Rich Woman: A Book on Investing for Women, Take Charge Of Your Money, Take Charge Of Your Life by Kim Kiyosaki

Chapter One

Lunch with the Girls
 7 am a woman above everything else."-Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis
 I love New York City. It truly is a one-of-a-kind fabulous city - so much
 energy, so much activity, never a dull moment. I waved down a cab and the
 driver pulled over and picked me up at 51 st Street near Times Square. The
 streets were crowded as usual with businesspeople on their way to
 meetings, street vendors selling watches, purses, and roasted chestnuts,
 window shoppers eyeing the displays, and hungry men and women on their
 way to lunch. Which is where I was heading. "Where to?" the driver asked.
 "The Plaza Hotel," I replied. It was a gorgeous, crisp, cool day - lots of blue
 sky and a little wind blowing making the air feel just a bit cooler.
 The ride to the hotel was shorter than I anticipated. "That'll be $5.70," the
 driver announced as he pulled up to the main entrance. As I stepped out of
 the cab I felt a little nervous and excited at the same time. I flew all the way
 from Phoenix to New York City for one lunch. I had no idea what to expect
 and, to be honest, I wasn't even sure, just who exactly I was having lunch
 with. I determined that this lunch could be wonderful or it could be a big
 mistake. But one thing was sure, it would definitely not be boring.
 The e-mail I received two months prior read,
 Hi Girls!
 OK. We did it! We have the date, time, and place for our girls reunion
 lunch. We are all meeting on March 22 at 12 o'clock noon at The Plaza
 Hotel in New York City for lunch! From Honolulu to New York City... yes
 times have changed. Cant wait to see everyone and hear all of your stories.
 With love, Pat

Pat and I were college friends back at The University of Hawaii. We met in
 a philosophy class and shared an apartment together one year. We hadn't
 seen each other in about 20 years. Pat decided it was time to reunite our
 "Hawaii group."
 Our Hawaii group was made up of six close girlfriends. We all met during
 our memorable, to say the least, days in Honolulu. We were young, single
 and living in the Islands. We were having the times of our lives.
 We don't know how Pat did it, but she pulled it off. Pat tracked down the
 five of us (who were now living in different cities throughout the U.S.),
 organized schedules, chose a location, and set the date for a Hawaii group
 reunion. We had all pretty much lost touch with one another so this was no
 small feat. Some of us were married with new last names. All of us had left
 Honolulu. I know I had moved several times, and I'm sure others had too.
 But leave it to Pat, Miss Organized, to work her magic and make this event
 happen.
 The last time we were all together was at a lunch in Honolulu 20 years
 before. We were all starting our careers, and we all had larger-than-life
 dreams. We all did a lot of growing up together in Honolulu. I was
 fascinated to see what everyone was up to... and how their lives had
 unfolded.
 I walked up the red-carpeted steps of the hotel entrance. The doorman held
 the door open for me, and as I walked into the foyer of the hotel it felt as if
 time had stood still. I immediately recognized Pat
 rcH wiiii the Girls and Leslie standing ten feet in front of me. Pat was flawlessly put together,
 not one hair out of place even as she took off her hat. Her outfit was
 perfectly matched. Her boots looked brand new, as did her matching gloves.
 Every detail attended to. She was always like that. She reminded me of the
 meticulous Felix Unger in the TV show The Odd Couple.
 Pat always demanded that everything be just so. This is why she arrived
 almost an hour early that day. She wanted to make sure that everything was

Rich Woman: A Book on Investing for Women, Take Charge Of Your Money, Take Charge Of Your Life by Kim Kiyosaki