15-05 2020 22:47
wrote:
Julie had an extraordinary impact on my life. I had the great privilege of working at R&C with Julie for almost a decade after moving to LA from London in the late 90s. She was my boss, a great mentor and a dear friend for many years. We built client campaigns together, went a few rounds with journalists and bookers (some of whom were also pals!) We celebrated birthdays, fed Elvis (the turtle), and together with great colleagues, we had a lot of fun. Julie was the reason I ended up staying in LA for so long because until she offered me a role, I was the slightly annoying intern / boss's son on a very short visa. Not a great candidate but Julie took me under her wing, sponsored my visa and like a big sister, she taught me the ropes. Simply put, I owe my career to her. She knew my family and I had met hers. In fact my brother Nik recently remarked that it was one night at the Bel Air while we were all having drinks, that Julie unilaterally offered him a job…and that was it. The following fall, he landed in LA to start his own journey, all due to Julie. She was one of a kind. Her big red hair, her black convertible, the giant filofax, her exquisite handwriting and our endless chats about history, Scotland, film and books. I will always remember Julie fondly and send my sincerest condolences to her family and friends.
15-05 2020 22:47
wrote:
Julie had an extraordinary impact on my life. I had the great privilege of working at R&C with Julie for almost a decade after moving to LA from London in the late 90s. She was my boss, a great mentor and a dear friend for many years. We built client campaigns together, went a few rounds with journalists and bookers (some of whom were also pals!) We celebrated birthdays, fed Elvis (the turtle), and together with great colleagues, we had a lot of fun. Julie was the reason I ended up staying in LA for so long because until she offered me a role, I was the slightly annoying intern / boss's son on a very short visa. Not a great candidate but Julie took me under her wing, sponsored my visa and like a big sister, she taught me the ropes. Simply put, I owe my career to her. She knew my family and I had met hers. In fact my brother Nik recently remarked that it was one night at the Bel Air while we were all having drinks, that Julie unilaterally offered him a job…and that was it. The following fall, he landed in LA to start his own journey, all due to Julie. She was one of a kind. Her big red hair, her black convertible, the giant filofax, her exquisite handwriting and our endless chats about history, Scotland, film and books. I will always remember Julie fondly and send my sincerest condolences to her family and friends.
