Temple Tuesday: Will Rogers, A Plaque, and City Hall

One new photo in the collection has resulted in yet another Shirley Temple rabbit hole. Many of you have seen these previously posted shots of two of the biggest stars back in 1935, Will Rogers and Shirley Temple.





Rogers died tragically in a plane crash on August 15, 1935.  His home studio, Fox, dedicated a plaque and a $250,000 soundstage to him on November 14, 1935. Louis B. Mayer, Rupert Hughes, Darryl F. Zanuck, Joseph Schenck, Shirley, Governor Frank F. Merriam, and Irvin Cobb assembled for the unveiling:



More than 300 people participated in the dedication and luncheon. Rogers’ son, Will Rogers, Jr., attended the event but did not make a presentation.



Favorite songs of the late actor were sung by Gladys Swarthout and John Boles, including “Old Faithful.” Shirley was quoted as saying, “I loved him, too.” She was the first star to shoot on the newly dedicated stage which had been built back in 1933. The building, Stage 8, still stands today.



Fred Stone (who played the Scarecrow on stage in “The Wizard of Oz” and was a close friend of Rogers), Shirley, Irvin Cobb, and Shirley’s mother, Gertrude Temple:



On December 1, 1935, Bill Robinson and Shirley donned their costumes from “The Littlest Rebel” and performed their famous stair dance routine at a Will Rogers memorial “Show of Shows” held at the Shrine Auditorium in Los Angeles, which also helped raise funds for the Will Rogers Memorial Fund. The show raised $15,000 and attracted more than 6000 spectators, with hundreds more waiting outside, hoping to hear the show over the loud-speakers.



Madame Ernestine Schumann-Heink opened the show with a rousing rendition of “The Star Spangled Banner.” The opera singer is buried here in San Diego at Greenwood Memorial Park. Her portrait hangs in the mausoleum. Yes, Melissa - she has a Shirley connection!



Also performing that night were Sophie Tucker, Mickey Rooney, and Judy Garland.

Below is an image of Shirley with the Will Rogers Plaque, almost thirty years later on January 6, 1965, when she returned to her home studio to film the pilot for a proposed TV series, “Go Fight City Hall”:



Frances Klamt, Shirley’s childhood teacher, was there for Shirley’s return:



The Los Angeles Times, Friday, January 8, 1965

A Curly Comeback: Shirley Temple Taps at TV Door

Shirley Temple came home Wednesday. Home to 20th Century-Fox, the studio where she once reigned as the moppet queen of cinema, the incomparable Curly Top. They gave her a grand welcome. There was a banner across the studio gate proclaiming Welcome Home, Shirley! And a champagne luncheon with studio brass and many an old friend she knew 30 years ago and more—including Frances Klant[sp], her personal schoolteacher in those early days and still resident teacher on the lot. The welcome was certainly her due, for it has been said, and truly, that without Shirley Temple there would not be a 20th Century-Fox — Curly Top built the studio. She’s now before the cameras on those same sound stages where she sang “The Good Ship Lollypop[sp]” and danced with Bill Robinson in films that packed theaters in every nook and cranny of the world. Only things have changed—her work now will be for television. She’s making the pilot film for a new series for the ABC network next season in which she will play a young social worker. Costarring with her are Jack Kruschen and Bill Hayes. If all goes well, the series will swing into full production in May and Shirley said she has been promised she can complete her year’s work by September. She will either commute from her home in Atherton and her quiet life as Mrs. Charles Black, housewife and mother, or take a house here for the summer. “Susan is nearly 17 and graduates from high school in June and I know I have to be home for that and to see her off to college in September,” said Shirley. “But the young ones (Charles Jr., 12, and Lori, 10) love the ocean and maybe we can find a place on the sea for the summer.” At the luncheon, Shirley was flanked by Bill Self, head of Fox’s burgeoning TV division, and ABC president Tom Moore. Nostalgia flowed with the champagne. Self brought out Shirley’s original contract when the studio signed her on Dec. 9, 1933, at the age of 5, for $150 a week. Shirley recalled that by the time she left the studio (at 12) she’d left all her baby teeth behind and had celebrated each birthday in the studio commisssary where the luncheon was held. But things had changed. As she stepped out of the commissary, she was in the square of Peyton Place amid phony snowdrifts glistening in the sun of another era of snow business.



Shirley was also quoted as saying, “I feel right at home here. This is where I lost most of my baby teeth, and this is where I went to school. Almost nothing has changed.” A few test frames shot for the pilot:



In the pilot, Shirley wore a truly unflattering blonde wig. Below she poses with Jack Kruschen.



Kruschen was to play the lead of a public assistance department and Shirley was his supervisor. Vincent Sherman produced and directed the show which was written by Nate Monaster (“The Donna Reed Show” and “The Milton Berle Show”). From Rita Dubas, Shirley expert supreme:  “I’m not sure if the pilot ever aired. I remember that Shirley’s children didn’t want a bleached-blonde mom, so the producers found a wig for her to wear instead.”

Rita also sent me this blurb from TV Guide, February 6, 1965:

The title of Shirley Temple’s comedy pilot may change from “Go Fight City Hall” to “The Shirley Temple Show.” She starred as a social worker with Jack Kruschen as her supervisor and Cloris Leachman as a co-worker. [The pilot was eventually produced under the title “The Shirley Temple Show” but failed to sell.]

Rita questioned the accuracy of “The Shirley Temple Show” being the final title of the pilot, as that would have risked confusing people with her storybook anthology series from 1960 of the same name.



Was it the writing? Was it the wig? Whatever it was, the pilot failed to sell the series and has been buried ever since. And so ends another rabbit hole excursion.

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Holden and The Derby

In the above photo, actor William Holden and then-wife Brenda Marshall are dining at the Brown Derby restaurant with Mr. and Mrs. Eddie Bracken. Bracken’s wife was actress Connie Nickerson. They were one of those rare Hollywood couples who said, “Til death do us part” and meant it! The Brackens were married for 63 years; Connie preceded Eddie by about three months. The photo was not dated, but Holden and Marshall were married in 1941; they lasted until 1971. What was the occasion of this group dinner? From what I can tell, Holden and Bracken made two films together: “The Fleet’s In” (1942):



…and “Young and Willing” (1943):



Holden’s hair and sideburns don’t match either still, so who knows. What I would deduce is that Holden and Marshall dropped by, since the place settings are only for two. Want to see Bracken’s dinner? I’m wondering what the gadget is in his left hand. Anyone?



Holden became forever associated with the Brown Derby restaurant thanks to one of the most famous “I Love Lucy” episodes, “L.A. at Last!”, which first aired February 7, 1955.



Below is a behind-the-scenes still of Holden, Lucy, and Eve Arden, who were all part of the Brown Derby restaurant scene, which was actually filmed on a soundstage at Desilu.



Below, director Bill Asher gets a kiss from Lucy while Holden flashes his million dollar smile. Asher is probably best known as producer and director for “Bewitched,” which starred his then wife, Elizabeth Montgomery.



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Vintage Disneyland, Circa November 1971

Welcome to November 1971 at Disneyland…or at least according to the date stamps on these images from different batches vintage slides! First up is the Disneyland Hotel. In the detailed view, you can see what appears to be the Lido Fashions shop and the sign at right for the Disneyland Hotel Coral Pool.



Below is an image of the Marina, which debuted in 1970.



I have no idea what that submarine/tank thing was for. Anyone?



Because I’m nosey, I had to peer into the rooms.



Inside the Park, the Snow White waterfall is working just fine.



You can just see the tip of Dopey’s fishing pole:



The waterfall is also working at the Matterhorn:



Attraction lines are apparently nothing new at Disneyland:



Another image of the Matterhorn:



Zooming in you can see two rock climbers:



Over at the Captain Hook’s Pirate Ship Restaurant (formerly known as Chicken of the Sea):



Captain Hook has had a bad day.



A closeup of the sign:



This image of the Main Street Train Station tips me off that this slide at least is most likely not from November, but was probably shot in July, due to the patriotic bunting on the lamppost.



Final one for today shows the Swiss Family Robinson Treehouse; not a view you often see.



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Temple Tuesday: Party at Captain Kramer's!

Even if you don’t “get” the reference to the movie “Airplane!” (1980) in the title of today’s post, Shirley fans can still enjoy it! I recently acquired two color transparencies of Shirley and John Agar wearing costumes from 1949’s “Adventure in Baltimore” at what appeared to be some kind of celebrity event. Naturally, it was Shirley expert supreme Rita Dubas who tipped me off to the backstory!

In the July 1949 issue of Modern Screen, the magazine carried a breathless article about a party held at actor Robert Stack’s home. Yes, Robert Stack of “The Untouchables,” “Unsolved Mysteries,” and the classic disaster spoof “Airplane!” The article is a charming and innocent look at how times have changed in the last seventy-five years, especially the games played at the party AND the menu! I present the article in its entirety for your enjoyment.

The quiet dinner party which Bob Stack had planned mushroomed into a fancy dress party featuring games and a mob of guests.

“Come dressed” the party invitation said, so some came in calico and others in lace. They stacked up the records, stoked in the food and let ’er rip!



John Agar was, quite naturally, Shirley Temple’s beau.

by reba and bonnie churchill

Robert Stack had carefully enclosed tiny hand-sketched maps with the invitations to his costume party, showing just how to get to his Bel-Air home, high on a crest overlooking Los Angeles. But as we started up the steep winding road that led to Bob’s house, no map was needed. All you had to do was follow the gay caravan of gypsies, cowboys, swashbuckling cavaliers, French maids, 1890 belles and what have you.

Sporting these brightly bizarre get-ups were Shirley Temple and John Agar, Guy Madison and Gail Russell, the Donald O’Connors, Martha Hyer and Dick Jackson, Anthony Curtis and Lois Maxwell, Michael North and Barbara Lawrence, Dick Flato and Annie Rooney—and we, the Churchills. Reba was a 17th-Century French countess, while Bonnie appeared as a be-haloed angel (the halo was through the courtesy of two bent clothes-hangers).



(photo above) Donald O’Connor doesn’t need an audience to be funny, but he’s got one anyhow in the attentive Mike North. The ladies (Barbara Lawrence and Gwen O’Connor) concentrate on gossip and good food.

As we followed trail-blazers Guy and Gail into Bob’s flagstone driveway, we could hear soft music and the laughter of early arrivals. Through giant eucalyptus trees, we caught glimpses of multi-colored Chinese lanterns strung around an emerald-green pool.

We rang the bell—or, rather chimes—and the oak-carved door swung open on a burst of festive noise. Against a background of balloons, serpentines and confetti, stood our grinning host, Bob Stack. Tonight he was Two-Gun Texas Bob, toughest cowboy in the West.

Taking a properly bow-legged stance, he drawled, “Howdy, friends! Right proud y’all could come to my little ole git-together!”

“Little” proved to be a bit of an understatement. The party had started out to be a dignified dinner for six, featuring barbecued pheasant (which Bob had shot on a hunting trip some months ago and had been keeping in the deep freeze). But somehow, plans had snowballed until the guest list had multiplied to 20—but the pheasant hadn’t.

This switch in menus didn’t bother Bob or his guests. He dropped the pheasant back in the deep freeze and started ordering other food.



(photo above) Martha Hyer has Dick Jackson nibbling out of her hand while host Stack serves Shirley.

The first sensation of the evening came when Barbara Lawrence appeared in a black wig. At first, we thought she’d dyed her blonde tresses. “Oh, no!” we moaned, “you didn’t!”

“Of course not,” said Barbara. “Mike North just talked me into being Carmen to his Don Jose. Never again! My head itches like fury.”

Donald O’Connor thoughtfully inquired, “You mean you don’t know if you’re Carmen or going?”

Before Barbie could crown him with a coke bottle, Gwen O’Connor led him quietly over to the phonograph, where Guy and Gail were piling on samba records.

Then, between shakes and twirls, Guy explained that he and Gail were trying out some of the steps they’d learned on their two-day tour of Cuba.

Besides the dance-steps, they’d also acquired two cases of sunburn and a couple of native drums, which Guy had installed in this apartment and insists on thumping at all hours. “He’s pounding out his own eviction notice,” said Gail.



(photo above) This alternate shot didn’t make the article. In the detailed view below, you can see Martha Hyer and Bob Stack in front, with Tony Curtis and Lois Maxwell behind them.



Those who weren’t dancing drifted onto the glass enclosed patio, where pale pink and aqua porch furniture was strategically placed. Here there was a low, very wide, green-marble coffee table bearing heaping bowls of homemade potato chips and pop corn. Across one end was a garden-banked wall, on which small bunches of old-fashioned flowers had been mingled with ferns and other greenery.



(photo above) Gail Russell tries out a shootin’ iron from the trophy room—and even though it isn’t loaded, Guy Madison, Bob, and Lois Maxwell stay out of her way. Gail spent most of the evening samba-ing with Guy.

Sitting just in front of this were Shirley and John Agar, decked out in the 1905 costumes they’d worn in RKO’s Adventure in Baltimore.



(photo above) This cute image of John and Shirley also failed to make it into the story.

Lois Maxwell had also borrowed a period gown from the studio. But when trying it on at home, she’d decided it wasn’t exactly her type. “I took a pair of scissors and snipped off the sleeves,” confessed Lois, “and let my Adrian tendencies take it from there.”

Before the evening was over Reba was wishing that she’d done a little snipping on her costume. It was a French colonial hooped-skirt outfit designed by Kay Drake. Before going through any door, she had to pause a moment and remember to shift sideways.



(photo above) After some persuading, Shirley and John Agar, Barbara Lawrence and Mike North got Bob to take them to the trophy room. The 400-pound phonograph console was moved out to the patio where there’s dancing space. (He-man Bob gave up trying to push it alone.) Lois, Bob, Guy, Gail and Gwen select their favorite records.

No one needed to be urged twice to approach the candle-lit buffet with its centerpiece of lilacs, when dinner was announced. The fragrance of steaming silver casseroles filled with tomato rarebit was a beautiful lure. There we found other delicacies spread before us. There were twin trays of jelly-glazed baked ham decorated with large slides of baked apples, green peas, tossed salad, scalloped potatoes, and the most wonderful crab meat and avocado in aspic that any of us had ever tasted. The dessert was fresh strawberry pie (with with whole berries) topped with whipped sour cream. Glory be! Some of the recipes had been int he Stack family for generations.

The boys gallantly volunteered to prepare trays for the girls. Jack Agar, with a stately bow, presented us Churchills with our dinners. (Not that we minded, but it might have been better if he hadn’t filled over half of our plates with delectable but calory-filled scalloped potatoes)



(photo above) Bob acts as safety-man for bannister-sliding Bonnie. He had to catch her twice before anyone guessed the charade she was acting out—Fallen Angel, natch! Richard Flato came as a bandleader with baton and music case. Gail Russell adds a false nose, a blond goatee—and presto, a maestro!

Martha Hyer and Dick Jackson migrated out to the flagstone terrace to eat their dinners. Here, Bob had umbrella tables and chairs set up.

Others, more venturous, walked down the narrow stepping-stone path, bordered wth camellias, to dine beside the swimming pool. This was heavenly. A warm night, a ceiling of stars, jasmine and honeysuckle heavy in the air, and—leave us face it—heavenly food.…

After dinner, Don O’Connor decided that now as the time to play games. Dick Flato—who has the killer role in Vendetta—gave Don a crafty glance as he suggested that oldie, Drop the Handkerchief.

Tony Curtis immediately excused himself from participating. Tony, you see, was wearing the dashing Beau Brummel outfit Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., had sported in The Fighting O’Flynn. And the skin-tight trousers were just that—skin tight. “As far as I’m concerned,” he announced, “if any fair lady drops her handkerchief tonight, I’ll just have to let it lie there—for security reasons!”

Thereafter we played everything from charades to monopoly. The latter was at Don’s request. The guy won every game.



(photo above) “Diamond Jim” O’Connor suggested all the games—and walked off with all the prizes. The next day, he and Gwen started a two-week vacation. After “Yes Sir, That’s My Baby,” “Curtain Call at Cactus Creek” and this fancy dress brawl, he needed the rest.

By the time “Diamond Jim” O’Connor’s winning streak was over, we were all too weary to compete. So, we went exploring in the trophy room. Here, Bob keeps part of his umpteen (we counted 30 on one table alone) medals and awards for sailing, flying, skeet-shooting, polo and just about every sport but jacks.

Though we literally had to drag Bob into the room, we did finally wring out one statement about his interests in sports. Seems his fervor for death-defying motorcycle and motorboat racing is getting to be a thing of the past. When he was an aerial gunnery instructor in the Navy, one of the new recruits accidentally shot 25 holes into his plane. It was then that Bob decided that if he ever lived to be a civilian, he’d take it a bit easier. Dying in bed holds a great appeal for him, now.

Also in the room was Bob’s desk, piled high with papers, books, and letters. (It looked almost as cluttered as does ours when we’re writing our newspaper movie column.) Right next to the desk is where the phonograph console usually sits.

“But,” groaned Bob, “I got ambitious. Thought it would be more convenient to have the records and paraphernalia on the patio.” The moving job proved to be a little more strenuous than he’d anticipated—for the console weighs 400 pounds. After one push, he’d called for reenforcements.

But the effort had been worthwhile—at least, for those who hadn’t had to labor! The phonograph kept spinning most of the evening. Even in the trophy room you could catch faint strains of the “Polonaise” or the last chorus of “So In Love.”



When we returned to the patio, we found Annie Rooney trying out a second piece of pie for size. She’d planed in from New York that afternoon and was a house guest of the O’Connors. Just before we’d left for the party, Don and Gwen had frantically called us with the stimulating question of where to find a costume for Annie at eight o’clock on a Saturday night.

The problem had finally been solved when Gwen had taken a large hem in one of Annie’s black dresses, added a doily atop her brown locks, and presented her with a duster (vaguely resembling a dish mop). Voilà! She was a French maid.

All evening Shirley and John wore matching smiles and looked as pleased as punch. Thirteen-month-old Linda Susan had soloed for the first time that morning. Shirl had been bedded with the sniffles for several days and had been isolated from the baby. When she recovered, Su-Su had been so glad to see her that she’d promptly started walking toward her.

The balloons and serpentines, which had been neglected up until now, were re-discovered. Mike North and Fick Flato entered into a balloon-blowing marathon. It wasn’t until Mike was blue int he face from puffing into his balloon that Barbara Lawrence let him in on the fact that there was a pinsize hole in the bottom of it.

Guy and Gail were back doing their Latin-American antics and rapidly gaining converts. We all finally formed into a long conga line and—one, tow, three, ugh!—wove around the living room and den.

Footloose and fancy dress—that we were, that we were! THE END



Well, not quite the end! Those who are feeling nostalgic may want to have a party like this at their own home. Here are a few of the recipes to get you started. These were printed in the magazine and were supposedly the same recipes Stack used.

tomato rarebit
1 pound sharp cheese, grated
1 (10 1/2 ounce) can condensed tomato soup

2 egg yolks

2 teaspoons Worcestershire sauce

1 teaspoon dry mustard

2 egg whites, stiffly beaten

1⁄2 teaspoon salt

English muffins or crumpets, toasted and buttered

This can be kept warm in double boiler for a half hour before serving. Heat grated cheese and tomato soup in top of double boiler until cheese melts. Beat egg yolks slightly, add Worcestershire sauce, dry mustard, and blend. Add to cheese mixture. Fold in stiffly beaten egg whites and salt. May be thinned with milk or tomato juice if desired. Serve on well-buttered, toasted English muffins or crumpets. Serves 8.

crab and avocado in tomato aspic
1 1⁄2 tablespoons unflavored gelatin
2 1⁄4 cups tomato juice

1⁄2 teaspoon salt, or to taste

1 tablespoon lemon juice, or to taste

1 pound flaked cooked crab meat

1 1⁄2 avocados, peeled and diced

1⁄2 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce, or to taste

Allow gelatin to soften in 1⁄4 cup cold tomato juice. Heat remaining tomato juice and dissolve gelatin in it, stirring thoroughly. Add salt, lemon juice, Worcestershire sauce if desired, and cool. Arrange avocados in mold with crab meat. When tomato mixture has thickened to consistency of unbeaten egg whites, pour over diced avocados and crab meat. Chill until firm. Unmold and serve on lettuce with mayonnaise. May be made the day before, if convenient. Serves 8 to 10.

scalloped potatoes
8 medium potatoes pared, cut in slices
2 large onions, sliced

Salt and pepper

Flour for dredging

4 tablespoons butter

Top milk

Arrange a layer of sliced potatoes in buttered baking dish, then a thin layer of sliced onions. Sprinkle with a tablespoon (or a little more) flour, salt and pepper. Dot with butter. Continue layers until dish is filled. Add milk until it may be seen through top layer. Bake in moderate oven (350°F.) until potatoes are tender. Serves 8.

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