THE WESTERN FILMS OF ROBERT MITCHUM Author: Gene Freese Publication date: November 2019 244 pages in softcover, $39.95 pISBN: 978-1-4766-7849-8 eISBN 978-1-4766-3746-4 McfarlandBooks.com – 800-253-2187 McFarland, Publisher Most biographies of Hollywood film stars are from the “print the legend” department…. Read More ›
I’m Samoan. You may not believe it, but a whole bevy of racists in the 1970s believed it and it has become an inside joke in local media — or at least the retired members of local media. Maybe you’ve… Read More ›
A while back, Marilyn wrote a piece using the word chutzpah. This is a word I’ve always badly mangled when I try to say it. It’s just a word, what the heck? That was my take for many years until… Read More ›
I’d been itching to get outside, even for a little while. I’d been outside on my own property, but nowhere else except UMass hospital and I didn’t think that counted. Garry took pictures. I took pictures. Together, it added up… Read More ›
Every day, every week, every month, ever year, every Father’s Day, there are new memories about my Dad. It says a lot about William Benfield Armstrong who left us 18 years ago. I’ve heard the question for years. In high… Read More ›
FOTD – June 18 – Trees by the river Down by the river, Garry took some pictures. I keep hoping we’ll get a little bit of rain to clear the air of the pollen. Because tree pollen would normally be… Read More ›
I’ve got the blues. I need to perk up. Melancholy. Melancholy Serenade. Serenade of the Bells. The Bells of St. Mary. A silly word link game I play to lighten things. Suddenly, it reminds me of another time, an assignment… Read More ›
Movie Trivia, once a parlor game among friends, has grown into a worldwide, billion-dollar industry including databases, online fan clubs, and television stations like Turner Classic Movies, The Movie Channel, and American Classic Movies. People, like me, fancied themselves as… Read More ›
We can still remember the good old days when we were one of the kids in the back seat pinching and punching a sibling while whining: “Are we there yet?” How come our parents didn’t kill us before we grew… Read More ›
Garry used to be the best dresser in Boston. He spent a fortune on clothing. He loved looking good. His father was a tailor and for him, a suit that fit perfectly was like a hot sports car — and… Read More ›
It was really a lovely day. Cool, bright, not humid. The car, after these months of sitting under the trees which, these days, are covered with the remnants left by Marilyn’s birds. Our Renegade was not looking her best. And,… Read More ›
What our Coronavirus and riot-plagued world does not need is even more pointless intolerance. There’s no excuse for not using a modicum of civility when dealing with others, especially in the workplace. It doesn’t matter how bad a day you’ve… Read More ›
