That’s what Kathleen Freeman once said of Lucille Ball.
I am about to run off for a wonderful trip to DC and the Battleship NJ event, but I couldn’t leave without acknowledging Lucille Ball’s birthday.
Happy birthday, Lucy!
Unfortunately, I am running out the door, but I did find this great blog about Lucy last night. Take a second to go over and learn some more about this wonderful lady.
And here is one of my favorite things I found. Wasn’t she a hottie? WOW.
At least that’s what I think. “Pretty” isn’t even the right word. It’s not enough. Neither is “beautiful”.
Today is the 50th anniversary of Marilyn Monroe’s death. I’m reading a book that includes a lot of information about her relationship with Betty Grable. I’m fortunate enough to get to portray both of these formidable ladies.
But today is Marilyn’s day. More on that later. I wish I had words to describe how much I admire this lady – not because of her glamour or sex appeal, although those were certainly admirable -, but because she was who she was and made no bones about it.
She was a genuine person and spoke her mind. Unfortunately, she let too many people influence her work and her decisions – at least that’s my opinion. Other than that, she had no problem letting the world know that she was abused as a child, telling people she didn’t wear underwear because she didn’t like panty lines, flaunting her sex appeal/figure but not letting people looking down on her get to her, and most of all just being herself and making no apologies about it.
The older I get, the more I respect people like her. I want more truly genuine people in my life. I like flawed people – people who know their flaws and admit them, people who don’t play games, people who aren’t afraid to speak from their hearts, souls, and minds, people who always let me know where I stand with them, people who accept themselves and me for who we are, warts and all.
It sounds so simple, but those are the friends I am looking for… The people who are true and genuine human beings. Those people are beautiful, and I’m very fortunate to have quite a few of them in my circle of friends.
And today, I can’t help but think of all of my favorite Marilyn quotes. By far, my fave is “Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
But here are some more…
Alright, so this is going up a little late, but better late than never! Couldn’t choose just one quote, so had to include three.
“Even now I can’t trust life. It did too many awful things to me as a kid.”
“A sex symbol is a heavy load to carry when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.”
“We had individuality. We did as we pleased. We stayed up late. We dressed the way we wanted. I used to whiz down Sunset Boulevard in my open Kissel, with several red Chow dogs to match my hair. Today, they’re sensible and end up with better health. But we had more fun.”
Happy birthday, Clara Bow!
This was sent to me via email today, and I couldn’t resist sharing. What a moving story! I hope it touches you as it did me.
“Honor Between Adversaries”
Look carefully at the B-17 and note how shot up it is – one engine dead, tail, horizontal stabilizer and nose shot up. It was ready to fall out of the sky. (This is a painting done by an artist from the description of both pilots many years later.) Then realize that there is a German ME-109 fighter flying next to it. Now read the story below.
Charlie Brown was a B-17 Flying Fortress pilot with the 379th Bomber Group at Kimbolton , England . His B-17 was called ‘Ye Old Pub’ and was in a terrible state, having been hit by flak and fighters. The compass was damaged and they were flying deeper over enemy territory instead of heading home to Kimbolton.
After flying the B-17 over an enemy airfield, a German pilot named Franz Stigler was ordered to take off and shoot down the B-17. When he got near the B-17, he could not believe his eyes. In his words, he ‘had never seen a plane in such a bad state, the tail and rear section was severely damaged, and the tail gunner wounded, the top gunner was all over the top of the fuselage. The nose was smashed and there were holes everywhere.
Despite having ammunition, Franz flew to the side of the B-17 and looked at Charlie Brown, the pilot. Brown was scared and struggling to control his damaged and blood-stained plane.
Aware that they had no idea where they were going, Franz waved at Charlie to turn 180 degrees. Franz escorted and guided the stricken plane to, and slightly over, the North Sea towards England. He then saluted Charlie Brown and turned away, back to Europe. When Franz landed he told the CO that the plane had been shot down over the sea, and never told the truth to anybody. Charlie Brown and the remains of his crew told all at their briefing, but were ordered never to talk about it.
More than 40 years later, Charlie Brown wanted to find the Luftwaffe pilot who saved the crew. After years of research, Franz was found. He had never talked about the incident, not even at post-war reunions.
They met in the USA at a 379th Bomber Group reunion, together with 25 people who are alive now – all because Franz never fired his guns that day.
When asked why he didn’t shoot them down, Stigler later said, “I didn’t have the heart to finish those brave men. I flew beside them for a long time. They were trying desperately to get home and I was going to let them do that. I could not have shot at them. It would have been the same as shooting at a man in a parachute”.
Both men died in 2008.
(L-R) German Ace Franz Stigler, artist ErnieBoyett, and B-17 pilot Charlie Brown
This is a true story.