Then she directed that same high-wattage friendliness my way, instantly perking me up.
(Thankfully, she's not directing that; Mark Brokaw is).
Or the "mission statement" in which she directed that billions go to the dogs.
Further, she directed that, when Trouble died, the dog was to be "buried next to my remains in the Helmsley Mausoleum," at Sleepy Hollow Cemetery, in Westchester County.
In her will she directed that her foundation's assets be disbursed by 2018, and she appointed Mr. Miller, her friend of about 20 years, to use the money to rescue other talents of her generation from obscurity.
When her dog was inadvertently shot, an avalanche of contributions poured in to replace it; unprompted, she directed that the money be set aside for the care of an impoverished deaf-blind boy at Perkins.
During Judge Anderson's 2008 race for Surrogate's Court, which handles wills, estates and adoption matters, Mr. Rubenstein twice gave money to her — $100,000 on one occasion and $150,000 on another — and she directed that money to her campaign war chest.
In an Oct. 24, 2013, memo, she directed that any reclassification to a lower grade "should continue to be held in abeyance" until the order is rescinded.
She directed that her holdings of unusual silk and cotton goods and exceptional silver and porcelain be passed on as heirlooms for future generations.
Does Yates fancy directing that?
