September 26, 1973 (12 pages)

2 The Nevada County Nugget Wed., 26,1973 Notes . , By P. L. And, speaking of movie making . . .as so many of us have been ever since the ‘‘Cannon”’ bunch came to town. . .I’ll never forget one such deal I had a close look at down in my old hometown in the summer of 1927. Much of that old comedyclassic starring Wallace Beery, ‘“‘We’re In The Navy Now’’, was filmed at Moffett Field NAS, at the back door of Mountain View in Santa Clara County. When Beery and the rest of the film troupe landed in our midst with much shouting and tumult, our town was highly elated at the prospect of a ‘“‘shot in the arem’’ for its somewhat depressed economy.The handwrifing was on every wall, but few could then read ahead to that Black October, 1929. I can well remember my Dad, who published our local weekly then, telling anyone who would listen that ‘‘there’s some mighty rough times ahead’’. Se hi, in particular, went all out to greet the motion picture production with all the publicity he could find space for each week. He persuaded local business houses into a frenzied clean-up, paintup campaign and before long everyone for several miles around was looking forward to some extra-special patronage by movie folk. Wveryone else, from grammar school kids to senior citizens waited in excited anticipation for a possible chance to “‘act in a mob scene”’ or such. Those were great days in our little community! Finally the outfit arrived and set up shop on the big Naval Air Station . . .and then, one day out of the blue. . the manager of the troupe dropped a deadly bomb! Sure; there were plans for “mob scenes” and even a few minor speaking roles were scheduled for “outsiders”. . .and the pay was rumored as ‘‘simply fabulous’’ for the times. But. .those jobs, without exception, were slated for Navy personnel, NEVADA COUNTY NUGGET 301 Broad Street Nevada City, Ca. 95959 Telephone 265-2559 PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY BY NEVADA COUNTY PUBLISHING CO. Second class postage paid at Nevada City, California. Adjudicated a legal newspaper of general circulation by the Nevada County Superior Court, June 3, 1960. Decree No. 12,406. Subscription Rates: One Year . $3.00 Two Yeors . $5.00 ._ Member of CALIFORNIA NEWSPAPERPUBLISHERS ASSOCIATION Off The Cuff! Smith their wives and _ children residing on the Base! If that wasn’t bad enough news ‘downtown’, a second shock went thru the community when it was learned that the entire film crew and cast would be housed in luxury accommodations up in San Francisco and on the Upper Peninsula. . .and would commute daily to ‘‘location’’. Furthermore, they had their own ‘‘commissary’’ set up for meals and other requirements right on the NAS. . .so little or no patronage might be expected by local eating places or stores. Only occasionally were any of the glamourous Hollywood folk seen on our streets during the filming period. . .and it came as quite a surprise that they were hard to identify ‘‘off screen’’, as it were. A few of us connected with the working press assigned to cover the project were fortunate enough to establish a mild degree of rapport with the stars; but it could not be said that they left any great degree of enthusiasm for the experience behind them. In fact, some folks got downright mad when they learned that, in some rather glaring instances, school children were rudely put down when they asked« for autographs! Thank heaven we can’t say that sort of thing about the “Cannon’”’ crew and cast in our recent encounter with a major film troupe. Times have certainly changed a great deal in the movie business over the passing years. Now, good, strong public: relations policies take priority over many other phases of the industry. And, ~ even if in all cases we do not particularly enjoy the ‘‘end result’’, we must admit that the people involved were certainly friendly; and darned good “spenders”’. Organ concert for workshop Ted Allen Worth and Andrew Crow, a duo of organists, will give a benefit concert Oct. 12 for the Nevada County Community Workshop. ‘ The two men play popular and classical organ pieces with each man having his own program then a program arranged by Crow for both organists. The ‘men travel with their own organs, one which has toured over 150,000. miles plus three tons of sound producing equipment. The benefit concert will be held at the Grass Valley Veterans Memorial Building with all proceeds earmarked for . the workshop. Tickets are on sale at Sander’s Music Center; for information ‘call Rosemary Decker. Classified Ads, the little -felows with the big pulling power. One of life’s most familiar platitudes is ‘death comes to us all’. Another almost equally well known is ‘you’re never prepared’. It does and I was not. I thought the loss of my darling little Mother 8 years ago was just more than a person could bear. Only those of you who have been through it can know how much worse the loss of a person’s other half can be. After 46 years together half of me, or [. think even more than half, is gone. I am * accustomed to doing things for myself but I could not have lived through the past weeks without the love and_ sincere thoughtfulness of family, friends and neighbors. It’s not that I don’t love life as much as ever it’s just that nothing is right about it now. Last Friday night was the worst. Hugh disliked most of Friday’s TV programs so he devoted the entire evening to us doing something together. It was the best night of the week. Usualiy we played that entirely nonsensical game of Aggravation. It requires no concentration and so left us free to talk and enjoy each other. How does one make life’s many necessary. decisions. We always talked about everything and that would make it jell in my mind. Now that you understand why I was away for a couple of weeks I will try to get on with the day at hand. Hugh is at peace now on a high hill overlooking Salt Lake City. I shall just have to patch in some new pieces to try to come up with a whole person. R&R Home helps! I just took a walk up on the hill. Even tho’ deer season started yesterday our little neighborhood pet is still here. Yesterday there were two of them but I hope mama is just hiding out somewhere. I almost wish our little fawn were more afraid. It comes right out intothe open pasture to feed. The leaves are really showing enough color to indicate an early fall. Their freshly washed faces sparkle like jewels in the sun. Hugh called my attention to the Liquidamber tree by the house just two days before he left. It had one branch red enough that even he could see it. Especially red and green were confusing to him when he began to really get his sight back last year. The cows think it’s winter already. Their pasture is still good, and our neighbor Mr. Abbott has been letting us use his pasture to help out, but they know when the weather is the kind that makes goodies show up in the barn. They were down at the door last night begging so of course I gave them each a cupful of grain. I can’t do that too often tho’. Not only is it too expensive but they get as fat as I am and that isn’t good for them. Anyway the bright sky and crisp fall air is really refreshing. The heavens have done with their share of weeping for my Hugh. it rained in Salt Lake during services. The Patriarch of the family, my 84 year old brother-in-law, dedicated thegrave with an attendant holding an umbrella over him. We younger ones didn’t mind but it was hard on Willard. I am glad to see bright days. -RE&ER Mrs. Alice Perry is home from the hospital where she spent last week for tests. Willis, fresh out of the hospital himself, says she is doing fine but feeling just terrible. More tests are indicated in the near future. Hope they find out soon what to go to get her well. Alice loves the outdoors and this weather is too nice to be inside. ~ R&R Mrs. Mary Lee is home. This time for keeps. There were numerous corrections necessary on her poor knee but they are finally all complete. She visited Mrs. Martina Paull last week, at the Guest Home, but on crutches. These little wooden aids will be with her for several months to allow Mother Nature to do her work properly. Rough and Ready News. By Fay Dunbar The morning I left Salt Lake we saw geese flying south. I was the guest there of one of my nephews and his family who live in one of Salt Lake’s new suburbs. My nephew is following in my footsteps. He works for the Telephone Company too. I worked after the fact, accounting, and Bud is working before the fact, projection. We had breakfast early because we wanted to visit the cemetery again before I came home. The heavens wept for the services but the morning I left was bright and lively. We stepped out on to the front porch and there across the morning sky were two huge V shaped: gaggles of geese flying south. When we were still for a moment we could hear them honking. Everything seems to be trying to tell us we will have an early winter. My trip home was uneventful if Reno, where I had to change planes, can ever be called uneventful. The airport was filled with a tour of golfers or entertainers fresh from Hawaii. They were definitely Hawaiian and loaded down with pineapples for their hosts on the Mainland. The Reno airport actually smelled of pineapple. I have never observed the terrain between Reno and Salt Lake on just that direct route before. Much of the way you could see the highway somewhere off in the distance but that is certainly the most desolate useless looking hunk of country that I have ever seen. Qccasionally there would be a valley below us that evidently had water from some source _ and it would be a green garden. How they, ever got into it I will never know but evidently all it would take to make the country grow is water. You also get a good view of the Great Salt Lake and Bonniville ~ Salt Flats on this route. They are both larger than they seem on the ground. Wonder what Brigham Young ever saw in that country. It certainly can grow husky things tho’. The pall bearers were six of my grandnephews. Husky strapping young men. One of them towered so far above meI could hardly reach up to kiss him and I am plenty tall. I hadn’t seen him for 14 _ years so the change was quite a shock. There were 8 of these lads all of similarage. Mostly with already one or more babies of their own. It was a comforting experience. Only six could be used but all eight managed to stand by just because they really wanted to. My nephew did the . Eulogy part of the service and it was delightful. Bud is about 40 now tho’ it doesn’t seem at all possible. You could see _he was talking directly to. these grandnephews ‘when he talked of my husband’s accomplishments in life. I » believe they will all try to emulate him. It was most comforting. R&R I have been out of touch with the community so long that I really don’t know what is going on. Maybe next week I will be back on the beam again. I do know I have wonderfu! neighbors. I received such beautiful comforting thoughts as the familiar one ‘The future’s fairer than the past if only. we believe-’ and the so very true and iftting one ‘I was so very weary surely you would not mourn, that I a little sooner should lay my burden down’. They have fed me and cheered me and kept track of my every activity to be sure I am all right. How can-anyone be otherwise with such good friends. My family can’t understand why I don’t ask them to disrupt their own lives to keep me company through this but with such good neighbors I will save my family for the reconstruction. I have had lots of good advice. My cousin who lost her husband just over a year ago Says being a widow is like a disease. So many of us have it and it takes either strong medication to cure it or surgery to just cut it out. She is right. I don’t know why husbands won’t take better care of themselves. We usually outlive them. My own husband did very well, really.

2 The Nevada County Nugget Wed., 26,1973 Notes . , By P. L. And, speaking of movie making . . .as so many of us have been ever since the ‘‘Cannon”’ bunch came to town. . .I’ll never forget one such deal I had a close look at down in my old hometown in the summer of 1927. Much of that old comedyclassic starring Wallace Beery, ‘“‘We’re In The Navy Now’’, was filmed at Moffett Field NAS, at the back door of Mountain View in Santa Clara County. When Beery and the rest of the film troupe landed in our midst with much shouting and tumult, our town was highly elated at the prospect of a ‘“‘shot in the arem’’ for its somewhat depressed economy.The handwrifing was on every wall, but few could then read ahead to that Black October, 1929. I can well remember my Dad, who published our local weekly then, telling anyone who would listen that ‘‘there’s some mighty rough times ahead’’. Se hi, in particular, went all out to greet the motion picture production with all the publicity he could find space for each week. He persuaded local business houses into a frenzied clean-up, paintup campaign and before long everyone for several miles around was looking forward to some extra-special patronage by movie folk. Wveryone else, from grammar school kids to senior citizens waited in excited anticipation for a possible chance to “‘act in a mob scene”’ or such. Those were great days in our little community! Finally the outfit arrived and set up shop on the big Naval Air Station . . .and then, one day out of the blue. . the manager of the troupe dropped a deadly bomb! Sure; there were plans for “mob scenes” and even a few minor speaking roles were scheduled for “outsiders”. . .and the pay was rumored as ‘‘simply fabulous’’ for the times. But. .those jobs, without exception, were slated for Navy personnel, NEVADA COUNTY NUGGET 301 Broad Street Nevada City, Ca. 95959 Telephone 265-2559 PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY BY NEVADA COUNTY PUBLISHING CO. Second class postage paid at Nevada City, California. Adjudicated a legal newspaper of general circulation by the Nevada County Superior Court, June 3, 1960. Decree No. 12,406. Subscription Rates: One Year .. $3.00 Two Yeors .. $5.00 ._ Member of CALIFORNIA NEWSPAPERPUBLISHERS ASSOCIATION Off The Cuff! Smith their wives and _ children residing on the Base! If that wasn’t bad enough news ‘downtown’, a second shock went thru the community when it was learned that the entire film crew and cast would be housed in luxury accommodations up in San Francisco and on the Upper Peninsula. . .and would commute daily to ‘‘location’’. Furthermore, they had their own ‘‘commissary’’ set up for meals and other requirements right on the NAS. . .so little or no patronage might be expected by local eating places or stores. Only occasionally were any of the glamourous Hollywood folk seen on our streets during the filming period. . .and it came as quite a surprise that they were hard to identify ‘‘off screen’’, as it were. A few of us connected with the working press assigned to cover the project were fortunate enough to establish a mild degree of rapport with the stars; but it could not be said that they left any great degree of enthusiasm for the experience behind them. In fact, some folks got downright mad when they learned that, in some rather glaring instances, school children were rudely put down when they asked« for autographs! Thank heaven we can’t say that sort of thing about the “Cannon’”’ crew and cast in our recent encounter with a major film troupe. Times have certainly changed a great deal in the movie business over the passing years. Now, good, strong public: relations policies take priority over many other phases of the industry. And, ~ even if in all cases we do not particularly enjoy the ‘‘end result’’, we must admit that the people involved were certainly friendly; and darned good “spenders”’. Organ concert for workshop Ted Allen Worth and Andrew Crow, a duo of organists, will give a benefit concert Oct. 12 for the Nevada County Community Workshop. ‘ The two men play popular and classical organ pieces with each man having his own program then a program arranged by Crow for both organists. The ‘men travel with their own organs, one which has toured over 150,000. miles plus three tons of sound producing equipment. The benefit concert will be held at the Grass Valley Veterans Memorial Building with all proceeds earmarked for . the workshop. Tickets are on sale at Sander’s Music Center; for information ‘call Rosemary Decker. Classified Ads, the little -felows with the big pulling power. One of life’s most familiar platitudes is ‘death comes to us all’. Another almost equally well known is ‘you’re never prepared’. It does and I was not. I thought the loss of my darling little Mother 8 years ago was just more than a person could bear. Only those of you who have been through it can know how much worse the loss of a person’s other half can be. After 46 years together half of me, or [. think even more than half, is gone. I am * accustomed to doing things for myself but

I could not have lived through the past weeks without the love and_ sincere thoughtfulness of family, friends and neighbors. It’s not that I don’t love life as much as ever it’s just that nothing is right about it now. Last Friday night was the worst. Hugh disliked most of Friday’s TV programs so he devoted the entire evening to us doing something together. It was the best night of the week. Usualiy we played that entirely nonsensical game of Aggravation. It requires no concentration and so left us free to talk and enjoy each other. How does one make life’s many necessary. decisions. We always talked about everything and that would make it jell in my mind. Now that you understand why I was away for a couple of weeks I will try to get on with the day at hand. Hugh is at peace now on a high hill overlooking Salt Lake City. I shall just have to patch in some new pieces to try to come up with a whole person. R&R Home helps! I just took a walk up on the hill. Even tho’ deer season started yesterday our little neighborhood pet is still here. Yesterday there were two of them but I hope mama is just hiding out somewhere. I almost wish our little fawn were more afraid. It comes right out intothe open pasture to feed. The leaves are really showing enough color to indicate an early fall. Their freshly washed faces sparkle like jewels in the sun. Hugh called my attention to the Liquidamber tree by the house just two days before he left. It had one branch red enough that even he could see it. Especially red and green were confusing to him when he began to really get his sight back last year. The cows think it’s winter already. Their pasture is still good, and our neighbor Mr. Abbott has been letting us use his pasture to help out, but they know when the weather is the kind that makes goodies show up in the barn. They were down at the door last night begging so of course I gave them each a cupful of grain. I can’t do that too often tho’. Not only is it too expensive but they get as fat as I am and that isn’t good for them. Anyway the bright sky and crisp fall air is really refreshing. The heavens have done with their share of weeping for my Hugh. it rained in Salt Lake during services. The Patriarch of the family, my 84 year old brother-in-law, dedicated thegrave with an attendant holding an umbrella over him. We younger ones didn’t mind but it was hard on Willard. I am glad to see bright days. -RE&ER Mrs. Alice Perry is home from the hospital where she spent last week for tests. Willis, fresh out of the hospital himself, says she is doing fine but feeling just terrible. More tests are indicated in the near future. Hope they find out soon what to go to get her well. Alice loves the outdoors and this weather is too nice to be inside. ~ R&R Mrs. Mary Lee is home. This time for keeps. There were numerous corrections necessary on her poor knee but they are finally all complete. She visited Mrs. Martina Paull last week, at the Guest Home, but on crutches. These little wooden aids will be with her for several months to allow Mother Nature to do her work properly. Rough and Ready News. By Fay Dunbar The morning I left Salt Lake we saw geese flying south. I was the guest there of one of my nephews and his family who live in one of Salt Lake’s new suburbs. My nephew is following in my footsteps. He works for the Telephone Company too. I worked after the fact, accounting, and Bud is working before the fact, projection. We had breakfast early because we wanted to visit the cemetery again before I came home. The heavens wept for the services but the morning I left was bright and lively. We stepped out on to the front porch and there across the morning sky were two huge V shaped: gaggles of geese flying south. When we were still for a moment we could hear them honking. Everything seems to be trying to tell us we will have an early winter. My trip home was uneventful if Reno, where I had to change planes, can ever be called uneventful. The airport was filled with a tour of golfers or entertainers fresh from Hawaii. They were definitely Hawaiian and loaded down with pineapples for their hosts on the Mainland. The Reno airport actually smelled of pineapple. I have never observed the terrain between Reno and Salt Lake on just that direct route before. Much of the way you could see the highway somewhere off in the distance but that is certainly the most desolate useless looking hunk of country that I have ever seen. Qccasionally there would be a valley below us that evidently had water from some source _ and it would be a green garden. How they, ever got into it I will never know but evidently all it would take to make the country grow is water. You also get a good view of the Great Salt Lake and Bonniville ~ Salt Flats on this route. They are both larger than they seem on the ground. Wonder what Brigham Young ever saw in that country. It certainly can grow husky things tho’. The pall bearers were six of my grandnephews. Husky strapping young men. One of them towered so far above meI could hardly reach up to kiss him and I am plenty tall. I hadn’t seen him for 14 _ years so the change was quite a shock. There were 8 of these lads all of similarage. Mostly with already one or more babies of their own. It was a comforting experience. Only six could be used but all eight managed to stand by just because they really wanted to. My nephew did the . Eulogy part of the service and it was delightful. Bud is about 40 now tho’ it doesn’t seem at all possible. You could see _he was talking directly to. these grandnephews ‘when he talked of my husband’s accomplishments in life. I » believe they will all try to emulate him. It was most comforting. R&R I have been out of touch with the community so long that I really don’t know what is going on. Maybe next week I will be back on the beam again. I do know I have wonderfu! neighbors. I received such beautiful comforting thoughts as the familiar one ‘The future’s fairer than the past if only. we believe-’ and the so very true and iftting one ‘I was so very weary surely you would not mourn, that I a little sooner should lay my burden down’. They have fed me and cheered me and kept track of my every activity to be sure I am all right. How can-anyone be otherwise with such good friends. My family can’t understand why I don’t ask them to disrupt their own lives to keep me company through this but with such good neighbors I will save my family for the reconstruction. I have had lots of good advice. My cousin who lost her husband just over a year ago Says being a widow is like a disease. So many of us have it and it takes either strong medication to cure it or surgery to just cut it out. She is right. I don’t know why husbands won’t take better care of themselves. We usually outlive them. My own husband did very well, really.