"Hef" is gone!

All I can say is, I hope he went painlessly. The story said he died of Natural causes.
To me that means in his sleep. I should be so lucky.
Read many of his magazines during 20 years in the Navy, and no, I didn't just read
Playboy for the stories. Any serviceman who says different is full of it.
Blackie
 
Tits are great, and he backed this in the face of amazing political and social pressures of his day to deny this very fact and pretend they didn't exist. I salute him.
 
I, like many a young man here enjoyed Playboy when Hef ran things. My Mom gave my brother a subscription while he was in Vietnam, and offered me one as well when I served. I enjoyed the pictures,,, but I also enjoyed looking for the rabbit on the cover. In fact, I made it a personal rule to not open the magazine until I found it. Sometimes, totally visible & obvious, and occasionally well hidden. And I'd read a lot of the articles. Often,,, some good stuff to be read.
Y'all do know that the "Ruger Tourer" car was in Playboy didn't ya?
But,,, as I aged, I saw the magazine drifting left,,, and publishing stuff that wasn't what I agreed with. Oh, the pics were still good,,, but the writings,, well,,, they became liberal. Then, Hef turned things over to his daughter,,,, and soon after,,, it got worse, and I stopped getting the magazine.

I've been fortunate to having met a few "Bunnies" and Playmates. I even won a radio contest once where I had a date with a Playmate. It was fun, we had a limo, a nice dinner & dancing at a club. ALL innocent. She was a lot of fun, and I told her I wanted her to have fun & relax. We did, and she even called me a few weeks later to thank me for the fun evening. It was a promo thing,,, yet, we actually had a fun time.
Another time, when we had our store, a former centerfold was doing promos for Budweiser, and she was being taken to some of the local distributor's customers,, we all got to meet her. I had a copy of her issue and she whipped it open to the centerfold, in front of several folks, and promptly signed it. A very sweet lady.
I found that the girls who were selected, for the most part, were actually very nice & personable. They stood for a company, and represented it well.

Now, the stuff I read about the parties at the Mansion, or at a few of the clubs,,, well,,, sadly,, I never attended any of those.

But, Hef built something out of a natural thing that was considered taboo. And he tried to keep it tasteful. May he RIP.
 
It's not up to me to judge what he did during his life...that's up to his Creator. His pro-abortion stand and disregard of the other of the Big 10 may pose a problem though. I do hope he made his peace with God before his passing.
 
I wish I could get even half the notches on his bed post that he earned with all the different ladies. He made it to 91 so he must have been doing something right. R.I.P Hef. There will probably be a line of his former lady friends 2 blocks long at his funeral.

When I was about 21 my mom got be a Playboy key to the club.

http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/herald/obituary.aspx?n=hugh-hefner&pid=186788697
 
End of an era for sure. Speaking of vehicles, I bought my '82 Jeep Scrambler mostly because of the ad in playboy.

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But, of course I was just reading the ads and articles. :wink:
 
I thought the magazine was fairly classy until the mid-70s, then it went downhill.
The "Playboy Philosophy" can be summed up in two word-self indulgence.
 
I remember Harry and me hiding a Playboy magazine he stole from his dad's collection back in Haig's Field (an abandoned nursery off Taylorsville Road in Louisville) inside an old plastic bread sack to look at on the sly. That was maybe 1970. We were 12 years old. Just seeing a nekkid lady was food for thought that lasted a long time. Just the word "Playboy" felt dirty and sneaky.
I know biologically my brain is wired for procreation and attraction to women, but as I aged to my mid-twenties I thought more and more about the women I was...uh...deeply admiring and couldn't shake my internal reminders that they were daughters of some man. I couldn't stop the birds from flying over my head but I didn't have to let them make a nest in my hair. I truly hoped the models were happy and fulfilled in their lives too. As a married man I never brought Playboy and such things in our home, or bought them. Just a matter of one way I exercised my own respect for my wife, and neither right nor wrong. But I believe God sure does create some beautiful creatures, and Hefner showed us many of them. Don.
 
Hi,

"The luckiest cat on the whole planet" by his own admission, Hef was quite the character. How many knew he was an Army vet and held a degree in psychology? I wonder if either of those two facts, or both, had any influence on what he decided to sell to the public?

Regardless of what folks thought about him then, or now, Hef WAS a major influence--arguably good or bad--in many of our lives as we grew up, even if we didn't realize it. RIP...

Rick C
 
I once read a critique of the difference between the women pictured in Playboy... as compared to Penthouse and Hustler.... Playboy's playmates were basically 'the girl next door'... penthouse's were the girls you wished lived next door but only heard about in the locker room.... Hustler's were the lady's standing on the street corner late at night.

He created himself and was a 'class' act that many of us grew up wishing we could be....
 
blume357 said:
I once read a critique of the difference between the women pictured in Playboy... as compared to Penthouse and Hustler.... Playboy's playmates were basically 'the girl next door'... penthouse's were the girls you wished lived next door but only heard about in the locker room.... Hustler's were the lady's standing on the street corner late at night.

He created himself and was a 'class' act that many of us grew up wishing we could be....

There's no doubt Hustler drew a rougher crowd so to speak. I think the reason Playboy connected so well with the men of middle class America is it showed a dream that we probably all had. A better house, a nicer car, a nice suit, and of course the ladies but that wasn't all of it. It was the complete package or lifestyle that was nice to daydream about.

It was just a nice fantasy to have when the cold reality of perhaps a less that pleasant wife, small house, and beat up car you drove to work every day to a job you hated.
 
Years ago I flew home and my mother introduced me to a nice girl from church. She was a real christian, never had been married and prior had worked with missionary's in the Virgin Islands. We dated and she confessed to me that before becoming a christian she had been a bunny at the playboy club in Lake Geneva Wisconsin and not to tell my mother. I had flown my plane home from California and we flew all over Wisconsin for that week. Later I told her it was over as another girl friend I had in California informed me she was pregnant and I had to man up and save that situation. My marriage didn't last long and I cant help wondering what would have happened had I not been so "Cavalier". I have been out of touch many years but the last I heard she was still single. At one point when I was still on the outs with my ex to be, she called me up on my birthday and got a girlfriend of hers that also attended church with my folks on the phone and introduced us. Less than a month later that one flew out to meet me and we didnt click. However a buddy of mine also met her and when we split I gave him her phone #, he flew back to my home area, immediately fell in love, paid off her debts and brought her to California to have her live with his folks until they married. I was still in between GF`s, and the pair came to my house and I had a different GF there.
She openly tried to "Get to me" in front of my buddy. Still she didnt appeal to me and I understand she broke up with him soon as they left my house. For a year or two he was mad at me when I seen him at work I would say, "Hey dave, ya got those credit cards paid off yet?" Screw you" he would say. I married my now wife and he and his new wife came to our wedding in Vegas.
My "Playboy days" are over but it was a lot of interesting trouble. Sooo, I guess "Heff" in a round about way affected my life too. If it wasn't for him that old GF and I probably wouldn't have met. (No playboy club to work at etc,) I have found everything we do in life affects many other people in waves, like it or not. I suspect many people also have been effected by Heff in ways that never dawned on them. My Ex ran off with another married man and put me in hell for many years both financially and mentally. Her new husbands wife that he ran off from died as a indirect result. (No medical insurance) and she died of cancer that would have been caught, except he had quit his job as my ex and him were on the run for awhile from me. Heff`s "free and open love life style" aint free.
 
Rick Courtright said:
Regardless of what folks thought about him then, or now, Hef WAS a major influence--arguably good or bad--in many of our lives

Rick C
And in America's life, too, as a whole. There was a time I thoroughly enjoyed the mag and read it nearly cover to cover, but looking back from 2017, I tend to think that "the Playboy Philosophy" overall did more harm to this country than good.

And I don't see any way we'll ever get that toothpaste back in the tube. :?

Not sure Hef can bear all the blame, though. If he hadn't done it, somebody else would have, sooner or later.
 
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