Rosalind Russell wrote an autobiography called, “Life is a Banquet”. It used to sit on my grandmother’s bookshelf and I remember picking it up when I was around twelve and sitting down one afternoon and becoming completely engrossed. The book, like the author; is candid, genteel, and witty. Buy it,…
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Babies, that’s Pop, sometime in the late 1940s early 1950s. You know, I’ve mentioned him and my uncle a couple of times on the weblog: Once upon a time (when I was oh so much younger) I cracked wise to my pop – something about Hollywood being a cesspool, or…
Here’s the deal, I only saw Mr. Newman on film sets and in elevators. He was about the same age as my dad, quite a bit younger than my uncle – so, as a kid I just categorized him as “old.” My dad, well, I don’t suppose there was a…
Oh, my darlings — you must click on the great big letters at the bottom of this post and let Ms. Harrington regale you with the details of this diet. She is wonderfully funny! By Rebecca Harrington In the thirties, famously reclusive actress Greta Garbo met self-described “doctor of natural…
In 1954, Ball and Arnaz moved their family into the informal ranch home Williams designed for them. The house, on a lot Desi reputedly won in a poker game, was located near the 17th fairway of the Thunderbird Country Club and was the first residence completed in the club’s development.…
Readers inquired about the scaled down ceremony, I thought I’d supply the visual, and yes – these statuettes were plaster: From left to right, Van Heflin, Greer Garson, James Cagney, and Theresa Wright.