If you consider 40 pounds overweight in a dress two sizes too small, teeth yellow from chain smoking and she appeared to apply her makeup with a shovel, yeah--
And she must have know where some bodies were buried because she was still a casting agent with the same studio when I happened to see where she had died from lung cancer back in the early 2000s.
I have written off and on a memoir but the truth be told, I don't see a publisher springing for the story my life. I decided in the mid-90s to use my memories for a "Hollywood" novel and got about 300 pages into it before my health cratered. I haven't looked at it since 1995 and even finding it in those boxes of my files in the bedroom closet is more than I could accomplish today.
Maybe my cousin Henry P will do something with it and/or all my screenplays plus other writings of mine as he gets them in the will--
Bendy? Please let Henry P know that while you will always be in our hearts, we would love to have something tangible to hold in our hands and to read and to remember you by.
I bet a whole bunch of people who’ve never met you, even on line, would also love to hear that story.