As I've indicated elsewhere, I was on the radio show, Citizen's Voice, this past Saturday. It was fun, as always, to have another sit down with Captain B and Feral Cat/the Montana Maven. The treat was especially sweet for me because I got to spend two hours sitting next to a bona fide movie star.
I've never been much of a fanboi, and I don't tend to get all giddy in the presence of the rich and famous. I wanted to punch Dennis Quade 'cause he's an arrogant smart-ass (but you should see the size of his body-guard *yikes*). I've had a truly terrific and genial conversation with Peter Fonda about the look of the Great Yellowstone fires from 20,000 feet at night. I've met Hank Williams Jr. so snockered off his ass at 2:00 in the afternoon that the babe on his arm had to hold him upright.
Meeting Margie Kidder was a different kind of thing. Though I'm not nearly the fan that Oliver is, I still adored the Superman movies ... and yes, I had the hots for Margot Kidder. She was fresh, spunky and just delightful in those films.
She came in between the first and second hours of the radio show. I was out having a cigarette, as she pulled up, and my first impression was that she was a rather frumpy and self-assured matron, a woman on a constant mission that she finds humor in. (I can't apologize enough for saying this, Margie, should it offend) She looked old, but in that wise been-there-done-that kinda way. As I greeted her, I said (rather clumsily) "You must be Margot Kidder." Nope. She's Margie from Montana. I can accept that. We went inside and did the show.
I'm a little bemused in writing this stuff, because the supernatural had a hand in the conversation that day. Margie got ... younger ... as we talked to folks over the airwaves. It might take a certain degree of composting on the part of the male of the species, but I actually think our vision changes (improves) as we get to see the person more for what they are. And damn, guys, few things are cooler/hotter than a woman who is so greatly intelligent and well spoken to boot. Margie impressed my socks right off.
One of the things that she brought up is something that I've been temped to write about before, but failed to do so. That would be the organization, Montana Women For. You might ask "for what?" but that would be kinda silly. Montana women can be for a great deal, and Margie with her cohorts have offered Montana women the forum and venue for being 'for' whatever they feel is pressing. Margie encouraged a caller who felt abused by the political system to look up and join MWF, and I second, third and fourth the call. Very much like Forward Montana appeals to the young, Montana Women For should appeal to and foster any women who feel they have a voice and say in our country. That's a damned fine thing!
As we left the station, Margie was cracking jokes and discussing the puppy that she had to find a home for. And I'll be damned if she didn't have the same charm and eye-twinkle that made so many of us love her as Lois Lane. But I giggle at the full understanding that Margie isn't a comic book character. She's the real thing; a strong, defined and committed woman. I, for one, hope well beyond hope that Margie Kidder plays a great role in Montana, and shows many of us how to be ourselves.