I spent my teen age years sitting in New York’s retro houses watching old classic films.  Hitch’s were among my favorites.  Whenever I saw one I imagined having tea and chatting with the Master of Suspense. 

Alfred Hitchcock died on April 29th 1980.  I was 18, standing in the juice section of my dad’s grocery store, when the announcement came over the radio.  Such a sense of loss, the possibiliy of tea with Hitch gone.