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December 30, 1965 (20 pages)

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S96T ‘OE Joquisceq** 1988nN Aqunop epeaen®* .o FY December 30, 1965...Nevada County Nugget... NUGGET FEATURES S08 ¢64093eus8 O80 & DOMESTIC INTELLIGENCE ©9386 88 @® @sG@e The life of a columnist is not an easy one, There are times when you just have to get away from it all, The urge came suddenly, Friends stopped speaking tome. I found myself socially ostracized, Cut off completely from the holiday cocktail circuit. It must have been something I wrote, Crushed and depresséd I disappeared into the magic called San Francisco for the Christmas holidays. For a round of the new movies, new stage shows, good food and some wine, women and song. (Golden Gate Theater Cinerama). How well I remember the war in Italy and December 1944, Snow and mud and rain had brought the war to a stalemate, Captain John Sbaffi had sent his jeep driver to pick me up and visithim at a rest camp near the front lines of the 5th Army about ten days before Christmas, Over a high mountain range we travelled from my airforce base in Cerignola to St. George above Naples, It was snowing when I found John and his fellow officers; Witha war going on they had set up a complete still in their tent in full operation when I arrived. They gave me a sample, I have drunk some awful liquor in my time but WOW. I thought they had just invented America's new secret weapon, After a somewhat wild night Captain Sbaffi's driver returned me to my camp. Later ina bombing miscalculation bombers from my base killed this driver, Anytime, anywhere, war is hell. We were sure the war would be over in a few months, But then came the night of Dec, 16, 1944, The Germans broke loose with their tanks in deep snow in France in the Ardennes Forest, We all thought the end of the world had come, The Battle of the Bulge, one of the great battles of WWII Cbob Chine ¥OOUS GOLD © A Social Outcast Takes A had commenced, My cousins, Officers Dick Smith and Bill Waldron were part of that battle, The movie premier, sponsored. by the San Francisco Press Club, attempted to re-create that battle, It is a good entertaining Cinerama show but if my memory of reading of the true battle is correct this movie just wasn't it. baad we Ke bP sted THE OWL AND THE PUSSYCAT -Live on stage Geary Theater Eartha Kitt and Russell Nype. These days to get people into a movie theater there must be a huge screen, 3rd dimension and all sorts of gimmicks, Stage shows in comparison mostly have but one set, two people in the cast and talk, talk, talk. This is the first play in SF with a Negro and a white playing to-gether. The audience had a couple of dozen Negroes enjoying the fun as much as we, who are color blind. Story of a busy body pedantic who uses binoculars to spy on what's going on inthe apartment house next door, Thinks Eartha Kitt is having too many male visitors and so reports to her landlord who boots her out. And where does she seek refuge? You guessed it. With the intellectual, So a battle of brains vs physical begins, The Owl and the Pussycat banter goes on for three acts, The Owl's exhaustion after his eventual night with the Pussycat brings down the house, San Francisco theater audiences always seem to think this is high sopnistication, I have always taken sex very seriously and do not think it is a laughing matter (at my age). IE A TRE AE EE TE TR AE TE TRE TA ee ee JULIET OF THE SPIRITS on the screen = Music Hall Federico Fellini's Italianimport, It is the story of a lonely middle-aged wife who becomes obsessed by dreams. I found it difficult to know ‘when the people were real and when they were hallucinations, Beautiful color and weird, crazy mixed up people. I found it unnecessarily vulgar. And quite boring. CHURCH ON CHRISTMAS DAY Notre Dame des Victoires Church 556 Bush St. Before breakfast on Christmas day we set out for church, We were walking quite slowly when we were joined by a man about 50 years old in faded blue Levis’, a rolled brimed straw hat that indicated the wearer was from the cattle country. He wore a tattered jacket and moccasins, His breathreeked of either cheap wine or canned heat. He asked if we knew where there was a
Catholic church, He introduced himself as Johnny Birdbill, a Sioux Indian, When he thought I didnt get his name Birdbill, he proceeded to animate the name for me, I gotit. Said he had been raised by Catholic missionaries, So as blood brothers the three of us went to Notre Dame Church, one of the most beautiful churches in all San Francisco, The entire service in French, Johnny Birdbill went to the front and blessed himself with holy water, As the service commenced he started whispering toRuth about the Indian Catholic Church in Minnot, North Dakota where he had been baptised, Intrigued Ruth by telling her that the statue of the Blessed Virgin in Minnot was dressed in buckskin, When the collection plate was passed Johnny Birdb‘1 started crying. What do you do witha sobbing Sioux without a sou? The first three pews were occupied by nuns who all received communion, They were ofa sister's order that I did not recognize, As the service was over I asked the Mother Superior about the Order, She said she and they belonged to the Sisters of St, Joseph, as teachers and nurses, and that their overseas work was in the Solomon Islands, Actually my stopping the Mother Superior was just a diversionary tactic in the hope ] could shake Sioux Chief Johnny Birdbill, But Johnny Birdbill "knew a pigeon when he saw one and there he was, waiting for me inthe crowd outside. Sure he was broke and how was he going to have Christmas dinner? He emptied my wallet of the three dollars that was in it. I had an idea that while he couldn't find a Catholic Church by himself he unerringly would know the direction to St. Anthony's Free Kitchen on Howard St, and wouldn't miss a bar on the way there, OOM OMS s ee 64 4 6 4 ws 7 RS BREAKFAST AT THE ST, FRANCIS. ‘HOTEL You can be sure of three things when you have Christmas breakfast at the St, Francis, The check willbe hefty, the silver change, if you get any, will be freshly polished, and the lemon half that you get for the papaya will be wrapped in cheesecloth and guaranteed squirt proof, RPRAAAAAHAAAAa DO NOT DISTURB with Doris Day and Rod Taylor at the Fox Warfield, Story of a domestic triangle comedy (or a domestic quartet) of a husband and his secretary, Anda wife and her antique dealer, Two hours of delightful misunderstandings in London and Paris, Happy froth as only Doris Day can dish it out, HOLIDAY ON ICE At the Wintergarden Late in the afterneon on Christmas day we were joined by friends who had been Trip To San Francisco ghosts, spirits and visions brought on by her husband's infidelity. Her friends are as crazy as her indulging in the bubbly, Soon was discovered that horror of horrors at a cocktail party. One lone predatory female, Nothing worse, A male companion must be found, A blind date was suggested, And I waschosen for the treasure hunt and given twenty minutes to come back with a lonely male, alone on Christmas night in San Francisco, Ruth gave me a helpless look as I left the Party in search of my quest, I knew what was going through Ruth's mind. With my recent luck she could just see me coming back in 20 minutes with Indian Chief Sioux Johnny Birdbill, But, no, I found a lonely male ready for adventure, It took a bit of persuasion, Buthe had just arrived in San Francisco and [told him it was an old American tradition that no foreigner should ever be alone on Christmas night in SF. One smash of a male, buta non-Christian, who hardly knew athing about Christmas, A Lebonese, just off the plane from Beirut, Lebanon, One Saladin Nader whoclaimed to be the star of the Lebonese movie, “The Broken Wing,” that he had come toSF topromote, Had the posters to prove it. Our party picked up steam as soon as we returned, We all went to see Holiday On Ice at Winterland but there was so much going on that I can't remember if it was good or bad, The therapy was wonderful. I returned to the social jungle of Nevada County entirely refreshed, I am no longer depressed, I just hope my critics that forced me to have a holiday in San Francisco had as nice a Christmas as I did, Happy New Year, COOOOOOOOOO