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It's so very, very sad that such a beautiful girl had to die so young. So many people in this world live long lives devoted to nothing but hurting others. I knew nothing about her, but I'm betting she was a LOT nicer than over half the people who will live to be twice her age. Some one should mourn her loss.

Posted by rickgarrett on Katie May2018-11-19 02:40

Sadly, Leslie Glass is gone. She was my pen-pal once. I'd seen her breathtaking cover photo on Penthouse and, though I didn't read it much anymore, I had to see if she was as stunning in all her photos. Not to salaciously drool over her, she was ethereal and deserved better than that. Just to know if the cover photo was an exception. It was NOT! She was a striking goddess in every photo! What's more, she'd devoted her life to rescuing sick and abandoned animals! What an EXTRAORDINARY young lady! Time passed. I heard on one of those t.v. gossip shows that she was sick. Naturally, they gave no details. With my big brother Johnny's full support (I've always been a bit of a coward) I called Penthouse Cust. Serv.The lady there was very nice and told me Leslie had liver cancer. I asked if I could write to her and the lady promised to get it to her personally. I wanted to give her some kind of gift, but could afford nothing like she deserved. So, ashamedly, I included a $25.00 K-Mart gift card. In less than two weeks, she wrote me back! She told me she loved the card and shopped at K-Mart a lot! I'll never know if she was just being kind.She also said my card had put a smile to her face. To think, even for a second, I had made her smile is a feeling I can't describe. I was preparing a much longer letter when I received a short card from her saying she'd been sick (she never mentioned her disease) and that's why she hadn't written. I hurried to rewrite my letter and, in a day or two took it to post it. On the way, I remembered that the most recent Penthouse announced that the next issue would carry a new pictorial of Leslie to let her fans know she was getting better. I raced to the news stand, but no pictorial. I pretty much knew what that meant, but I called Cust. Serv. to be sure. In tears, the fella I got said she'd moved back home and passed away. We talked for a bit about how everybody who knew her just loved her because she had such a caring heart. I toddled home. Johnny knew when I walked in what was wrong. Johnny was a powerfully built boxer and I am a little fat guy. But even in my 40s and he in his 50s, it still felt a little easier to be held by big brother while I cried. I had to do something to honor her. I just had to! Then, I remembered she'd been a ring-card girl, and Johnny had never lost a boxing match. I phoned the last club, one in Florida, she'd danced at, got a very sweet girl who missed her too, and asked if they would accept a small pair of gloves my brother had won once. She said they had a memorial to her in the office and she'd be VERY happy to make Johnny's gloves a part of it. Before she took so sick, Leslie, with the help of Penthouse, staged many charity events to raise money for one of the first cancer clinics just for dogs. It was built, but I don't know if she lived to see it. All I do know for sure is that it was an HONOR to meet her; an HONOR to know her; And an HONOR to call her my friend!

Posted by rickgarrett on Leslie Glass2018-11-18 20:08