HAPPY 100th BIRTHDAY, SARAH JANE MAYFIELD aka JANE WYMAN!
(JANUARY 5, 1917 - SEPTEMBER 10, 2007)
“I never go into anything except with both feet and a lot of enthusiasm.”

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HAPPY 100th BIRTHDAY, SARAH JANE MAYFIELD aka JANE WYMAN!
(JANUARY 5, 1917 - SEPTEMBER 10, 2007)
“I never go into anything except with both feet and a lot of enthusiasm.”
HAPPY 100th BIRTHDAY, SARAH JANE MAYFIELD aka JANE WYMAN!
(JANUARY 5, 1917 - SEPTEMBER 10, 2007)
“I never go into anything except with both feet and a lot of enthusiasm.”
in memory of Edward Herrmann
First/Last scene together.
“Immortality lies not in the things you leave behind, but in the people your life has touched.”
Norma Jeane Baker aka Marilyn Monroe (June1st, 1926-∞)
Happy Birthday Marilyn
Bewitched (1964–1972)
“Once upon a time… there was a typical American girl… who happened to bump into… a typical red-blooded American boy… So they decided they’d better sit down and talk this over before they had an accident. They had a typical wedding… EXCEPT. It so happens that this girl is a witch.”
David Bowie: The Thin White Duke, Los Angeles 1976, by Neal Preston
Somebody to Love - Jefferson Airplane (Surrealistic Pillow, 1967)
Gene Tierney, 1940’s
Lauren Bacall
The last footage of Carole Lombard, January 15, 1942. Here seen in Indianapolis during her war bond tour. Carole’s last-minute decision to fly home instead of taking the train would take her life only 24 hours later.
Carole was very upset as she made her final preparations to leave. She handed their secretary, Jean Garceau, a series of notes she had written for Clark, with instructions to give him one for each day she was to be away. Just before she left the house, Carole hugged the secretary and said “Take care of my old man for me, will you, Jeanie? You know you’ll be working with him more and more now”.
Rest in Peace Carole Lombard (October 6,1908 - January 16, 1942).
“And the philosophy of her life was laughter. You see, that was her secret, the thing she seldom talked about. She believed that laughter bubbled up from the heart that was filled with faith. She had known black despair and heartbreak. She believed that you had to win through them and believe that good would triumph, that right made might, and thus that laughter was an outward sign of an inward grace.”
“Do you believe in God?” she said to me that last time, suddenly, when we were sitting in her back yard. […] “Do you get solemn about it?” Carole said. “I don’t seem to get solemn about it and some people might not understand. That’s why I never talk about it. I think it’s all here -– in the mountains and the desert. I don’t think God is a softie, either. In the end it’s better if people are forced back into -– well -– into being right, before they’re too far gone. I think your temple is your everyday living.”
A Gallant Lady… Carole Lombard, by Adela Rogers St. Johns