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Gail Reynolds
1980
1984
Lips & Trixie
The Strand
The Parkway
Ken Cinema
email: gaileegail@aol.com
198?

waiting on a current photo


My Name Now:
Gail Martin

Location:
Lakeside, CA - our little slice of heaven

Marital Status: not lately, but I am shacked up with a most wonderful man, Dennis

Children: nope, but I got a herd of critters

Have you or would you let your kids see Rocky: why not?

What I'm doing these days: I work at a HUGE law firm, Lerach Coughlin Stoia Geller Rudman & Robbins LLC (Enron and Martha Stewart's worst nightmare) in San Diego, CA; I'm addicted to the River, love fishing, camping, shooting, rodeo's, NASCAR, watching fire, and damn near anything redneck . . . Apple said it was just a fad :o)~ (silly boy), and laughing my ass off. I also run youth livestock shows (4H, FFA, etc.).

People from Rocky I've kept in touch with: My only constant - The SuperEvilGenius - Lance Luthor (you just can't keep a good man down). I just hooked up again w/ Allyson - YEAH!!! And I've run into Bob, Marsha, Mark, Little John, Barbara, Joauna and her lady Liz, and a few others over the years and years and years....

Why I first went to Rocky: I went with a friend - history was made that weekend, and the next, and the next...

How I started performing: I showed up one night with blackface and red lipstick on. (I think I still have zits from back then, eek!).

Food I ordered after the show: HAAA Gay Denny's - usually a coke and all those crackers they'd put on the tables - then they started taking them away from us - go figure...

I last performed: Oh good lord - who can remember?

I last saw Rocky: years ago

Did I buy the Rocky DVD? nope

My favorite Rocky memories: The first time I showed up without the makeup and everyone realizing it was me ("wait, I know you, don't tell me, say something..."; Barbara - Sweet Beautiful Barbara - after the first time I performed she asked me what my name was, so I told her and she said "Hey Gail, You're Alright!"; The Purple Porpoise; Holding the mirror and flashlight for Brother Bob in the parking lot; and we mustn't forget all that milk and Kahluaaaaaaaaaaaah! (Damn glad I never showed up on the back of that milk carton!).

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