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Anne interviewed by Dr. Gloria & Dr. Heidi of CBS Radio
Open to Hope Show:
Oct.5.2009 2:00-3:00 PM

Anne releases New Song: Aug.2009

"If Not For You"

Song credits: A. Smith- Lyrics
P. Colletti - Composer
Maxim Pakhomov - Piano

MTV Music Video Appearance

A.R.E. Weapons
"Weakest Ones" single
Directed by David Foote

Anne & Friends at
Don't Tell Mama:
Once again Anne sang to a packed house performing her gorgeous originals and many familiar standards.
She is quite the entertainer and keeps the humor high with her anecdotes.
"The Handyman" song was a source of much laughter.


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Anne Smith :: Blog for July 2010


Hi, Everybody-I think this is the latest EVER I have been for a blog deadline…shame on me, I’m on vacation, for crying out loud. I’m supposed to get things done on time! Well, let’s just see where my brain and fingers take me….

You know, it isn’t easy, administering eye drops to a Pit Bull. How’s that for an opener?

There’s a certain amount of setup involved…some creative visualization…I channeled a Supreme Being and called forth her awesome powers of determination, dexterity, and common sense. This month’s blog is devoted to the worship of this Supreme Being, Nancy Smith…my mom.

So, to get back to the Pit Bull’s eyes…they had been somewhat junky and runny from a week’s stay at a canine camp in the Catskills, where he had enjoyed nonstop roughhousing with a pack of good old dogs that didn’t mind trading affectionate chomps to each other’s eyes and faces. Luke came home happy, exhausted, and, well, a bit perforated. The owner of the service, Pat McGregor, whom I respect and adore, insisted on having her vet. send me some eye drops. The tube is a teensy weensy aluminum container with a little pointy top. Its contents, labeled vetropolycin, amount to 1/8oz. I’m supposed to use it twice a day for a week. But I’m not supposed to touch the tube to the dog’s eye.

Nervously, I instructed Luke to sit, while I opened the tube, squinting at the rim of the dog’s eyes, my fingers fumbling, dropping it in front of him. Luke immediately snatched it up in his mouth, rolling it experimentally around his tongue, coating it with slimy saliva, and dropping it back on the floor. Okay, that wasn’t a good start. Deep breath…think, think. That’s when I experienced the visitation from a Supreme Being. The air in the kitchen shimmered slightly around me and in the distance I heard the drone of a transistor radio broadcasting a New York Mets game. The year was 1967, and Nancy, my mom, was standing at the stove, decorating a birthday cake. She had a look of intense concentration, the tip of her tongue stuck out over her bottom lip. Oh, and she was humming something from a Broadway show- off-key, but never missing a beat. In her hand she held a small aluminum tube with a pointy top (wait a minute…I know it didn’t contain vetropolycin…it must have been frosting). Two little brown eyed girls, twin sisters, crowded under her elbow, standing on tiptoe to watch her work. “Mom, will there be enough icing?” one of them asked. Nancy winked and confidently retorted, “Rule number one: Always proceed as if you will have enough!” Her words rang in my ears as the vision disappeared and I found myself alone in my kitchen July 26th, 2010, holding the tube of veterinary ointment. Somehow, it had been delivered to Luke’s eyes without incident. He was sitting calmly, staring up at a fixed point on the ceiling. I swear he winked. In a daze I replaced the cap and contemplated what had just happened.

Let me explain about my mom. She and my dad raised 9 (NINE) children on a shoestring budget~ yet never did I know lack. It wasn’t a topic in our home. My father’s sheer optimism and faith, combined with my mom’s confidence and determination created one powerful team. We had music lessons, summer arts programs, games to play, books to read, and enough of what it takes to grow up feeling abundant, loved and successful. I am so proud of my brothers and sisters and what they are able to give their children and the world because of what my parents gave us. Enough. I couldn’t want more of anything; unless it was more time, and we all know that there can never be enough time. But you can always “proceed as if you will have enough”, and you will be amazed at the results. Happy Birthday Mom.

Until Next Time-love, Annie