Queen for a Day

When I was little, there was a program on TV called “Queen for a Day.”  It was a reality soap of the highest order — a competition between four women to see who could tell the biggest sob story.

The contestants and host.

The contestants and host.

The winner was seated on a “throne,” crowned, and robed in ermine.

The winner!

The winner!

She received prizes, including whatever she’d specified was her biggest need —… Continue reading