Upon hearing about Hugh Hefner’s passing, I was reminded of how his empire touched my life. In Chicago in the early 70’s, many of our lives were memorably affected by his posh existence.
I remember going to the Playboy Club on the Gold Coast and having dinner. We were actually served by a real live bunny. In those days, gifting a Playboy Club key card was quite common. It resembled a credit card but it gave access to the actual clubs.
I kept my memorabilia for years such as a heavy mug, a stirrer, a lighter and a set of earrings to name a few. All of them were emboldened with the historic emblem and they were keepsakes which brought lots of pride.
There was also a Playboy dance club on Michigan Avenue. I remember the headphones that dropped from the ceiling. The music was amplified and I became my own private dancer in my own world as I moved to the beat. What fun for a college student!
And then there were those weekend getaways for the lucky ones. Many made the trek up to the Playboy Club in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin where there was a resort. Hugh Hefner’s empire was enjoyed on an even higher level. It was a real hotspot.
Oh what glorious memories! Thank you, Mr. Hefner!!
Lynn M. September 30, 2017