saturday, we attended the memorial service for our friend and yoga instructor, Donna Grosvenor. Donna was an extraordinary person. Since her death, I found out so much more about her that I didn’t know. I wrote a blog when Donna passed away last year as a result of cancer. If you haven’t read it, please check it out on my website at, and the blog is LOVE & PEACE-NAMASTE!-JULY 2021, or just scroll through my blogs until you find it.

Donna’s memorial service was held at the Randall Davey Audubon Center high up in the mountains above Santa Fe. It’s a lovely place with hiking trails leading out from the center into the Santa Fe Mountains. There were maybe fifty people in attendance. Chris White, Donna’s partner, for over forty years, spoke about his loss and about Donna. Her family and friends spoke. I read a pared-down version of my blog which I just mentioned. Donna was fortunate to have very talented teenage grandchildren. Her grandson played a couple of classical pieces on the piano. Her granddaughter played two lovely violin pieces, one of them she had played for her grandmother the night before she passed away. And her other granddaughter an accomplished artist painted a picture of a hummingbird that adorned the front of the lectern at the event.

It was an emotional and moving day. The consensus among the attendees was that everyone loved and missed Donna. As Donna would say at the end of her classes: Love and Peace! Namaste!

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