Saturday, December 18, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
It's so hard to grasp what happened on December 7th, 1941! As much as I want to write something, I can't. My words just seem so. . . trite. I do thank our soldiers who defended our country. Thank you to everyone on the home front who "made do" and sacrificed. And thank you to all our soldiers who are still defending our country and our freedoms!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
So sorry for neglecting my blog! I'll make it up to you in the next several posts — I recently bought the Betty Crocker "Your Share" cook book off of eBay. It is from 1943 and simply marvelous! It's a little paperback book with 52 menus, 226 recipes, and 369 hints. Chock full of rationing information — even tips for party menus and "wedding refreshments at war time". I'll be posting some of the recipes over the next few posts. If you try them, please let me know how they turned out! :)
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Today marks the 65th Anniversary of the end of WWII. Thanks to Keep the Spirit of '45 Alive, today is the biggest nationwide observance since 1945. Events and activities are going on all across the country today. Since I have to go to work today, I won't be able to attend any of the ones in my area. However, I plan to "relive" the day through resources made available through the Spirit of '45 website: President Truman's broadcast to the Armed Forces, Times Square as reported by NBC, stories of the men and women who remember V-J Day.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Head over to Bijou Follies for a wonderful collection of articles, recipes, photos, and more from vintage movie magazines. The magazines are divided into sections from the 20's to the 60's. Discover Bette Davis's recipe for Boston Baked Beans, gossip columns, an article by Humphrey Bogart defending Lauren Bacall, audio clips, and so much more. It's a treasure chest of classic movie goodness!
Sunday, July 4, 2010
On the desert sands of Africa, along the thousands of miles of battle lines in Russia, in New Zealand and Australia, and the islands of the Pacific, in war-torn China and all over the seven seas, free men are fighting desperately--and dying--to preserve the liberties and the decencies of modern civilization. And in the overrun and occupied nations of the world, this day is filled with added significance, coming at a time when freedom and religion have been attacked and trampled upon by tyrannies unequaled in human history.
Never since it first was created in Philadelphia, has this anniversary come in times so dangerous to everything for which it stands. We celebrate it this year, not in the fireworks of make-believe but in the death-dealing reality of tanks and planes and guns and ships. We celebrate it also by running without interruption the assembly lines which turn out these weapons to be shipped to all the embattled points of the globe. Not to waste one hour, not to stop one shot, not to hold back one blow--that is the way to mark our great national holiday in this year of 1942.
To the weary, hungry, unequipped Army of the American Revolution, the Fourth of July was a tonic of hope and inspiration. So is it now. The tough, grim men who fight for freedom in this dark hour take heart in its message--the assurance of the right to liberty under God--for all peoples and races and groups and nations, everywhere in the world.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
I always enjoy watching Paulette Goddard. Her characters always had this gutsy confidence — like a tough dame with class. Her performance in The Women is the first movie I saw her in. A few of my other favorites are Second Chorus, Pot o' Gold, and The Ghost Breakers. She received an Oscar Nomination for her performance in So Proudly We Hail — which is next on my movie watching list. :)
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Last week I bought my first container of Coty Airspun Powder. It's been around since 1935 — one of the classic cosmetics still around. However, when I purchased my box of powder, I noticed that there were only a few cardboard containers left and the rest were plastic! Most of you have probably noticed this already, but for those of you who love the classic cardboard box and want to stock up — your purchase time is running out!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
I recently stumbled across the Keep the Spirit of '45 Alive! project on Melissa Marsh's The Best of WWII blog. What a WONDERFUL campaign!! This year will be the 65th anniversary of the end of WWII on August 14th. Keep the Spirit of '45 Alive! has organized a campaign to make August 14th "a permanent, annual day of remembrance to honor the legacy of the men and women of America's 'greatest generation'."
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Last week I finished reading “A Distant Melody” by Sarah Sundin. “A Distant Melody” is one of the BEST novels I have ever read, and definitely one of the best and most detailed WWII novels I have ever read.
Miss Sundin’s characters draw you in — they are detailed and personal. It was as if I knew Allie and Walt and their friends, as if I was present at their parties and family dinners. When something rocked their world I felt it too, and when there was joy, I’d find myself smiling.
I’m not going to try and summarize the plot because I might give something away. You can read a synopsis here. But in addition to being a wonderful read, “A Distant Melody” is full of historical and accurate details. Miss Sundin covers everything: rationing, fashion, travel, music, scrap drives, and so much more. You’re sure to learn many things about the era. Did you know that pennies were made out of steel to conserve copper for wartime use? I found that out when Allie tried to pay with a penny instead of a dime. Should I even go into how she describes a B-17? You will feel like you’re there.
I’m probably rambling, but this book was SO GOOD. I’m very picky about books, especially one’s that take place during WWII. They can be overly dramatized or happy-go-lucky to the point of pure cheesiness, or they can be a slow, boring read without much detail or humor to lighten the weight of a war story. “A Distant Melody” had the perfect balance of everything. Please pick up a copy — you won’t be sorry!
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Cal York’s Gossip of Hollywood
Cal Observes: Bunny Waters is about a foot taller than her orchestra-leader husband Johnny Green.
Olivia de Havilland wears her hair the plainest of any girl in town — parted in the middle and drawn back with a wave or curl and held down with a velvet band. She looks beautiful.
The friendship between photographer Paul Hesse and Joan Fontaine has progressed to the point where Joan now accompanies him on his photographic assignments. Next thing she’ll be setting up the camera.
Orson Welles always seeks out Chester Morris at Romanoff’s or private parties to talk magic, Chester being the better performer of the two.
The Voice Accused: It was bound to happen, for even a nice guy like Frank Sinatra can get in a huff and a jam in Hollywood. Seems it all happened when Frank snubbed certain radio and newspaper columnists on the set of “Anchors Aweigh” by saying, “If you want to speak to me, get in touch with my agent.”
Now Frankie claims he had plenty of provocation and we believe him. Seems he had done a couple of favors for the writer and radio commentator, who later took a few verbal pokes at The Voice, which made Frankie sore.
Anyway after a blast on the air and in his column about Frankie’s growing bigheaded, the entire cast and crew down to the last carpenter, electrician, and prop boy — headed by such names as Kathryn Grayson, Gene Kelly and Rags Ragland — drew up a statement, had it typed and pasted on Frank’s dressing-room door.
Cal took a peek at it a few minutes after it had gone up and here’s what it says as nearly as we can remember:
“We, the undersigned and those who know him well, know Frank’s head size is normal and his hat will continue to fit.”
Then come all those names which is a swell testimonial for The Voice and a pretty good indication of how good friends in Hollywood rally round a guy they feel is unjustifiably wronged.
Swing Around Town: People are chuckling over the power of Hedy Lamarr’s beauty. Emerging from a night club recently, Hedy came upon two customers fighting it out on the sidewalk. “Break it up,” commanded Hedy and, after taking one look at the lovely one, they did . . . After that quarrel (and you shouldn’t ask us what quarrel) Pat Dane followed her husband Tommy Dorsey to the West Coast and so far all seems well. Understand Pat wants another go at movies . . .
Fans of Gene Krupa seem delighted that the famous drummer is going to have his own band again. How that boy can chop sticks . . .
Steve Crane, whose troubles with Lana Turner have made headlines, is somewhat consoled by that very good role he gets in Rita Hayworth’s new picture “Tonight And Every Night!” . . .
Ray Milland’s conversation completely nautical since he bought that fifty-six-foot yawl. Buying a boat is merely another milestone in every actor’s career. The next step is usually the yen to produce pictures `a la Bing Crosby, Jimmy Cagney, Gary Cooper, Charles Boyer, Don Ameche, Mary Pickford . . .
What do you think of John Wayne’s playing Will Rogers in a movie eulogizing the humorist? Hear tell he’s all signed up for it . . .
No two ways about it, that John Hodiak is the Clark Gable of 1945. Just to be seen with him is an event, according to the youngsters he beaus about . . .
And here’s something for you bobby sockers to boil about. Hear Warners are going to poke fun at your Frankie in a short “Swooner Crooner.” Going to stand for that, kids? . . .
It Can Happen Here: He was a lone soldier with a few hours’ time between trains. He’d never been to Hollywood before by from his pals he’d heard about the town’s famous Canteen and decided to pay it a visit. Believing the boy meant the picture “Hollywood Canteen” then in progress at Warner Brothers (the real Canteen is not opened until late afternoon) he was directed to the studio. A member of the publicity department who ran into the lad in an outer office heard his story and decided to play straight. Taking the boy through the labyrinth of hall and gates, he escorted him onto the sound stage where an exact duplicate of the Canteen had been built, and here he met Joan Crawford, Dane Clark, Bette Davis, John Garfield and so many others, all of whom exerted themselves to make him feel at home.
He left an hour later none the wiser.
So far as he was concerned he had attended the Hollywood Canteen and his heart was full of happiness.
In a way, you know, Hollywood can be an awfully kind place.
Inside the Gates: Andrea Leeds who has been off the screen being happy as Mrs. Bob Howard is coming back in “Lost Weekend.” We’d call it “Lost Four Years” only Andrea has apparently been so contented they couldn’t be lost. Confidentially, her Goldwyn contract has had time to expire, for which event she may have been waiting. That Sam really throws them!
The pretty blonde struggling with lines and situations with the amateur players at Bliss-Hayden theater caught the attention of a casting director who discovered, to his astonishment, the young lady learning to act the hard way was Jean Wallace, wife of Franchot Tone.
When eighty-four-year-old C. Aubrey Smith was notified he’d been knighted by King George VI, he puckered his brow and said, “Well I suppose I’ll have to drop that C. from my name now.” Congratulations, Sir Aubrey.
When Captain Bruce Cabot returned from overseas and landed in Hollywood he took one look around and remarked he didn’t think the present group of actors offered “too tough competition.” Maybe he didn’t take a good look at Gregory Peck, John Hodiak, Bill Eythe, Turhan Bey, Alexander Knox and several others.
It Happened In Hollywood: M-G-M is puzzled. Letters by the dozens have poured in to the studio protesting the fact Peter Lawford will be starred in “Flat-top.” Fans seem to think Peter will play the cartoon menace. Flat-top, the weary studio will have you know, is a place carrier.
Walter Winchell’s pretty daughter Wanda has changed her name to Tony Eden and has been signed to a Twentieth Century-Fox contract. What’s more, Daddy has to be a good sport and take her to Mocambo when he’s town.
Barbara Stanwyck’s adopted son Dion hates his name. Says the kids at school make sport of it. So Barbara now calls him by the name of his choice — Tony.
That little two-by-four art gallery opened by Vincent Price in Beverly Hills is the sensation of the town. The night Richard Whorf’s paintings were shown Cal glimpsed Spencer Tracy and that old maestro of art himself, Edward G. Robinson, prowling around.
Smart people are lunching at Romanoff’s and the swanky new LaRue, but at dinner time they all seem to rush to Romeo’s, a little Italian restaurant on Melrose Avenue. In one evening alone Cal glimpsed Al Jolson, artist John Dekker, Richard Arlen, Errol Flynn with his lovely Nora Eddington, Elia Kazan, the director of “A Tree Grows In Brooklyn,” Charles Russell, John Hodiak and John Garfield.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Cal York’s Gossip of Hollywood
The Things We Hear and See: It happened at Mocambo. Across the way we were eyeing the luscious
Lana Turner and her escort Peter Lawford. Suddenly, in the midst of their steaks a waiter brought word Miss Turner was wanted on the telephone and oddly enough old Cal, nebby as usual, had a feeling he should pass and repass that phone.
But all we could hear was, “Yes, John. All Right, John.:
Back at her table Lana and Peter brushed the food aside (know how much food costs at this place?) and rushed out with Cal (how can we be so nosy?) right behind. But instead of climbing into a taxi or car, the pair strode off down Sunset Strip with Sherlock Rathbone York right behind and on to the Trocadero. Once inside this club Lana glanced anxiously about and then made straight for a table occupied by her agent (whose name is not John), his girl friend and Hodiak whose name most certainly is John. And there she, with faithful Lawford, spent the remainder of the evening. Now guess which man is closest to Lana’s heart.
Best Wishes Dept.: It was Friday night at the Hollywood Canteen and Susan Hayward was there to dance with the boys and serve behind the snack bar. Jess Barker, Columbia’s new actor, was master of ceremonies and so it was inevitable that during one of the lulls someone should say “Susan, this is Jess Barker.”
That was in November and the beginning of an exciting series of Hayward-Barker flare-ups. They liked each other right off, but Susie’s red hair and Jess’s definite ideas had the pair in a constant state of “good-by forevers.” Then Jess would rush off to date a dozen girls at once, which eventually earned him the title of the datingest guy in town.
Besides, Susie’s mother disapproved and so the romance limped along until one day Susie and Jess decided they loved each other way beyond all differences.
They were married just one week after this momentous decision by the Reverend Howard in the St. Thomas Episcopal Church. Susie looked lovely in a pale blue turquoise dress and hat.
After a short honeymoon at Rancho Santa Fe near San Diego the couple returned to take up residence in Susie’s own apartment since none other was available.
This was a first marriage for both. Their friends, including old Cal, wish them all happiness.
This Month: Mrs. Ward Bond divorced her actor husband . . . Mary Astor has a new boy friend but no one seems to know who he is . . . ‘Tis said Charlie McCarthy is about to acquire a stepmother in Frances Westerman, but when Cal put it to Edgar Bergen he would neither deny or affirm it . . . Joan Blondell is being beaued everywhere by produced Mike Todd. Her son Normie has now been promoted to chief errand boy for Scwab’s Drugstore . . . Deanna Durbin just looks and looks and looks at produced Felix Jackson while the two are lunching or dining in Hollywood . . .
An Experience for Jeanette: It was almost eleven o’clock when Jeanette MacDonald entered her bungalow of the El Encanto Hotel at Santa Barbara to retire for the night. It was still and quiet outside and the silence oppressing. Methodically, Jeanette closed the clothes-closet door, undressed and went to bed. Always a light sleeper, she was awakened fifteen minutes later by a sound somewhere in the room. Switching on the light, she looked about. The clothes-closet door had come open. She arose, closed it and went back to bed. It was the feeling of a presence in the room rather than sound that had her sitting bolt upright a few minutes later. her hand went to the night lamp and her eyes swept the room. The closet door was open. She knew the truth then. Someone was in there, waiting.
Fearfully she got out of bed and took a step or two toward that door. In a flash someone leaped at her with a blanket outspread as if to smother her. She fought and kicked. Heavy blows rained on her face, hitting her repeatedly in the eye. The assailant finally fled with Jeanette screaming behind him.
The attacker was a boy fourteen years old who was even then on probation from reform school. Because of a California law that prohibits using the name of any minor in such a offense, his name was not given out to the public. Bruised and horribly beaten about the face, Jeanette returned to her Hollywood home and next day from Santa Barbara where she had gone to study operatic roles under the direction of Lottie Lehman. Upon learning the boy’s mother was blind and earned her living by operating a tobacco concession in Santa Barbara, Jeanette refused to press charges.
Jeanette’s husband, Capt. Gene Raymond, stationed in Yuma, Arizona was on the phone the minute the word was flashed to him.