Sunday, February 3, 2013

FF XVIII. 466

Frank’s Fax Facts and Reviews

Vol. XVIII, No. 46

 Sunday, February 3, 2013      

        Yesterday was Ground Hog Day, and frankly, my dears, I don’t care if he saw his shadow or not! For me, a ground hog spells nothing but sausages: preferably Italian! As luck would have it, Turner Classic Movies had it, that was the most irritating of Bill Murray’s terrible films,  I actually watched about five minutes, and suddenly realized what a really stupid and irritating film Ground Hog Day was! But I still like Bill Murray: believe it or not!

       

CAT NAPS

“I have never taken any exercise except resting and sleeping.”         Mark Twain

Old Movie Review

The Lady Vanishes (British, 1938)

Margaret Lockwood and Michael Redgrave meet on a train in this classic film, directed by Alfred Hitchcock. There is plenty of suspense and all of the characters are beautifully cast. The film became such a huge hit in the U.S. that Hitchcock was soon making his way over here (beginning his USA career with Oscar winning Rebecca.)

Hitchcock and Redgrave did not get along at all working on this film, and, as a result, they never worked together again. Lockwood may well have been the last brunette (and a gorgeous one, at that) he used as a leading lady, preferring blonds; Grace Kelly (Dial M for Murder; Rear Window; To Catch a Thief) Priscilla Lane (Saboteur) Kim Novak (Vertigo) Eve Marie Saint (North by Northwest) and even Doris Day (The Man Who Knew Too Much) James Stewart (who was Doris Day’s husband in the above film) and Cary Grant were Hitchcock’s  two favorite male stars. Stewart was Grace Kelley’s co-star in Rear Window and Kim Novak in Virtigo. Hitchcock’s  practice of making one-minute appearances in most of his later films (as well as his deliberately slow speeches on his long-running television show) gave us an idea that he was having more fun that a barrel of monkeys! Here was a man who loved his work. And why not, when he could work with stars like Ingrid Bergman and Cary Grant; Joan Fontaine and Sir Lawrence Olivier; and Shirley McClain in What’s the Matter with Charlie?

        Tragically, another film with the same title was made in 1979, in Britain, with Elliot Gould and Cibyll Shepherd. Not even Angela Lansbury could save this “Dog”! My book: Movies on TV and videocassette writes: “Having destroyed the musical comedy with At Long Last Love, Shepherd goes after suspense films with almost equally disastrous results in this unnecessary remake of the Hitchcock classic.” Having seen this travesty at the old Dollar Theater, I totally concur.

        Also in the original version, a young and handsome Paul Lucas is superb as the physician who turns out to be the villain of the piece.

        I thoroughly enjoyed this original version when I had not seen before.

Draft Dodgers Anonymous

        We seemed to be in the middle of a time warp, after settling down (more or less) to the monotony of the depressing place known as Camp Kilmer.  You remember: he was the guy (Joyce Kilmer—and I have always hated my name!) It was almost worth getting into New York three weekends in a row to endure the useless “Details” we had to perform almost daily. We even pulled KP twice: and we felt so much above this disgusting labor. Once, we were assigned to make ready (read that as “Make sure everything was immaculately clean and totally germ free”) the Officers’ Mess Hall, it wasn’t bad.. As usual, we were able to find a positive benefit (for us, natch!) in coming upon a brand new container of Jiff Peanut Butter. There just happened to be a whole box (4 packs) of crisp and tasty Saltine crackers. We enjoyed the heck out of cramming our mouths with this delicious treat, and ate so much of it, we didn’t even have room for the exquisite- (Not!)  C Rations the higher ups would be having for their lunch.

        The first two Saturdays in New Jersey, we were issued weekend passes. Lynn and I went alone, and took an economical room within walking distance, to the theater where Leslie Caron was appearing in a dance “Bit of Culture called “Ballet de Paris”) or some such title. I believe she was married (at this time), to George Balanchine, the founder of the ballet troupe. The best part of being in uniform was that we got free tickets, just by walking into a place that gave service men several choices of Off-Broadway Musicals, concerts in Carnegie Hall, even stark dramas and other stage plays.

        We had both heard Marcus Jordan ranting and raving about Broadway Musicals ever since he returned to Ellisville and we decided to join the army that we were determined to see one of them, even though we did have to pay for these: and at $10 a pop, we considered this Highway Robbery! As it happened to be a weekend on which a national holiday fell on Monday, we had all day Sunday and Monday free!

This was our third consecutive weekend in New York, and Dale Hudson decided to go with us. It was far more fun with the three of us. We were able to get a large suite of rooms, for the two nights we spent there. When we pooled our  cash, we found we had more than enough to allow each of us to have his own bedroom

Sunday, we got free tickets to hear the New York Philharmonic, in an afternoon concert that included Scumann’s Piano Concerto (I had worked  with Dohnanyi all of the previous summer on this work, and loved it. To me, it is still one of the most beautiful works for piano and orchestra I have ever heard). The pianist was a woman I had never heard of, but she was more than up to the task and played it magnificently. I remember nothing else of the concert, because we had gone to hear the NBC Symphony Orchestra that morning, and I was so disappointed to find out that the conductor was not to be Toscanini! But, believe me, there was no reason to be disappointed! We had heard two magnificent concerts, and it had not cost us one red cent!

Monday was President’s Day, allowing us enjoy that extra day of freedom. At that time, Rodgers and Hammerstein had no less than  three musicals, all playing at the same time on Broadway! The only one I remember clearly was Me and Juliet. The other two were all sold out. We were told we could buy Standing Room Only for Five bucks, but standing was not in any of our vocabularies: so we paid over twice as much for the pleasure of seeing the least promising of the three (I’m almost sure The King and I was one of the sold out plays. And Marcus had raved about this one so long that I really did not care if I ever saw it!)

Monday’s matinee, the theater (which was spectacular, in our opinion) was pretty well full; and we had arrived really early, determined not to miss a single second of its performance. When the lights went down, I started feeling the magic automatically. The orchestra was the best one I had ever heard; and with our Community Concerts allowing me to hear twelve first-rate concerts of every kind of Serious Music (nothing as trivial as Rodgers and Hammerstein!) I considered myself an expert critic back then.

There it was! The beautiful theme song from Me and Juliet! I could not remember the name, but later, when it was sung by the leads, I remembered: it was No Other Love! There is no other way to tell it, but we were all mesmerized by the entire performance. The leads were both well-known singers who divided their time between Hollywood and Broadway; the stage machinery had all of us country boys gasping at its wondrous ability to recreate almost any effect that New Yorkers could enjoy any time they wanted to; so long as they could afford it!

        We all decided that Marcus was so right! Broadway musicals, as they were back then, were by far one of the the most wonderful things in this world!

        We grabbed a hamburger after Me and Juliet, the hurried to the Roxy Theater, where we thoroughly enjoyed New Faces of 1952. The place was packed (it was a huge cinema) and everybody there seemed to be having a great time. I had been made aware of the Broadway musical, while still at FSU. One of my teachers there was telling me and someone else about a singer named Eartha Kitt, and how great she was. She sang a really sophisticated song called “Monotonous” on the stage, and brought the house down every time, I later read! In the filmed version, she sang several songs, including “Santa Baby”, another perfect vehicle for her special kind of voice. Much later, while teaching at Grass Lake, Michigan, I drove to Detroit to see her in a comedy, whose name I have forgotten, but it was made into a movie, with Barbra Streisand and George Segal. I was a real fan of Miss Kitt.

        It is hard to believe, but when I was telling George about New Faces, he told me that it had played in Laurel for one day only, and it was so poorly attended that the theater manager called New Orleans to get another film for the next two days! The entire movie was fantastic to all three of us: there was a man who played Truman Capote (whose notoriety had begun by then); there was wonderful Alice Ghostly; Paul Lynde could make me laugh out loud without even trying; plus several others who did not quite reach the popularity of the bigger stars.

        A few years ago I read that the Roxy Theater had been demolished, and I was saddened to think this perfect Movie Theater was no more! I was so happy that I had been fortunate enough to enjoy a really special sort of film there’

        After the excitement of our longer New York adventure, we were not too upset that we had to pull KP a second time. That was on Tuesday.

        We heard rumors, almost as soon as we got back, that we would be shipped out sometime in the week! So that was the end of our wonderful introduction to that Wonderful Town!

(Next week: On the high seas)


       

Old Movie Review\

Quiz #70

1.      Which of these actresses won the most Best Actress Oscars? Olivia Dehaviland, Bette Davis, Joan Crawford. Joan Fontaine or Katherine Hepburn?

2.      In King’s Row, who was the actress who played Claude Rains’ daughter?

3.      What Singer played a Catholic priest in The Miracle of the Bells?

4.      What Metropolitan Opera Mezzo Soprano was in Going My Way, with Bing Crosby?\

5.      Who played Joan of Arc in RKO’s biographical  film?

6.      What actor portrayed Brahms in MGM’s Song of Love?

7.      Who portrayed Clara Schumann?

8.      What versatile actor played the submarine’s captain in Thirty Seconds over Tokyo?

9.      Who was the tenor whose film debut shot him to immediate fame? He was The Great Carouso, literally.

10.      Who was his Soprano co-star?

Answers to Quiz 69

1.      Another version of Some Like it Hot, was released in the 1930s. with the ever popular Bob Hope and Shirley Ross. It had nothing to do with the later version, other than the title.

2.      Boston Blackie (played by Kent Taylor) was the hero of a semi-popular series of “B films” of the 30’s and 40’s.

3.      Erle Stanley Gardener’s Della Street was played by Barbara Hale in the TV version of Perry Mason mysteries.

4.      The female sleuth played by Angela Lansbury on Sunday night TV was Jessica Fletcher in. Murder, She Wrote.

5.      Spellbound was the title of David O, Selznick’s psychological thriller with Ingrid Bergman and Gregory Peck. There was even a Spellbound piano concerto! Shades of the Warsaw Concerto!

6.      Salvadore Dali designed the sets for this film.

7.      Ingrid Bergman’s Stromboli was the film that caused her disgrace in 1950.

8.      Autumn Sonata was this beautiful star’s last film; It was also the only film she made with Ingmar Bergman’(to whom she was not related).

9.      A Matter of Time was the film that Bergman shared with Liza Minnelli. They were directed by Vincent Menelli.

10.      Cary Grant was Ingrid’s co-star in Alfred Hitchcock’s  Notorious. They set the record (at that time) for the longest kiss in the history of cinemas!








Document1FF XVIII, 44

Frank’s Fax Facts and Reviews

Vol. XVIII, No. 44

 Sunday, January 20, 2013

CAT FAX

“He seems the incarnation of everything soft and silky and velvety, without a sharp edge in his composition, a dreamer whose philosophy is sleep and let sleep.”

                                                                   Saki (H. H. Munro)

 

Old Movie Review

Suez (20th Century Fox: 1938)

          I was only nine when I saw this movie the first time: and I was bowled over! I won’t say it was not any good: Tyrone Power still looks as pretty as he did back then, and Loretta Young was at her gorgeous designer-clothes-wearing best (even though she did throw Ty over just because Louis Napoleon could turn her into the Empress of France (Big Deal!) The biggest surprise (and she had made no impression on me whatsoever back then) was Annabella! She must have impressed Power, too; because he ended up marrying her (at least for a brief interval). On hand, also, were Joseph Schildkraut, always one of the most conniving of villains; and Sidney Blackmer. The film is brilliantly photographed (in black and white) and just seeing the tornado-like dust storm, which was what thrilled me to death in ’38, is worth the price of admission (which in its original release was 11 and 22 cents in Richton).

            By yet another of my strange coincidences, (why did they always seem to happen to me?) George and I were about to live through one almost identical to it a few months afterwards! Here’s how it happened:

            It was the 4th of July. As usual, we had nothing whatsoever planned for the day. None of our family wanted to do anything like celebrating. Sammy had walked over to the Hayden’s house earlier, saying Emma (they were going steady) had invited him to celebrate with her family. Sometime that morning, Daddy saw us in the living room where George was entertaining me by playing “The Hit Parade” on the Cable-Nelson (or, Anna’s upright piano). He had to have been really bored with his upcoming task, because he walked to the door and looked in at us. “George---Francis—why don’t you take a ride with me for a few minutes? I gotta go lookin’ at some steers.”

            This was not at all ordinary. We were almost never expected to go anywhere to look at cattle. Anything seemed better, to me, than staying at home all day long- so I jumped up and began moving to the car. “Well- yeah! We’ll go along for the ride.”

            About half an hour later, the car came to a stop. “Listen,” Daddy said.
“I’m gonna have to leave you here and walk to the man’s farm. I don’t see any sign of it. Y’all just wait in the car.” And he was gone.

            Patience has never been one of my strong points, and twenty minutes later, with no return appearance by our father, I was getting pretty antsy.

            George, always extremely self-sufficient thought up a brand-new word game: just like that! I admit I do not remember what it was, but it was (as always) interesting enough to hold my undivided attention for well over an hour. Then, even he got tired of trying to think up clues (or, whatever) and began to swelter and gripe about the way we seemed to have been abandoned.

            “You don’t think he got lost?” I said, becoming quite concerned. My stomach was also telling me it was high time I fed it something.

            The sun, mercifully, had not been a factor up to this point. Now, George opened the car door and stepped out. “Francis, look at the strange color of the sky!”

            That simple comment was enough to cause me almost to have a heart attack. My history with bad weather was legend: I would always throw up everything in my stomach at the first sign of a storm.

            As if he had not done enough damage to my psyche with that first atomic bomb, he reinforced it with, “It looks just like the time we saw that tornado coming down in the Project north of Richton!”

            That did it! I threw up all over the road! I did not feel one bit better for having done so, either! Like an idiot, I began screaming at the top of my lungs, “Daddy! Daddy. Where are you? Daddy---“

            “That’s not doing a bit of good!” George said sternly.

            “Well, I wanna go home! I’m afraid!”

            “He’ll have to come back now, especially with a tornado coming right at us!”

            If he thought his saying that was going to calm me down, he was really crazy!
            “Oh, why did he have to bring us out here, just to run off and leave us?”

          And then, as if in answer to our prayers, we saw his hat appearing coming from the woods. He was not in a happy mood. “That ole devil! I been looking every place he mentioned, and there’s not a sign of him, or his house!

            “Oh, Daddy. Let’s go home!” I was sobbing now.

            “That’s what I’m gonna do!” And he slid into the car and started driving us towards town.

            “Papa. Don’t you think those clouds look like a tornado?” George asked.

            “Naw! That’s a sand-storm—that’s what that is.”

            “How can you tell?” George persisted.

            “Because I used to see ‘em all the time in Sicily!”

            Even as they talked, the winds had picked up their tempo dramatically.

          By the time we were back on the main road, the wind was becoming ever stronger, with blasts of dust that were truly frightening. Daddy was having trouble seeing where the road was and where it was not. We were meeting with lots of noise, as he hit various objects along the way.

            I breathed a sigh of relief, when we finally could see out market through the dust storm. Daddy pulled up to the curb, and got out of the car. The wind was pushing him around as if he were a rag doll! He went up to the front windows and peered inside, trying to see what sort of damage the wind had already caused. He came rapidly back to the car.

            “My God! That dirt is a foot deep all over the store!”

            I began crying. “Now, hush up, Francis,” he tried to calm me down. I was having none of that. “We gonna be home in just a minute, and then we be safe and sound!”

            I could just see our poor old house, with walls missing, no roof, and all of our possessions scattered all over the place. My crying became more non-stopped, as I wallowed in my fear and grief.

            Mercifully, we did, indeed, find very little damage to our home; and I had never clung to Mama like I did as soon as she put her miraculous arms around my neck and kissed me. Has there ever been anything to equal that moment?

            On Monday, the Times Picayune (which George delivered for years to the folks in Richton), had photographs of the damage caused by this giant dust storm all over the area. It may even have spurred John Steinbeck to write The Grapes of Wrath!

 

 

DRAFT DODGERS ANONYMOUS

          Lynwood’s ever-present dread of being sent to Korea, caused him to ask his commanding officer to send him anywhere but there! His skill as a typist made him a very valuable commodity, and the next thing I knew, he was calling me to tell me his good news. I was thrilled for him, of course, but I dreaded having to endure Fort Jackson without him. Marcus, also an expert typist, had landed a wonderful job at Ft. Rucker, in Alabama. As a matter of fact, he spent his entire post-basic training there.

            I had applied for, and gotten a spot in the band. That’s where I thought I wanted to be. But Dale Lavon Hudson and Ormon Sanderson were already in possession of the only two teaching jobs available. We were all three pianists, with Masters degrees in performance. I had never had the time or desire to learn a second instrument. Meanwhile, I had the same identification as a Chaplain’s Assistant! This was precisely how my brother, George had ended up as a Baptist Chaplain’s assistant when he was send overseas (to India and China in WW2).

            So, I walked cautiously, not really knowing what I should do nor how I was to go about it.

            Enter Charlie Duffy!

            I’ve told you about my Guardian Angel (as well as my Poltergest) and now you will see how he (the angel) saved me. I had known Charlie as a fellow music major at Southern Miss, though I barely knew him at all. He was a freshman my senior year, so our paths seldom crossed. But as so frequently happens, he knew a lot more about me than I did about him. He was the Assistant to the Post Chaplain (Father Mack) and came to me to entreat me to apply for another assistant’s job, insisting that there was plenty of need for at least two chaplain’s assistants there. I refused to let myself get too optimistic about such a think happening, but once I met this dear, sweet old priest, I loved him. I took over the hymn-playing right away (this was more than all right with Charlie) and gasped with surprise when the old priest confided to me after Mass one day, shortly after I was secure in my job, that he wished I did not play Bach while he was saying the Mass. “I find the chromaticism quite distracting!” So, much as I depend on Bach for everything, I never played another bar of it there at Post Chapel No. 1! And we got along famously/

(To be continued)

 

 

 Old Movie Trivia Quiz #69

1.     There was an earlier version of Some Like It Hot, which had nothing to do with the sensational second movie. Can you guess who its stars were (both male and female leads were very popular in 1939.

2.     Boston Blackie was the hero of a semi-popular series of “B films” of the 30’s. Who was this actor?

3.     Erle Stanley Gardener’s Della Reese was played by what actress in the TV version of Perry Mason mysteries?

4.     What female sleuth was played by Angela Lansbury on Sunday night TV?

5.     What was the title of David O, Selznik’s psychological thriller with Ingrid Bergman and Gregory Peck?

6.     What surrealist artist designed the sets for the film?

7.     Which Ingrid Bergman film caused her disgrace in 1950 (Released in the USA on  Feb. 15---ironically the day after Valentine’s Day!)

8.     What was this beautiful star’s last film? What else was significant about this production?

9.     What film did Bergman share with Liza Minelli?

10.                        Who was Ingrid’s co-star in Notorious?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Answers to Quiz 68

1.     Some like it Hot was directed by Billy Wilder.

2.     In this comedy, the two leading stars witnessed the St. Valentine Day massacre.

3.     Jack Lemmon and Tony Curtiss  played these two witnesses.

4.     Marilyn Monroe played the role of “Sugar Kane”. As well as a banjo!

5.     Joe E. Brown had the last laugh in the film “”Nobody’s perfect!” he responds to Jack Lemmon’s statement that he is a man.

6.     The musical instruments played by the leads were String Bass and clarinet.

7.     Lemon had won an Oscar earlier for Days of Wine and Roses.

8.     The Tony Curtiss was married to Janet Leigh and they had a famous daughter: Jamie Lee Curtiss.

9.     Lemon played a Warlock in the film version of Bell, Book and Candle. In the film, he was Kim Novak’s brother (she was, of course, a gorgeous witch)

10. The all-“Girl”-band was ultimately going to Miami.

 

Answers to Quiz # Movie Trivia Quiz #67

 

1.    The Cockeyed Miracle was an MGM oddity from 1946 that I had never seen nor heard of.  It was hysterically funny, with a good cast headed by Frank Morgan, who was the title character of The Wizard of Oz.

2.    Finnian’s Rainbow has a haunting musical score, which includes “How are Things in Glockomora?” “Look for the Rainbow”: “That Old Devil Moon”, “The Girl that I Marry”, etc. The director Francis Ford Coppola, who did such films as The Godfather, and its many sequels.

3.    Fred Astaire was the actor who played Finnian. His daughter was played by Petula Clark, a popular British pop singer. She had starred in a remake of Goodbye, Mr. Chips earlier.

4.    A Guy Named Joe was a melancholy story that starred Spencer Tracy and Irene Dunne

5.    Julie Andrews, Mary Tyler Moore and Carol Channing all appeared in 1967’s  Thoroughly Modern Millie

6.    Henry Fonda appeared in only one film of Alfred Hitchcock: Warner Bros.’ The Wrong Man, based on a true crime,

7.    Samuel Goldwyn’s only Oscar was for the quintessential WW2 story, The Best Years of Our Lives

8.    RKO’s They Knew What They Wanted became a big musical hit on Broadway as  The Most Happy Fellow

9.     was Becky Sharp in RKO’s first Technicolor film? Miriam Hopkins

10. Bitter Rice introduced Sylvano Mangano to USA screens.

 

 

Sunday, January 27, 2013

FF XVIII, 45

Frank’s Fax Facts and Reviews

Vol. XVIII, No. 45

 Sunday, January 27, 2013       

       Today marks the first anniversary of Franko Hargadon’s death. We had many things in common: He was born on April 6.1929. I entered the world one month and a day later. We were both born of Catholic parents, and both christened ”Francis”; but he took the alternate name, “Franko”, while I opted for “Frank”. There was, however a huge difference in our family’s sizes: he was the only Hargadon child, while I had four sisters and two brothers: all older than I.

       My biggest regret is the fact that I did not have the opportunity to be around him nearly enough; his wit was sharp, brilliant and funny. I Miss him, as for his many friends I’m sure they all miss him, too.

 

       I had my 6-month checkup with Dr. Gala, who made me feel that I must be doing something right. Everything he checked seemed to be doing well. His attitude is a lot like my preceding cardiologist, Dr. Parrot. His mantra was always, “If it isn’t broke, don’t try to fix it!” I couldn’t agree with them more if I tried.

       The week was definitely busier than usual, in the manner in which time has moved in a long while: I had an appointment to see Dr. Johnson about a sore big toe (thank goodness it isn’t another Hammer Toe!) This visit came at 8:15 after which I saw Cardiology at 1:40, Two in one day is taxing, but this was because Shae (my Pedicurist) had discovered the “thing” on my toe at my Pedicure on Wednesday morning, and suggested that I see what was causing my trouble.

       Father Gorman had taken me to a heavenly lunch at The Red Lobster, Tuesday (I had the Shrimp Scampi), and we both had them bring order after order of their delightful Garlic and cheese biscuits. I would kill for the recipe!

       Bridge on Tuesday was dreadful: it wasn’t the cards’ fault, however, I just kept drifting in and out of awareness, with horrible results.

       Add my doing my limited exercises at the Wellness Center, three times as often, and you get the idea of how tired my Chronic Fatigue Syndrome “synned”  this week!

       But I do feel a  little stronger than I have lately

CAT FAX

“A cat pours his body on the floor like water. It is beautiful just to see him.”          William Lyons Phelps

 

Old Movie Review

Thoroughly Modern Millie (Universal, 1967)

This biggest-grossing picture ever released by Universal, was chosen as the opening film for the brand new Be-air Mall Cinema. And I was there, enjoying every single frame of it.

The movie was made because Julie Andrews had played the lead in the Broadway hit, The Boy Friend, and Universal wanted to put her in that role, only to lose the screen rights to MGM. Universal had the music composer come up with some great new tunes, as well as several older favorites. The slim plot is funny, and a little sinister (Broadway’s Beatrice Lilly was the woman who runs a hotel in New York, for women only, and just as in Stage Door, there are some aspiring actresses (except for Mary Tyler Moore). Not satisfied with just providing lodging for the young ladies, she has two Chinamen who follow the girls who have no relatives in NY, especially if they are without friends, as well. These damsels are carted off in boxes moved with a laundry disguise, ending up being sold into white slavery.

Millie, in the opening scenes, feels that everything about her is out of date and not at all “Modern”; then begins spending money as if it grows on trees: new wardrobe; new shoes and short dresses, plus a newly bobbed hairdo and modern hats. She is determined to get a stenographer’s job, but only if she can find a boss who is handsome and interested in marrying her. The scene in which she finally meets her employer (John Gavin) is still one of the cutest at making its point: we see Gavin, smoking a pipe and looking like the man of Millie’s dreams: to the accompaniment of “The Halleluiah Chorus” from The Messiah!

       Another of Broadway’s most revered actresses, Carol Channing adds to the fun of the film. And there is Edward Fox (whom Millie ultimately marries.)

       There is a scene near the end of the movie, with Bea Lilly sitting between her two Chinese bandits, telling them something to make them laugh. They simply stare at her, and she says, “Oh, God, but you two are dreary!” How well I remember Ed Kohler’s screaming with laughter at this the first time!

       If you don’t like this one, I give up!

 

DRAFT DODGERS ANONYMOUS

       Normally, the Southerner did not even slow down when it passed by Ellisville, on its way from New Orleans to New York each day; but today, it would stop just long enough to allow me to get on board. Of course, Daddy had to pay for a Roomette before they agreed to stop at all.

       Mama was watching the market, while Daddy drove me to the depot. She had, of course, broken down and wept. That was to be expected. My father drove an old rattle trap of a truck (formerly our green, or so I was told, pride-and-joy 1937 Chevrolet sedan). By allowing me to take a roomette Daddy had also given me another day at home. So, it was well worth the money, he was sweet enough to tell me.

       We had waited in the really cold exterior of the station, and he had brought me to tears by telling me that he probably would not be there when I returned.

 “Daddy, don’t even think that!” I said; yet I felt that he might well not be there when I came back home. He seemed so much older and feebler than I had ever realized him to be. Daddy was always a tower of strength, and somehow I had simply come to think of him as living forever.

       The handsome train was right on time, and as I kissed him goodbye, I was too choked up to say anything except, “Good bye, Daddy!”  He said, as he always did whenever I was leaving him, “You be good boy, you hear.” I nodded  sadly, but vigorously, and let the porter help me board the coach, with my overstuffed duffel bag,

       I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw dear Dale Lavon Hudson almost the minute I entered the train. He would be traveling with me as far as New Brunswick, New Jersey, where we would all wait to be traveling to various European cities. I made my way to his seat, and sat down beside him.

       “Hi, Francis!” He greeted me in his own sweet way. I was having a hard time trying not to disgrace us both by sobbing. It had been rough, having to leave Mama; but somehow, I had no premonition about losing her. If only Daddy had not vocalized that almost prophetic mention of leaving this earth. As it turned out, he was still in relatively good health for seventeen years after this sad day!

       I was carrying a large package of food that Mama had prepared for us to snack on, as well as my hefty duffle bag, This literally held everything I had to wear, while Lynwood and I enjoyed a day in New York City (which neither of us had ever seen). Dale had brought an even bigger bag of goodies for us and bought us each a Coke, insisting that I taste some of the mouth-watering pecan tarts his “Mother Frances” had made for our enjoyment. His mother had passed away while he was still a very young child, with only one younger brother. His father was fortunate enough to marry a lady who really always seemed more like their real mother than a stepmother. The couple had three children: all boys! And all turned out to be very successful as doctors, musicians and builders.

       I ate a fried chicken breast, offering another one to Dale. “Why don’t we go to my roomette, so we won’t have everybody staring at us as if we were circus freaks?”

       The conductor just happened to come along about that time, to check our tickets. We handed them to him, and as he punched them, he said, “There’s no eating allowed in the roomette. It’s to accommodate only one person, so only one of you may eat there.”

       We both felt that this was spoken only because we were in uniforms: and neither of us was a higher ranking soldier. It surely did throw a damper on my affection for the Southerner!

       We both seemed to eat with a vengeance, after that little melodrama; and when Dale handed me one of those pecan tarts, I felt as if nothing in the world had ever tasted better.

2.

       I have never been able to sleep on a train. Mama had insisted that George and I both go by Pullman, that first Christmas I was in Lansing To make it even worse, I had also, a rather frightening experience, as I slept in my upper birth and George was below me. Mama had the irritating habit of sewing money up in my underwear, lest I get careless and lose the hefty sum that I used up each new term, I was lying there, with my eyes closed, praying that sleep would eventually come to me. Then, slowly I began to feel a hand feeling around on the mattress of my upper bunk!

       I froze!|

       He (I felt it was a man) moved his hand slowly and carefully all along the edge of the mattress. I thought about calling for help from my brother, but I knew I would cause something of a riot, if George did wake up and have to deal with the situation. So, I turned on the little overhead light. Well, of course I know better now, but I took a pen, found some paper that I could write on, described the situation and held the paper down where George might see it.

       I saw his light go on, and in no time at all, I had the following Big Brother response: “If he continues to bother you, ring for the porter!”
       I was disappointed, but fortunately nothing further happened. I did check the sewed-on patch of cash and ascertained that nothing had been stolen.

 

3.

The train station at New Brunswick, looked old and tired; And

that’s exactly how I felt each time I went into the town while we were staying there. But even so, I hated to see Dale get off the train. I still had a little more traveling to do.

As it turned out, the reason Dale had to report a day earlier than

Lynwood or I, was that he was to be on KP for the entire ten days of the        trip to Bremerhaven, Germany.

But more of that in good time.

Meawhile, the closer we drew to the biggest city in the United States, the more excited I grew!

Lynwood had arrived before me, and now came almost running. I      got off the Southerner, and tried to deal with the heavy duffel bag.

          “Oh, it’s so good to see you!” I squealed.

          “Listen, I’m already madly in love with New York!” His imitation of Marcus was most authentic.

       I laughed, just as he knew I would. “Have you found us a hotel for tonight?”

       “Not yet, but I did see that Marilyn’s new movie is playing nearby!” We had both been very favorably impressed with Gentleman Prefer Blonds  and vowed we would see it again some day.

       We rented a room for the night, and put our “Luggage” there. We then walked back to the theater where How to Marry a Millionaire, which had Lauren Bacall and Betty Grable, in a delightful comedy. From there, we went to the Automat for our suppers.

       It had been a full day, and I (especially) was totally exhausted and ready to hit the hay. The fact that I had not slept well the night before did little to make my want to stay up much longer.

 

It was snowing as we got off the bus we had taken to Camp Kilmer the next afternoon. We had done a little walking around to see as much of the city as we could before having to report to the Army by three o’clock.

       We were instructed to clean the barracks to which we had been assigned. This turned into a real nightmare, as we were made to use hot water to clean the wooden floor. Meanwhile, the upstairs residents had to mop their floors, also with hot water. That was the nastiest thing I had to do thus far in my army career! The worst part, was of course, the hot mud drifting down on our heads, as we struggled to keep our bunks dry while battling the deluge from upstairs.

       Finally, we were through, and told that we could retire!

Next Week: I think that I shall never see-

A poem lovely as a tree (Joyce Kilmer’s claim to fame)

 

 

 Old Movie Trivia Quiz #69

1.     There was an earlier version of Some Like It Hot, which had nothing to do with the sensational second movie. Can you guess who its stars were (both male and female leads were very popular in 1939.

2.     Boston Blackie was the hero of a semi-popular series of “B films” of the 30’s. Who was this actor?

3.     Erle Stanley Gardener’s Della Reese was played by what actress in the TV version of Perry Mason mysteries?

4.     What female sleuth was played by Angela Lansbury on Sunday night TV?

5.     What was the title of David O, Selznick’s psychological thriller with Ingrid Bergman and Gregory Peck?

6.     What surrealist artist designed the sets for the film?

7.     Which Ingrid Bergman film caused her disgrace in 1950 (Released in the USA on Feb. 15---ironically the day after Valentine’s Day!)

8.     What was this beautiful star’s last film? What else was significant about this production?

9.     What film did Bergman share with Liza Minnelli?

10.                Who was Ingrid’s co-star in Notorious?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Answers to Quiz 68

1.     Some like it Hot was directed by Billy Wilder.

2.     In this comedy, the two leading stars witnessed the St. Valentine Day massacre.

3.     Jack Lemmon and Tony Curtiss  played these two witnesses.

4.     Marilyn Monroe played the role of “Sugar Kane”. As well as a banjo!

5.     Joe E. Brown had the last laugh in the film “”Nobody’s perfect!” he responds to Jack Lemmon’s statement that he is a man.

6.     The musical instruments played by the leads were String Bass and clarinet.

7.     Lemon had won an Oscar earlier for Days of Wine and Roses.

8.     The Tony Curtiss was married to Janet Leigh and they had a famous daughter: Jamie Lee Curtiss.

9.     Lemon played a Warlock in the film version of Bell, Book and Candle. In the film, he was Kim Novak’s brother (she was, of course, a gorgeous witch)

10.                The all-“Girl”-band was ultimately going to Miami.