Monday, March 7, 2011

I learned to love old movies from my mother on Sunday afternoons watching Bill Kennedy out of Detroit.

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1 comment:

Pam said...

Following up on my last post, this was a tribute to Joan Fontaine. When we were little, my sister and I were allowed to go to bed right after supper on the evening of the Academy Awards, so that we could get up and watch them. We knew all the actors, producers, directors, costume designers and we dreamed about becoming an actresses someday. Now I think little about such things but I am thankful for such memories of childhood...tucked away.