#Dix James

[truestoriesinfiction]

Kassidy pt.2 (by joan)

there are more scars covering your avatar’s torso

than those from your top surgery, so

what does it matter if your mirror’s body was never marred? to us, it shows

a father’s words can be whips to the soul

even if your parents filled your bowl

(348 so bitter your mouth spits it foul)

did they give you a life that was yours to control?

I know what it means when your self-insert curls

under their desk and finally rules

that in the grand scheme of things, their father was cruel

mais peux-tu comprendre, quand tu parles

avec moi, you inadvertently continue the cycle?

[erstwhile-punk-guerito]

[finnofamerica]

Original Characters

Aaron Jones: Blog (Faceclaim - Rahul Kohli & Raymond Ablack)

Age: Late 30s Early 40s Birthday: September 22nd Occupation: History Professor Sexuality: N/a Cannon Ships: N/a Aaron is a History Professor at the North Beach University. He enjoys photography in his free time. Avid Coffee drinker. Has a decently-sized apartment in North Beach. Older brother to Ryker Jones. Devon Reed: Blog (Faceclaim - Froylan Gutierrez)

Age: 22 Birthday: February 28th Occupation: Singer/songwriter for They Might Be Wolves, plays a multitude of instruments as well. Sexuality: Demisexual/Demiromantic Canon Ships: N/a

Devon Reed is quite introverted; he and his brother Everett moved into a duplex-style apartment together as soon as Everett turned 18. Everyone is quite protective of the youngest of TMBW. He is very slow to warm up to people.

Everett Reed: Blog (Faceclaim - Herman Tømmeraas)

Age: 28 Birthday: October 28th Occupation: Bassist and Lead Singer for They Might Be Wolves. Sexuality: Straight Canon Ships: Finnlyn Alexander

As the oldest of the group, Everett had always been the protector and fighter. He and Devon started TMBW as a creative outlet to cope with the abuse of their childhoods. Now, they are a semi-successful local band. Everett has a hard time letting people take care of him since he's taking care of everyone else.

Finnlyn Alexander: Blog (Faceclaim - Millaine Friesen)

Age: 24 Birthday: March 17th Occupation: Audio Engineer and Bookstore Cashier Sexuality: Straight Canon Ships: Everett Reed

Finnlyn spent the majority of her childhood in the foster care system until she was fostered by Venera's grandparents before Venera was taken in by them. Despite this, Venera and Finnlyn were never really close.

James "Dix" Dixion: Blog (Faceclaim - Max Barczak)

Age: 26 Birthday: July 25th Occupation: Lead Guitarist for They Might Be Wolves, Barista at Rise & Grind Coffee Sexuality: Chaotic Bisexual Canon Ships:

James, a.k.a Dix, is best friends with Finnlyn and Everett. He and Everett have been friends since kindergarten and will always follow Ev into a fight. He is often found with bruises (from the aforementioned fights) or hickies (He just likes making out with anyone and everyone). Josh is like a brother to him and will beat the shit out of anyone who has anything to say about Josh's sexuality.

Joshua Vaughn: Blog (Faceclaim - BooBoo Stewert)

Age: 27 Birthday: April 15th Occupation: Drummer for They Might Be Wolves, Barista at Rise & Grind Coffee Sexuality: Gay Canon Ships: N/a

Joshua Vaughn has a positive vibe bordering on the hippie of TMBW. As the second oldest, he is very protective and caring of Finnlyn and Devon. He was kicked out of his house as a teenager when his parents found out that he was gay. Dix's parents took him in, and the two have been inseparable ever since.

Leon Keane: Blog (Faceclaim - Kevin Creekman)

Age: Late 30s, early 40s Birthday: August 5th Occupation: Private Security officer Sexuality: N/a Cannon Ships: Venera Toth

Leon Keane is ex-military turned private security. Typically assigned to high-risk cases as a personal bodyguard until the threat is eliminated. Enjoys cooking. Rides a Motorcycle and drives a truck. He is a widower - his wife was murdered in their home while he was deployed (Before moving to America). Has a Scottish accent. Kit Hargrove: Blog (Faceclaim - Luanna Perez )

Age: 28 Birthday: June 21st Occupation: Boudoir Photographer Sexuality: Bisexual Canon Ships: N/a

Kit is a Boudoir photographer whose reputation often brings in business from out of town. She also enjoys hanging out in the North Beach University library and studying books on art and photography.

Ryker Jones: Blog (Faceclaim - ricky_aimee on insta)

Age: 25 Birthday: December 22nd Occupation: On-air personality and Board Operator for NSRB radio station Sexuality: Bisexual Canon Ships: N/a

Rides a motorcycle. Will stab a bitch. Designated drink holder at the bar. Basically, nocturnal runs the late-night show at NSRB. Younger sister to Aaron Jones. Venera Toth: Blog (Faceclaim - Holland Roden)

Age: 26 Birthday: January 15th Occupation: Book Store Owner Sexuality: Bisexual Canon Ships: Leon Keane

Venera is the Owner and Operator of Word to the Wise bookshop. She lives in a small apartment above the store. As an aspiring author, she spends most of her free time writing. Moved in with her grandparents (Previous owners of Word to the Wise) after her parents died in a car accident.

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Voice of the Whistler (1945) William Castle

June 30th 2024

[stonecreationslongisland]

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[dix-tmbw]

This is Bernard, he's blind, I've had him for approx. 5 minutes and if anything happened to him I'd kill everyone in this room and myself.

[rcvandenboogaard]

Herontdekte zedeloosheid

Soms is het portret van iemand beroemder dan de geportretteerde zelf. Dat geldt voor de Duitse danseres Anita Berber (1899-1928), die in het Berlijn van de jaren na de Eerste Wereldoorlog triomfen vierde – niet alleen vanwege haar danskunst, maar met name ook vanwege haar onstuimige, van alcohol en cocaïne en andere verdovende middelen doortrokken levenswijze. En natuurlijk door de naaktdans…

[paulsaladino]

Merry Christmas 2024 by Stone Creations of Long Island Pavers & Masonry Via Flickr: Merry Christmas 🎄 from our team to yours. Here’s to continued success in the year ahead. As we celebrate the season, we’d like to express our heartfelt gratitude for your trust in us. Warmest wishes for a Merry Christmas! Thank you for your continued support. #merrychristmas🎄 #stonecreationsoflongisland #pools #patios #outdoorliving

[elilelibeli]

Remus and James would conspire to learn french in secret.

James gave up after he heard quatre-vingt-dix-neuf (four twenty eight ten nine) is how you say 99.

Remus is still crying at Passé composé.

[vintagelasvegas]

Opening of Bonanza hotel & casino, July 1967

Star of TV's "Bonanza" show Lorne Greene was the opening headliner Jul. 1-16. Sign designed by James Dix, YESCO.

“I knew Jimmy Dix really well, his office was right down the hallway from mine. He used to go drinking at lunch time everyday, come back just plastered, and then proceed to tell everybody off in the department including the division manager. Then he'd get fired, go back to the bar, get blasted, then come in the next day like nothing happened, and do it everyday like that. He was most productive between 8:00 and 11:00 in the morning and after that it will it was anybody's guess. He was a lot of fun, great guy, great designer – rest in peace Jimmy.” – Brian Poblocki

“Dealt craps there when they opened in July. Lorne Greene didn't do nothing but talk like Shakespeare, and they played the ‘Bonanza’ theme song when he came on.” - Billy Salsbury

[truestoriesinfiction]

Joan (and inside-kassidy)

covered in blue cracks

too aware of what she lacks

he sits in my brain, she snaps—

dopamine’s a cruel master, pulling her back

why does she continue their chats?

[dannyreviews]

Golden Age of Hollywood Actors Born Before (And Including) 1937 Still Alive

This only includes actors that had at least one credited role in a Hollywood feature film or short up to 1959.

Elisabeth Waldo (b. 1918)

Caren Marsh Doll (b. 1919)

Patricia Wright (b. 1921)

Jacqueline White (b. 1922)

Annette Warren (b. 1922)

Ray Anthony (b. 1922)

Tommy Dix (b. 1923)

Eva Marie Saint (b. 1924)

Anne Vernon (b. 1924)

Maria Riva (b. 1924)

June Lockhart (b. 1925)

Lee Grant (b. 1925)

Peggy Webber (b. 1925)

Lise Bourdin (b. 1925)

Brigitte Auber (b. 1925)

Kerima (b. 1925)

Bob Graham (b. 1925)

Terry Kilburn (b. 1926) 

Marilyn Erskine (b. 1926)

Bambi Linn (b. 1926)

David Frankham (b. 1926)

Tommy Morton (b. 1926)

Jill Jarmyn (b. 1926)

Marilyn Knowlden (b. 1926)

Genevieve Page (b. 1927)

Donna Martell (b. 1927)

William Smithers (b. 1927)

Peter Walker (b. 1927)

H.M. Wynant (b. 1927)

Betty Harford (b. 1927)

Cora Sue Collins (b. 1927)

Marilyn Granas (b. 1927)

Ann Blyth (b. 1928)

Nancy Olson (b. 1928)

Peggy Dow (b. 1928)

Kathleen Hughes (b. 1928)

Colleen Townsend (b. 1928)

Marion Ross (b. 1928)

Gaby Rodgers (b. 1928)

Walter Maslow (b. 1928)

Tom Troupe (b. 1928)

Sidney Kibrick (b. 1928)

Garry Watson (b. 1928)

Fay Chaldecott (b. 1928)

Mark Rydell (b. 1929)

Terry Moore (b. 1929)

Vera Miles (b. 1929)

Ann Robinson (b. 1929)

Liseotte Pulver (b. 1929)

James Hong (b. 1929)

Rachel Ames (b. 1929)

Michael Forest (b. 1929)

Vikki Dougan (b. 1929)

Steve Terrell (b. 1929)

Margaret Kerry (b. 1929)

James Congdon (b. 1929)

Betsy Gay (b. 1929)

Jack Betts (b. 1929)

Clint Eastwood (b. 1930)

Joanne Woodward (b. 1930)

Mara Corday (b. 1930)

Nita Talbot (b. 1930)

Taina Elg (b. 1930)

Robert Wagner (b. 1930)

John Astin (b. 1930)

Tommy Cook (b. 1930)

Mary Costa (b. 1930)

Lois Smith (b. 1930)

Will Hutchins (b. 1930)

Peggy King (b. 1930)

Lynn Hamilton (b. 1930)

Don Burnett (b. 1930)

Clark Burroughs (b. 1930)

Robert Hinkle (b. 1930)

Sheila Connolly (b. 1930)

Barbara Bestar (b. 1930)

Rita Moreno (b. 1931)

Leslie Caron (b. 1931)

Carroll Baker (b. 1931)

William Shatner (b. 1931)

Mamie Van Doren (b. 1931)

Robert Colbert (b. 1931)

Barbara Eden (b. 1931)

Angie Dickinson (b. 1931)

Claire Bloom (b. 1931)

Marianne Koch (b. 1931)

Sylvia Lewis (b. 1931)

Carmen De Lavallade (b. 1931)

Zohra Lampert (b. 1931)

Michael Dante (b. 1931)

Ann McCrea (b. 1931)

Jack Grinnage (b. 1931)

Maralou Gray (b. 1931)

Billy Mindy (b. 1931)

Sugar Dawn (b. 1931)

Joanne Arnold (b. 1931)

Joel Grey (b. 1932)

George Chakiris (b. 1932)

Felicia Farr (b. 1932)

Abbe Lane (b. 1932)

Steve Rowland (b. 1932)

Jacqueline Beer (b. 1932)

Colleen Miller (b. 1932)

Joanne Gilbert (b. 1932)

Olive Moorefield (b. 1932)

Neile Adams (b. 1932)

Jacqueline Duval (b. 1932)

Edna May Wonnacott (b. 1932)

Richard Tyler (b. 1932)

Mickey Roth (b. 1932)

Leon Tyler (b. 1932)

Peggy McIntyre (b. 1932)

Christiane Martel (b. 1932)

Elsa Cardenas (b. 1932)

Claude Bessy (b. 1932)

Carlos Fernández (b. 1932)

Kim Novak (b. 1933)

Julie Newmar (b. 1933)

Debra Paget (b. 1933)

Constance Towers (b. 1933)

Joan Collins (b. 1933)

Kathleen Nolan (b. 1933)

Brett Halsey (b. 1933)

Robert Fuller (b. 1933)

Pat Crowley (b. 1933)

Barrie Chase (b. 1933)

Jackie Joseph (b. 1933)

Geoffrey Horne (b. 1933)

Tsai Chin (b. 1933)

Lita Milan (b. 1933)

Vera Day (b. 1933)

Diana Darrin (b. 1933)

Ziva Rodann (b. 1933)

Jeanette Sterke (b. 1933)

Marti Stevens (b. 1933)

Annette Dionne (b. 1933)

Cecile Dionne (b. 1933)

Patti Hale (b. 1933)

Gary Clarke (b. 1933)

Olive Sturgess (b. 1933)

Shirley MacLaine (b. 1934) 

Sophia Loren (b. 1934)

Shirley Jones (b. 1934)

Brigitte Bardot (b. 1934)

Russ Tamblyn (b. 1934)

Pat Boone (b. 1934)

Audrey Dalton (b. 1934)

Tina Louise (b. 1934)

Karen Sharpe (b. 1934)

Joyce Van Patten (b. 1934)

May Britt (b. 1934)

Joby Baker (b. 1934)

Jamie Farr (b. 1934)

Myrna Hansen (b. 1934)

Priscilla Morgan (b. 1934)

Aki Aleong (b. 1934)

Robert Fields (b. 1934)

Dani Crayne (b. 1934)

Donnie Dunagan (b. 1934)

Richard Hall (b. 1934)

Charles Bates (b. 1934)

Marilyn Horne (b. 1934)

Marilee Earle (b. 1934)

Rod Dana (b. 1935) 

Pippa Scott (b. 1935)

Ruta Lee (b. 1935)

Barbara Bostock (b. 1935)

Johnny Mathis (b. 1935)

Leslie Parrish (b. 1935)

Salome Jens (b. 1935)

Yvonne Lime (b. 1935)

Jean Moorehead (b. 1935)

Marco Lopez (b. 1935)

Joyce Meadows (b. 1935)

Richard Harrison (b. 1935)

Christopher Severn (b. 1935)

Richard Nichols (b. 1935)

Carol Coombs (b. 1935)

Nino Tempo (b. 1935)

Patricia Prest (b. 1935)

Dawn Bender (b. 1935)

John Considine (b. 1935)

Jerry Farber (b. 1935)

Clyde Willson (b. 1935)

Bob Burns (b. 1935)

Joel Newfield (b. 1935)

Marlene Cameron (b. 1935)

Lisa Gastoni (b. 1935)

Susan Kohner (b. 1936)

Millie Perkins (b. 1936)

Burt Brickenhoff (b. 1936)

Mason Alan Dinehart (b. 1936)

Anna Maria Alberghetti (b. 1936)

Lisa Davis (b. 1936)

Joan O'Brien (b. 1936)

Richard Harrison (b. 1936)

Tommy Ivo (b. 1936)

John Wilder (b. 1936)

Gary Conway (b. 1936)

Michael Chapin (b. 1936)

Carol Morris (b. 1936)

Fernando Alvarado (b. 1936)

Jack Nicholson (b. 1937)

Tommy Sands (b. 1937)

William Wellman Jr. (b. 1937)

Elinor Donahue (b. 1937)

Paul Hampton (b. 1937)

George Takei (b. 1937)

Margaret O’Brien (b. 1937)

Connie Francis (b. 1937)

Carol Nugent (b. 1937)

Patti Brady (b. 1937)

June Hedin (b. 1937)

Paul Collins (b. 1937)

Maureen Hingert (b. 1937)

Ingrid Goude (b. 1937)

Luciana Paluzzi (b. 1937)

Jocelyn Lane (b. 1937)

[roadtogracelandx45]

Courage Under Fire| Currahee Part 5 | Band of Brothers

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Betsy watched as Olivia turned the final sealed letter from her brother James over in her hands several times. She had been doing that since the night before and it was starting to worry her and the other nurses. 

"Liv? Why don't you open it?" She asked softly as she went over to the head nurse's bunk and sat down on the end of it. 

"I can't." Olivia admitted softly as she stopped turning the letter over and raised her eyes to look at her friend, "It will make the fact that we lost him real. Ever since we were little, James has been Bobby's and my protector. You think Bobby and Edward were bad when it comes to me, Jimmy was worse. He always wanted a baby sister and when I came along.' 

'His wish came true." Adele added as she sat down on the other side of Betsy, Alice had sat next to her friend and clasped her hand in hers to stop the fidgeting.

  The blonde nodded her head in agreement as Lipton opened the door and called them to formation. Olivia tapped her finger against the slanted handwriting before she leaned over and put the letter back in her journal. It just wasn't her brothers' death that was bothering me, it was the whole almost screwing Joe Liebgott in the latrines. She was almost scared of those feelings that he had stirred up. She didn't know if it was lust or if she had fallen in love with him as quickly as she had with Lewis.

"Liv? Are you okay?"  Lipton asked, seeing that she was lagging, normally she was the first one out of the barracks encouraging her girls to hurry it along. "Yeah, Lip, I am okay.' She returned as she stood up, smoothing her hands over the material of her jumpsuit. It was a new uniform for the girls and she wasn't quite used to it yet.  

The Sergeant frowned, he along with several others could tell she wasn't okay but she was acting like she was, 'You know you can talk to me if you want, Liv.' 

 Her bottom lip trembled and she steeled herself, "Thanks Lip. Did he say what we are doing?' 

 'Classroom instruction most of the day. " She offered him a crooked smile and nodded her head, at least he wasn't going to make them be out in the rain, that was the last thing they needed. More colds were going through the platoons and making their way towards the nurses. If one got sick, they all got sick. 

** 

Instead of joining Liebgott and Talbert at their table like she normally would, Olivia opted to sit with Lewis and Dick near the front of the classroom.

 "Wanna talk about it?" Lewis asked, lowering his voice to where only Dick and Olivia could hear. She didn't answer right away, instead, she chewed on the inside of her bottom lip looking at Strayer who had just come into the classroom. 

"We know Liebgott followed you into the latrines." Dick offered up, keeping his eyes on Strayer, he knew that Olivia was a lot like him and didn't like this kind of attention on her. Anything to do with relationships or sex, and they both just shut down. 

"Did you?'  Olivia had expected Lewis to be angry instead he was curious and a little jealous, like he had been when he found out she had been sleeping with Bill after he left for New Year at his parents' house before going to Fort Dix. 

"No, Mary walked in before things could get too far. I think that they have slept together too." 

She answered, the familiar heat of embarrassment crept into her cheeks, and she quickly lowered her eyes to the desk to avoid Strayer's gaze when he looked over at the trio. 

Lewis made a move like he was stretching so he could look over her shoulder at Liebgott who was staring steadily at Olivia's back, willing her to look at him. '

'That may be sweetheart but I think he wants you more.'  

Olivia gave him a look that clearly said she didn't believe a word he said before Strayer called their attention to the front. Lewis dropped his hand onto her thigh and squeezed it, she slipped her hand off the desk and covered his hand with hers squeezing it.

**

"What did you do to Liv?" Tab asked quietly, he had shifted into the empty seat next to him once they realized that she wasn't sitting with them. She had been oddly distant from them since Sobel's raid and Joe following her into the latrines.

 "Nothing." He returned, shifting his gaze from Olivia's back to his friend. 

"Tell him the truth." Mary hissed, she had been upset with him since he had shown clear favoritism to Olivia and had resorted to one or two-worded answers. She had frozen everyone out and had to restrain herself from going up to Liv and causing problems with her. 

"Tell me what truth?" He perked up, he liked hearing how people messed up, and knowing that Joe somehow messed up with Olivia before they even got anything started made him almost happy.

 "That he followed her into the latrines and if I would have walked in, they would have had sex." Floyd's eyes went from his friend to where the Southern Belle was sitting, surprised. Some of the girls were more open to doing stuff while Olivia and Lily were more shy about it. Though he had heard stories about how Olivia and Lewis had been together and the rumors about OCS and how she was in the same barracks as Nixon and Winters. So he wasn't sure what to believe. As if she felt his eyes on her, she glanced back at him and offered him a smile before turning back to the front before Strayer realized he had lost their attention. From the stories they heard, Strayer could be more strict than Sobel and they didn't want to set him off.

**

Adele bounced her knee as she sat next to Bobby at the table behind Talbert, Liebgott, Mary, and Grant, this whole thing made her nervous, she didn't care much about the knowledge stuff, it was the practical stuff that they needed to know. How was this knowledge going to save men's lives? Or even theirs? 

"Addie, relax." Bobby muttered, placing his hand on her knee to keep it from bouncing, "We are almost done and then we will have lunch."

 She glanced at the hand on her knee and then at his face, "I am just going stir crazy. This isn't going to help us at all." 

He knew she was right that the nurses needed to have more practical training whereas the men needed it all. He also knew that the other girls hadn't had any sort of military training like his twin did. 

As soon as their grandfather found out that she was watching, they pulled her into what they were doing. She and Marla both knew how to clean and put together a rifle and fire it. Their great-grandmother Belle once she had heard that Olivia was going into an active war zone, sent her the small pistol that she herself had used during the Civil War shooting the Yankee that tried to sexually assault her and she shot him.

As far as he knew, Olivia had been working on showing the girls how to defend themselves with what they had in their medical bags and if she could teach them how to use handguns or rifles she would. As much as she worried about him, Lewis, and Bill, she would about the girls. And from the looks of it, she was starting to worry about the other boys. 

**

"You going to sit with us Liv?" Tab asked once they broke for lunch and the head nurse was gathering her notebook and pencils to put back in her medical bag. "Yeah, Princess, we missed you," Joe added, causing a pink tinge to cover her cheeks. 

"I don't think Mary will appreciate me being with y'all."  Her green eyes found Mary who was giving her an open hostel look. Like she could take Olivia’s eyes out for being close to Liebgott and Talbert. 

The Sergeant shrugged his shoulders and held his hand out to her, he couldn't care less what Mary thought about Olivia. He enjoyed having her around, she brought a lot of softness to everything and after being surrounded by men for so long, he enjoyed it. 

Fighting a smile, she took his hand in hers and let him pull her to her feet. 

"Why did you hide up front with Nixon and Winters?" He asked settling his arm around her shoulders as they walked towards the mess hall, she shrugged her shoulders, "I needed to as much I love y'all it was for the best."

Talbert stopped them from walking with the others and waved them on, "Why was it for the best? Because you were embarrassed that you got caught almost fucking Joe in the bathroom?" 

Her cheeks flushed angrily and she turned her head away and went to move away from him causing him to click his tongue and move to stand in front of her, his fingers catching her chin to make her look at him while his free arm went around her waist. 

"Or is it because of Mary stopping it?'

She released a breath she didn't know she was holding, "It's just not that Floyd. I am homesick, I miss James and Nick."

He squeezed her hip, Bobby had told them about their two older brothers that they had lost first at Pearl Harbor and then in Midway. He pressed his lips against her forehead and hugged her waist tighter, she didn't need to hear it was going to be okay, she just needed to be comforted.

"I can't open the letter from James, it was the last one that he finished before they took off for the mission. Dick Best sent a letter with it and mentioned that it was and how proud Jimmy was of me." 

"Did Mary try to say anything with that?" Floyd questioned, his dark eyes searching hers, his anger flooding him. 

"No, but Amber did, she said that Jimmy and Nick were both disappointed in me because I slept with Bill and Lewis."

 The anger turned to surprise as he arched his eyebrow, "Ain't nothing with exploring your needs baby. As much as you take care of us, you need to take care of yourself and your needs."

 "Hey, Bean!" Bobby's voice came from the doorway, "Get yer ass in here! They have spaghetti!" 

Olivia laughed and pulled away from Floyd, since living next door to the Guarnere's, they got spoiled almost every Sunday with homemade pasta and sauce. In fact, Augusta started teaching Olivia and Marla how to make it. 

"Comin’, Bobby." She returned, before grasping Floyd's hand in hers and pulling him into the mess hall behind her. 

“Bean?" Floyd laughed, causing her to shrug her shoulders. 

"No idea. My great-great PawPaw started calling me that when I was little. If you call me that." She paused and  turned to point her finger in his face, "Floyd, I will never talk to you again." 

He laughed and held his free hand up, making a mental note to ask Bobby about it, he knew that he would be more likely to tell him compared to Liv. Especially if it came to their great-great-grandfather, the older twin was more likely to open up about it. That and he didn't want to lose her friendship just quite yet, especially with the way she was finding herself standing up to Sobel. Only time would tell how much the girl was going to change.

**

Joe offered Olivia a smile and nudged her with his elbow once she joined him at the table, Talbert steps behind her, giving him a look over her head. Silent telling him not to do anything to mess this up. The two of them were a package deal with Chuck Grant and Mary. He knew the next step of this was going to get Olivia and Mary to get along. That was going to be a feat on its own. 

Bobby, who had sat down across from them, reached out to grab the piece of white bread off of his sister's tray only to get his fingers slapped by her,  "Robert, don't touch."

 "My own sister." He huffed annoyed.

"Don't touch my food."  She pointed her noddle-filled fork at him, "You know better. And Frank.' Through the din of chatter and scraping forks, she heard Frank Preconte, saying it wasn't spaghetti, it was army noodles with ketchup with a mouth full. "Please swallow before speaking."

"And there's the prim and proper southern belle." Bill teased, twisting to look at Olivia who was glared at him.

"You know better too, William. Swallow." His eyes danced mischievously, he wanted to say that they both knew she swallowed but that wasn't the time or place. 

"Ey! Get out of here!' Bill scolded as Hoobler twisted to grab Frank's plate.

 "Boys." Olivia huffed as a whistle blew and Sobel, Amber, and Evans came in, "Orders changed! Easy is running Currahee!" 

'Mother F." The head nurse muttered as she pushed herself away from the table.

 Joe grabbed a hold of her waist and put her in front of him, so he didn't lose her in the crowd. Silently she dropped her hand down and covered his hand with hers. Joe fought off the need to go switch his hand around and twine their fingers together like they had in the bathroom before Mary interrupted them but it was because of her and the fact that Sobel was still in the room, giving Winters a smug look and Olivia's anger flared, she hated that he thought he could get away with this, and he was waiting for one of them to mess up so he could revoke the pass.

They finally had a weekend's pass and they didn't want it revoked at the last second not with Frank and Johnny's brides being in town and not with Joe's date with Olivia on the line. They all needed the time away from Sobel and Amber even if it was for a couple of hours. The girls who had been there for a month had been told about their first pass and how Sobel saw one of the boys dancing without his jacket on and reamed him for it.

"Liv, I swear to god if Amber isn't running Currahee, I am going to be so pissed," Alice complained as she squished into the line in front of her and Joe, her eyes going to their hands and back to her friend's face that clearly said she didn't want to talk about it.

"I know, I am going to be pissed too but there's not much I can do about it."

"That's a load of bullshit, Liv." Johnny Martin said from her side, "You are in charge of the nurses, not Sobel and honestly you letting them two walk all over you is kind of ridiculous."

"What do you want me to do Johnny?" She returned twisting her head to look at him, "Last time I ended up repeating marches and we got passes revoked." "You are a smart girl, you will figure it out and you won't let our passes get revoked." By this time they all knew that Joe was taking Olivia on a date and they all wanted to see if anything would come from it. Most of them were betting that something would.

Olivia knew that Johnny was right and she should take control of her merry band of nurses, she just had to use the newfound confidence to do so.

**

"Sargent Scott, you need to dress out to do the run with us," Olivia ordered once they were outside and she caught sight of Amber standing there.

 "What?" 

"You heard me, Sargent. You need to dress out and run it with us. If I run it, you run it." 

"But."

 "I don't care if you are sucking Captain Sobel's dick, I am the one in charge of the nurses, not him, and you have to do what I say. And if Captain Sobel doesn't like it he can take it up with General Sink and General Forbes." She answered, "Now fall out."

Amber glared at her and then turned to Sobel who was openly gaping at her.

"Do as she says." He muttered, already trying to find a loophole but he wasn't finding one, Olivia was right, she was in charge of the nurses and even Sink and Strayer when they had found out what he had done to the nurses' belongings told him that yes, they were under his command for most things, but they followed the rules of the Nursing Corp more and Olivia was the CO not him, so he couldn't punish them like he did the men and in turn for what he did to them, he got a mark on his record and was told if he did it again, he would be stripped of his rank and Winters would become CO and him the XO and he didn't want to give that control up to Winters.

**

"I am going to be sick.'  Betsy complained as they started up the hill, the girls for the first time were sticking together instead of being spread out through the group. Mostly because of the tell signs of the men being sick. For a lot of the girls, including Olivia who could handle blood and guts, if she heard or saw someone being sick like that, they would get sick too. 

"Bets, I love you but," Olivia paused to fight off the rising wave of nausea, "please shut up." 

She didn't know any better she was sure that Sobel did this to them on purpose, he wanted to see if he could weed out any of the weaklings who hadn't already dropped out due to the stress of trying to keep up with the stress of the training and the stress of being under Sobel. But those who were remaining seemed to be stubborn and stupid enough to stay and keep going on with the torture that was the paratrooper training.

They had just gotten to a curve where the nausea got to be too bad causing Olivia to veer to the side and empty her stomach out into the bushes. 

"Liv? You good?" Alice asked pausing to leave the ranks but Liv held out her hand to stop her, "I am fine, keep going, I will be right behind you."

 Alice hesitated, unsure if she wanted to leave her behind but she knew better than to not take an order from her so she turned and started up the hill again.

Olivia coughed several times to make sure she didn’t throw up again, her mind racing a million miles a minute. She knew that they couldn’t keep going like, if they went into combat with Sobel a lot of them would be killed and there was nothing really they could do about it. 

Slowly an idea started forming in her head, it would take a lot of work but if she did it right it would work. Smirking, she hustled over to the girls again. 

Just in time to hear Sobel taunt Bull, 'Private Randleman, you look tired, there's an ambulance waiting for you at the bottom of the hill." 

"Ali,' Olivia warned seeing her hand curl into a fist, "Bull won't react, and neither should you." 

"But is it okay for you to react?" She returned as Sobel's voice rose, "No pain, No more Currahee. No more Captain Sobel."

 "Liv? What's with that look?" Betsy asked from her other side as she used the sleeve of her PT shirt to clean off the remaining sickness off of her mouth, "I don't like that look."

 "Don't worry about it Bets." She returned as George Luz started singing, "We pull upon the risers, we fall upon the grass." 

It started out slowly just within the row where George was with Bull and several others then it started working its way back through the other platoons back to the nurses who between coughs and pants started singing. 

"Liv, seriously, I don't like that look," Betsy complained, she was worried that her friend was going to get into trouble.

"I wouldn't worry about Liv,' Alice panted, "She always knows what she is doing. And now is no different."

*** 

Bobby wasn't necessarily thrilled when he heard that his sister was going on their weekend pass with Liebgott, but at the same time, he knew that he couldn't tell her no. She would just do it all behind his and Edward's back like she had with their parents when she and Bill started dating and deep down he knew that he and their other brothers wanted Olivia to be happy, she had spent so much of their childhood and all of their teenage years putting others in front of her.

Himself included.

 "Hey Liebgott, got a second?" He asked as he finished tucking his tie into his shirt.

"What's up, Bobby?" Joe returned, his dark eyes going from the open door where they could hear the laughter coming from the nurses who were slowly gathering at the end of the barracks to him.

"I know you are going with my sister tonight, just do me a favor and don't hurt her."

"I would never." Joe was actually being honest about that, if it had been any other nurse or even Mary, he would never promise such a thing, he would fuck them and then leave them,  but because it was Olivia and he wanted her more than anything in the world, he was willing to promise it. 

"Good, because if you hurt her, I will kill you, and Edward and Lee will help me hide your body." Bobby returned with a smirk. Lee was their third oldest brother and was in the Marines along with their brother Daniel and was fiercely overprotective of Olivia, Marla, and Katie. Even more so than Bobby and Edward. 

"And I will help.' Talbert added the night before he had guard duty with Olivia and learned a lot about her and about the Stewart family and felt oddly protective of her. Not in the  I want to date you way but in this girl is my friend and I want to make sure she is okay type of way. 

"I won't," Joe assured them before stepping out of the barracks and heading over to the nurses, his breath catching in his throat when his eyes landed on Oliva who for the first time he had known her, she wasn't in her uniform, she was dressed in civilian clothing, her hair was down was hanging down in loose curls compared the victory curls that the other girls had. He cleared his throat and took a step forward.

"Liv," Betsy commented, inclining her head towards Joe, the head nurse turned around and offered him a bright smile.

"Ladies," He greeted before holding his hand out to Olivia, "You ready Princess?"

  Warmth spread through him when her eyes twinkled and the dimple in her cheek deepened at the pet name and she stepped forward taking his hand. 

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Daisy teased from where she was standing with Evie, Adele, Ruthie, and some of the boys from Dog Company. 

"Oh, honey," Olivia returned teasingly as Joe twined their fingers together, not caring that Mary was staring hostilely at them. "I am planning on doing everything you would do and more."

Since she had taken control over the girls again and brought Amber back in line, her confidence soared and it felt good. The confidence made her feel like she could go do anything and everything. 

"That's my girl." The blonde teased, causing her to wink and blow a kiss. 

Laughing, Joe steered her away from her nurses, "What exactly do we miss when you lot are together?"  

“A lot of girls talk.” She returned, “A lot of which is centered around you boys. Who would date who if fraternization was okay.”

  The interest he was willing to fake turned into real, he had been expecting it to be like pulling teeth to get her to talk about anything other than training, “Oh, and who would you date?” 

She was quiet for a moment as he pulled her through the crowd of men from Dog and Fox company towards the long winding road that led to town, “You were at the top of my list, Nix and Tab right behind you.” 

“Really?” He smirked; it was surprising that he was at the top of her list given the rumors surrounding her and Lewis, “What about Winters? You two seemed awfully cozy.” 

“Dick?” She laughed, “We are just friends, I was moved into the barracks with him and Lew in OCS after my fight with Amber, he helped me through James’ death. Besides, the man is shy. He walked in on Lew and me once and he went red. Like redder than his and Malarkey’s hair.”  

“Walked in on you and doing what?”  He paused and moved to where he was standing in front of her, their clasped hands resting against her lower back, causing butterflies to fill her belly like they had two days prior. 

“Same thing we were doing before Mary walked in but I was mostly clothed.” 

“My sweet Liv isn't as sweet as she seems.” He teased enjoying the pink tinge that covered her cheeks. 

“Oh? So I am yours?” She returned, causing him to pull her to him, chest to chest, his dark eyes searching hers. 

“You say the word princess, I would make it happen.” The teasing was gone and the serious, almost angry Joe that she had come to know in the last month and half was in front of her. “Well?” 

“I, um,” She stammered, not sure how to react to this. He was so different from Lewis, who she could always tell when he was teasing her. Joe not so much. Maybe that’s what made her so interested in him. 

Smirking, Joe brushed his lips against her, first soft almost feather like then again, firmer and full of want. 

She whined when she felt his hardening cock pressing against her, her free hand making a desperate path up his arm and shoulder to fist in his dark hair.

A low groan met her ears as he pulled her tighter against him, wishing suddenly that they were alone and he could make love to her. 

“Get a room Liebgott.’ Skinny Sisk commented as he and Amelia, the nurse who replaced Louise who had to leave due to a family emergency, walked past them.  

“Shut up Sisk.” He returned pulling away from Olivia’s mouth, his dark eyes studying her face, her cheeks were flushed pink, and her eyelids were fluttering, her chest was heaving against his from trying to catch her breath. 

“Remember Livvy, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Daisy teased as she followed the rest of the group before turning to Ruthie and France telling them to pay up. 

“Were they really taking bets on if we wouldn’t make it to  town before this happened?” She asked, causing Joe to nod his head and press his lips against her forehead. He had to rally to get those without pulling her into an alleyway. 

“Figures, my brothers did the same thing with me and Lew.”

 “What is the deal with you two?” He asked pulling away from her to lead her into town, “He’s more of a shadow to you than Bobby is.” 

“Let’s not talk about that tonight. There’s a lot to it and it’s really heavy, and we have enough heavy right now.”  

He nodded his head, he wasn’t going to press it not now not when he was so close, that was something for them to discuss down the line. 

**

“Mary, come on.’ Chuck Grant called seeing the brown-haired girl staring after the couple who disappeared into the diner.  She wanted to go after them and spy or try and get involved in it or both. She knew that she and the other girls were easily replaceable and that Sobel would do anything and everything he could to get rid of them and she had worked too hard to leave now. 

“Don’t worry too much about that.” Bobby commented as he joined them, his jacket already undone and tie loosened, “My sister isn’t ready to settle yet, after everything that our mother put her through and having to uproot our lives to take care of Fredrick,” The older twin shook his head as if to rid himself of the bad memories. 

“Not to mention the stuff with Bill.” Talbert commented, “Sides isn’t there something going on with her and Nixon?’ 

“You could say that.” He started pulling out the flask that had been gifted to him by the Nixon family when he graduated high school and a promise to go to Ireland to stay in the family castle when the war was with.  

His sister on the other hand got the diamond earrings she was wearing that night and an offer to pay for her nursing school again, after the war. 

Stanhope and Doris had been informed of the lie that Lewis told Katherine to stop any sort of crazy plans that she had for Olivia and Marla and decided that if Olivia was their pretend daughter-in-law, then they had every right to spoil her.  

“What aren’t you telling us?” Mary prodded, they had all known him well enough to know that there was more to the story than what he was saying. 

“Our mother hates Olivia and our younger sister Marla. She never wanted daughters, to her sons were more valuable. When Liv and I were born, Katherine thought she took the spotlight off of her.” The man may have been standing there with them but his expression looked hundreds of miles away, “And in a way she did, she was the first granddaughter. “ He paused again, “Before we moved back to South Philly after Fredrick got to be too much for her to take care of on her own.”  She almost broke down when Fredrick threw things at her, cursing her, telling her she wasn’t Lydia, it broke his heart. All Liv wanted was to help him out, and she got treated like that, “Katherine came to visit with this man that was old enough to be our grandfather and wanted to have Liv marry him for his money.” 

Talbert, who had been silently flirting with Ruthie, one of the nurses from Dog Company turned to look at him surprised, “Seriously?” 

Bobby nodded his head again, “Olivia refused, said that she would join the convent that Aunt Cissy was at then marry someone that she didn’t love. She is a hopeless romantic that girl.” He rolled his eyes, “I think that’s why she was so enamored by Lewis. And him with her. He came swooping down the same week that this happened and was Liv’s escort to that goddamn debutante ball.” 

“Liv? A deb?” Talbert was floored and he couldn’t wait to see the couple and give Olivia a hard time for it. As much as Olivia was a lady, he couldn’t see her being a deb and doing all of that. 

“There are pictures, pretty sure if you ask Liv, she has them with her.’ Bobby shuddered, he had to be involved with it and hated every moment of it, even after Lewis started passing around the flask. 

“But what does that have to do with them now?” Mary asked, “Nixon is like her shadow.” 

Bobby shrugged his shoulders as he took another swig off of the flask, “Your guess is as good as mine. All I know is that she stopped the wedding when he was going to marry Kathy.”

Mary, who had been quiet throughout the whole thing, paused, “Are they together?” The older twin who was raising the flask to his mouth froze, his sister would kill him for bringing this up, "Not necessarily, they made a deal that if she is still single at 21 they would actually get married."

"What do you mean actually?" Talbert asked. 

"Lewis told this huge white lie about how they got married after Liv stopped the wedding so she didn't have to marry Davis down the line." While Mary looked at this like a victory, Talbert and Grant understood why Lewis did this; he wanted to save her from a loveless marriage and get her heart broken over and over again. If they had the choice they would've done the same thing.

"Mare, don't." Bobby started as if he could read what was going through her head, "She already has enough on her plate without you fucking things up for her."

**

“Who’s your friend Joe?” The waitress asked as she came up to the table with a flirty smile on her face. She made sure that every time that one of the men from Easy Company came in she was the one that waited on them. And Joe, Talbert, Bobby, and Grant in the few weekend passes that they had quickly became her favorites. 

“This is Liv.” Joe returned as he pulled Liv into the booth next to him, his hand going to her knee stubble hint that he wasn’t there to flirt or do anything else. Liv was his date. “She is the head nurse and is Bobby’s twin sister.” 

“This is the waitress that my brother was talking about?”  Olivia asked,  the familiar Charleston dialect met Hannah's ears as she tapped her pencil against the notepad, her smile fading, wondering what was exactly said when they all left town.

"Mhmm," Joe agreed, causing her to squint her eyes and study the girl before nodding her head.  "Makes sense, Bobby always goes for the pretty girls." 

Hannah brightened  at the girl's statement, "We heard Bobby had a sister, we just didn't know that she was going to be here with us."

"He wasn't expecting me to be here either."

"But we are damn glad that you are here." Joe threw in, his eyes fully on Olivia who offered him a bright dimpled smile. The warmth spread through him again and he slid his hand closer to the hem of her skirt but her hand grasped his wrist stopping it. 

"Stop.' She mouthed causing him to grin and capture her mouth with his. She laughed against his mouth and pushed his shoulder to push him away from her, "You are trouble."

"I know.' He returned, pressing another kiss to her mouth, if they could have gotten away with staying at camp away from all the prying eyes and Sobel, he would have opted to stay there with her instead of being with the crowd. She had been the only girl that he had ever met that made him want to do that. Not even Mary, the woman that held his attention for two weeks before the nurses arrived or any of his previous ex's made him want to do that.

Hannah huffed annoyed before jotting down their drink order and going back to the kitchen area to get them.

"I don't think she is necessarily a fan of me being with you." Olivia started as she released his wrist. "Oh well," He shrugged as he trailed his hand under her skirt touching her bare skin. "Joe.' She warned, but made no moves to stop him, "Behave."

"Babe, I hate to tell you, but I never behave." He went to press his lips against hers again and was stopped by a tiny voice yelling, "Auntie Bean!" She pulled away quickly, and smiled, "Eddie!" She slipped out of the booth and scooped her nephew into her arms, and rained kisses on his face causing him to giggle and try and push away from her.

"Where's your daddy and mama?" The little boy pointed a chubby finger behind him toward the door, sure enough, Olivia's oldest brother and his wife were standing by the hostess stand waiting to be seated.

 Samantha had caught sight of the man in uniform waiting for her and raised a questioning eyebrow, Edward had said something about Olivia going out with one of the boys in her platoon but she didn't think she was actually serious about it, her eyes searched out the man who had slid out of the booth as well to talk to her son who was staring at him, wide-eyed.

"I really hope she knows what she is doing." Edward sighed, "Joe is a known womanizer, he hooked up with the girl in his platoon and a couple of the waitresses here."

"I think your sister will surprise  you.' His wife returned as Olivia sat their son back on his feet and set him running back to them, "If she can get Lewis to want to change his ways, why not with Joe?" 

The older Stewart shrugged his shoulders watching as his sister slid back into the booth with Joe, he didn't want to admit his worry that his sister was going to get her heart broken by Joe and she would have to be constantly around him and have that reminder that he just wanted her for sex.

**

**

Joe caught Olivia's fingers in his hand as they settled at the table with Floyd, Grant, Skinny and several others had been at, and studied the rings that she had on her ring finger; he had noticed them before but never thought to ask about them. "The top one is from Lewis, it was a birthday present." She started using her free hand to point at the band with the dark red stones, "It caused a lot of problems between him and Kathy and me and her. She found it in his bag and assumed it was for her like she did with the earrings and necklace."

"God damn, Princess, what did you do to deserve this kind of stuff?" He questioned after a low whistle causing her to drop her hand onto his crotch and caressed his hardening dick.

"Fuck."He hissed lowly, "Careful.'

She turned her head and pressed a kiss to his cheek as her fingers caught his zipper.

"Liv."

"The other one is from Bill.'

 She carried on like they were having a normal conversation, "A promise more or less that he was going to do better and try and win me back." Her fingers pulled down the zipper and slipped inside grasping his length.

Growling lowly, Joe fisted his hand into her wavy hair and brought their mouths together kissing her, as she worked her hand up and down his length. 

A clearing throat broke Joe away from Olivia's mouth with a groan, he had been so close to cumming  and the fact that they had been interrupted pissed him off.

 "What?!" 

Floyd's laughter caused his anger to soar and Olivia to blush and bury her beet-red face into his neck. 

"Not funny Talbert. At all." Joe huffed as he pressed his lips against the top of Olivia's head.

"Sorry, but Liv's brothers are coming and I am sure she doesn't want them to see how wild she can be." Floyd returned, dropping into the seat next to her.

 Still blushing wildly, Olivia pulled away from Joe's neck and looked at their friend, "Thanks Floyd."

He nodded his head and pointed a finger to his cheek causing her to roll her eyes and lean over and kiss it. 

"Staying out of trouble?" 

 The lazy smirk pulled on the corner of his mouth, "Never.' 

"Why do all the men in my life say that?" She questioned, her eyes searching out first her twin brother who was with Adele sitting cozily together in the corner booth to where Lewis was at with Peacock and Khein and then to Bill who was with Evie fighting.

 "I swear, I spent half of high school pulling Bobby out of trouble and then in OCS pulling Lewis out of it." 

"Well, that's what wives should do for husbands." Mary's voice came as she joined them at the table.  

Floyd straightened when he felt Olivia tense, her fingers curling around the handle of the mug of beer tightly, "We aren't married." 

"That's not what your brother told us." She returned, flipping her brown hair over her shoulder smugly. 

'Did he also tell you that Lewis made it up to save me and our younger sister Marla from marrying someone old enough to be our grandfather? That our mother is so money and power-hungry that she doesn't care about her daughters well being and happiness? That was she okay with us possibly dying?" 

Joe had straightened as well looking between the two girls, he was surprised that Olivia was going to keep this from him after everything that they had shared with each other only an hour earlier. If he was a better man, he would have felt guilty about being with another man's wife, legal or not but he wasn't. He wanted her so much that he was willing to overlook this fib. But there was part of him that was furious that she didn't tell him earlier. 

Why was that too heavy to discuss? 

Mary almost looked stunned, she hadn't expected Olivia to stand up for herself like this, she had expected to be able to steamroll her into leaving Joe alone. This Olivia was different from the one she had grown accustomed to.  She didn't know if it was a good difference or a bad one. 

"Did he tell you that Kathy was a total bitch and that's why I stopped it?" Olivia's voice raised to where it alerted Lewis of what was going on and he came over to the table. 

"Liv? You good?" His hand went to touch her shoulder but she flinched away, for the first time, ever. 

"What in the hell happened?" He ordered. 

'Apparently, you two are married." Joe returned, his own anger that had been simmering from being interrupted and the fact that Mary had to bring this up. 

"So?" The 2nd Lieutenant questioned, a part of him wanted to back Olivia up and confirm what she was saying and the other part of him wanted to cause chaos and with the Vat .69 going through him he decided that it was the best option. "She may be my 'wife' but I am not going to stop her from doing whatever or whoever she wants. Even if it's you."

"Lewis!' Olivia exclaimed surprised, she couldn't believe that he was acting like this. 

"What? Liv, it's the truth, you know and I know it." 

"What's wrong with me?" Joe asked standing up, his hand wrenching free from Olivia's.

"Joe." She started standing up as well, putting herself between the two as if by their own free will, Joe's hands went to her hips and rested there pulling her back towards him, covering the fact that his fly was still undone. Thankfully, he had tucked himself back in when Olivia removed her hand, so they wouldn't really have a clue about what was actually going on other than making out, "Nothing is wrong with you. Lewis is just drunk.' 

"Am not." 

"Lewis, I know you as well as I know myself." Olivia started, 'You are drunk and you need to sober up.' 

"If I wanted someone bossy, I would have married Kathy. Not someone who is okay with being a slut." 

Joe's fingers tightened on her hips almost painfully and Bobby, who had just joined the group after putting it off, inhaled sharply. "Lew, that's enough." 

"If you wanted someone who would treat you badly and use you just for your money, then you should have married Kathy. You could have stayed at the church but you followed me, you were the one that thought up the whole oh, let's pretend we are married to piss off Katherine. Not me. You could have said no and left at any time." Olivia's voice trembled with hurt and unshed tears before she extracted herself from Joe's embrace, "But you didn't.  You agreed to wait until I was 21 if I didn't meet anyone else."

 The emotions that she had been holding onto for so long started bubbling up and she was afraid that she wasn't going to be able to push them back down.  

"I am um going to go back to base."  Her voice trembled as she turned to press her quivering lips to Joe's cheek, "I am sorry, I will make it up to you."  

"I will go back with you, Lieutenant." Ruthie, who had been sitting next to Floyd offered. "No honey, you stay and have fun. I will be okay."

[jpbjazz]

LÉGENDES DU JAZZ

TRUMMY YOUNG, DE JIMMIE LUNCEFORD À LOUIS ARMSTRONG

‘’But I never did deviate too much from my original style. But you incorporated certain things. Without changing the style. You don’t even know you’re doing it. If you play with a guy like Dizzy and a guy like Bird, you’re bound to pick up a few things automatically. You don’t realize you’re picking ’em up.’’

- Trummy Young

Né le 12 janvier 1912 à Savannah, en Georgie, James Osborne "Trummy" Young a grandi à Richmond, en Virginie, et à Washington, D.C. Fait à signaler, Young avait d’abord joué de la trompette et de la batterie durant son enfance même s’il avait amorcé sa carrière professionnelle comme tromboniste en 1928.

DÉBUTS DE CARRIÈRE

A l’âge de dix-huit ans, Young avait joué successivement avec les Hot Chocolates de Booker Coleman, des Hardy Brothers et des groupes d’Elmer Calloway et Tommy Myles. C’est dans le cadre de sa collaboration avec Myles que Young avait acquis son surnom de ‘’Trummy.’’ À l’automne 1933, l’arrangeur Jimmy Mundy avait quitté le groupe de Myles pour se joindre à l’orchestre d’Earl Hines et avait emmené Young avec lui. Au cours de son séjour de trois ans et demi dans le groupe de Hines, Young, qui était reconnu pour sa capacité de jouer de très hautes notes, avait augmenté la portée de son trombone et avait démontré énormément de puissance. Young avait participé à sept sessions d’enregistrement avec Hines, et s’était notamment illustré comme soliste sur les pièces “Take It Easy”, “Bubbling Over”, “Madhouse”, “Copenhagen” et “Cavernism.” 

Young avait quitté le groupe de Hines en 1937 pour se joindre à l’orchestre de Jimmie Lunceford à New York. Devenu rapidement une des grandes vedettes du groupe, Young avait notamment interprété un solo impressionnant sur la pièce “Annie Laurie’’ lors de son premier enregistrement avec l’orchestre. Lors de la session suivante, datée du 6 janvier 1938, Young avait ajouté une autre corde à son arc en s’illustrant tant comme soliste que comme chanteur sur la chanson “Margie�� qui avait remporté un grand succès. Le solo de Young, qui se terminait sur une des hautes notes dont il s’était fait une spécialité, avait été imité plus tard par de nombreux trombonistes. Même si la pièce “Margie” avait été composée en 1920 et avait été un grand succès tant pour le Original Dixieland Jazz Band (la pièce avait été co-écrite par le pianiste J. Russell Robinson et le parolier Con Conrad) que pour le chanteur Eddie Cantor, c’est la version de Young qui était demeurée la plus connue.

Young était resté une des grandes vedettes de l’orchestre durant son séjour de cinq ans avec Lunceford. En plus d’avoir interprété plusieurs solos avec l’orchestre, Young avait co-écrit avec l’arrangeur Sy Oliver les pièces “Tain’t What You Do It’s The Way That You Do It (It's the Way That You Do It)”, qui avait été un grand succès à la fois pour Lunceford et pour Ella Fitzgerald en 1939, et “Easy Does It.’’ Même si Young avait surtout été identifié comme tromboniste, il avait également chanté sur plusieurs enregistrements de Lunceford dont ‘’Cheatin’ On Me”, “The Lonesome Road”, “Ain’t She Sweet”, “I Want The Waiter With The Water”, “Whatcha Know, Joe” et “Easy Street.’’ Parallèlement à sa collaboration avec le groupe, Young avait aussi participé à une session avec Billie Holiday et Teddy Wilson comprenant le grand succès “Let’s Dream In The Moonlight.” En 1942, Young avait d’ailleurs co-écrit avec le saxophoniste et arrangeur Jimmy Mundy et le parolier Johnny Mercer la chanson “Trav’lin’ Light” qui était devenue par la suite un des grands succès de la chanteuse.

Young avait éventuellement quitté l’orchestre de Lunceford en 1943. À l’époque, le groupe traversait une période de déclin. Il faut dire que la réputation de Lunceford battait de l’aile, car il avait la réputation de ne pas toujours bien payer ses musiciens. À trente et un ans, Young avait donc décidé qu’il était temps d’aller voir ailleurs et de partir à son compte.

Même si Young était reconnu à l’époque comme un musicien de swing au style très mélodique, il était assez polyvalent pour pouvoir évoluer dans une grande variété de contextes. En plus de se produire comme leader, Young avait aussi été membre de l’orchestre de Charlie Barnet durant environ un an. Parmi les membres du groupe de Barnet, on retrouvait plusieurs futurs membres du célèbre First Herd de Woody Herman. Cité dans l’ouvrage Swing to Bop d’Ira Gitler publié en 1987, Young avait expliqué: “Barnett wouldn’t keep a band but so long. When the band got popular, he broke it because he said it was interfering with his pleasure.”

Young avait dirigé une première session comme leader le 7 février 1944. La même année, il avait également enregistré avec le batteur Cozy Cole (dans le cadre d’une session qui comprenait sa composition “Thru’ For The Night” enregistrée avec Coleman Hawkins et Earl Hines), le Billy Eckstine Orchestra, Una Mae Carlisle, Charlie Shavers et Don Byas (dans le cadre d’un V-Disc comprenant une version du classique “Rosetta”). Au cours de cette période, Young avait aussi été un collaborateur régulier de l’émission de radio de la chanteuse Mildred Bailey.

Même si Young avait très peu modifié son style au cours des années, il avait eu peu de difficultés à s’adapter au bebop. Young était d’ailleurs un assidu des clubs de la 52e rue. Grâce à son grand ami le batteur Kenny Clarke, Young avait été présenté à de grands noms du bebop comme Dizzy Gillespie et Thelonious Monk. Il avait aussi enregistré avec les Clyde Hart All-Stars (avec qui il avait chanté quatre chansons), qui comprenaient à l’époque Gillespie et Charlie Parker. Le 9 août 1945, Young avait fait une apparition avec Gillespie sur la version originale de la pièce “Salt Peanuts.’’ Durant la même session, Young avait également collaboré à l’enregistrement de la pièce ‘’Be-Bop’’, la version modernisée du standard “I Can’t Get Started’’ et du classique “Good Bait’’ de Tadd Dameron (qui avait travaillé comme arrangeur avec Lunceford). L’année 1945 avait d’ailleurs été très active pour Young, qui avait fait partie de l’orchestre de Boyd Raeburn avec Gillespie comme artiste invité (sur le classique ‘’A Night In Tunisia’’) et du big band de Benny Goodman. Il avait aussi enregistré avec les groupes de Georgie Auld, Johnny Bothwell, Al Killian et Roy Eldridge, tout en dirigeant sa propre session de swing. Évoquant sa collaboration avec Gillespie, Young avait commenté:

‘’The guys would say, “Let’s do something to trick these guys” So Dizzy had an apartment around on Seventh Avenue, and we all hung around there because Lorraine [Dizzy’s Wife] used to cook. And they started working on different chord progressions to keep these guys out of there. And they wouldn’t tell ’em what tune it was. It might be “I Got Rhythm,” but the chord progressions would be different. They did it to run these guys off there. And they used a lot of technique with it.’’

En 1946, Young avait poursuivi sur sa lancée en enregistrant avec le big band de Benny Carter, le clarinettiste Tony Scott, Buck Clayton, Illinois Jacquet, Tiny Grimes, Jimmie Lunceford (dans une session qui comprenait une nouvelle version du classique “Margie”) et Billy Kyle. Il avait également dirigé deux sessions comme leader. La même année, Young avait participé à la tournée de Jazz at the Philharmonic (JATP), tout en collaborant avec Billie Holiday, Lester Young, Buck Clayton, Coleman Hawkins et Buddy Rich. En 1947, Young avait fait une nouvelle tournée avec JATP tout en participant à des jam sessions avec les saxophonistes Dexter Gordon et Wardell Gray et le trompettiste Howard McGhee. Mais cette activité débordante était trompeuse: après avoir enregistré avec le big band de Gerald Wilson, Young n’avait pas enregistré durant une période de cinq ans.

En réalité, l’absence de Young des studios d’enregistrement n’était pas si mystérieuse. En 1947, Young avait épousé une femme originaire d’Hawaïï, où il n’avait d’ailleurs pas tardé à s’établir. Après avoir relancé sa carrière d’accompagnateur, Young avait formé un groupe de swing et de Dixieland à Honolulu.

Young était finalement revenu sur les feux de la rampe en septembre 1952 après avoir reçu une offre de se joindre aux Louis Armstrong All-Stars. Avec le groupe d’Armstrong, Young avait pris la relève de Jack Teagarden (qui avait été le tromboniste de la formation de 1947 à 1951) et de Russ Phillips (qui avait occupé les mêmes fonctions durant quelques mois).

Young s’était joint au groupe d’Armstrong juste à temps pour participer à une tournée en Scandinavie. La tournée avait remporté tellement de succès que Young était immédiatement devenu un élément essentiel du groupe, dont il avait fait partie durant une période de onze ans. Avec les All-Stars, Young avait joué aux côtés de grands noms du jazz comme les clarinettistes Bob McCracken, Barney Bigard, Edmond Hall, Peanuts Hucko et Joe Darensbourg, les pianistes Marty Napoleon et Billy Kyle, les contrebassistes Arvell Shaw, Milt Hinton, Dale Jones, Squire Gersh, Mort Herbert, Irv Manning et Bill Cronk, et les batteurs Cozy Cole, Kenny John, Barrett Deems et Danny Barcelona.

Durant son séjour avec les All-Stars, Young avait également fait des apparitions dans quelques films avec Armstrong, dont The Glenn Miller Story (1954) et High Society (1956). À la même époque, Young avait aussi participé aux plus importantes réalisations d’Armstrong. Parmi celles-ci, on remarquait des albums en hommage à W.C. Handy (sur lequel il avait interprété une version du standard ‘‘St. Louis Blues’’), et Fats Waller, une performance avec le New York Philharmonic, les tournées mondiales des All-Stars, un album avec Duke Ellington, et la revue The Real Ambassadors de Dave Brubeck. Au cours de cette période, Young avait également participé à l’enregistrement des versions originales des classiques “Mack The Knife” et “Hello Dolly.” Young avait également accompagné les All-Stars lors de 9e édition de la Cavalcade du Jazz, qui avait eu lieu au stade Wrigley Field de Los Angeles en juin 1953.

Parallèlement à son travail avec les All-Stars, Young avait aussi fait des apparitions sur des albums du trompettiste Buck Clayton en 1954, collaboré à un hommage posthume à Jimmie Lunceford en 1957, et à un album du Lawson-Haggart Band. Il s’était aussi produit avec le trompettiste Teddy Buckner dans le cadre du Dixieland Jubilee qui avait eu lieu à Los Angeles en 1958.

Peu après le succès remporté par la chanson “Hello Dolly” en 1964, au grand désappointement d’Armstrong, Young avait finalement décidé d’abandonner les tournées et de retourner à Hawaïï. En 1952, Armstrong et son gérant Joe Glaser avaient rendu hommage à Young en ces termes:

“Swing-based trombonist wanted to join the Louis Armstrong All-Stars. Must be a brilliant and flexible player, have experience working with strong leaders, and have a cheerful personality both on and offstage no matter what the circumstances. Familiarity with Louis Armstrong’s repertoire is a plus along with the ability to make every song and routine sound fresh and lively despite how many times they have previously been performed. Must enjoy traveling and be in excellent physical shape because there will be many lengthy tours. And most of all, the trombonist must love being in a supportive role because, although there will be individual features, the main purpose is to uplift the music of Louis Armstrong.”

Faisant le bilan de sa collaboration avec Armstrong, Young avait commenté: ‘’What I loved about Louis was he was melodic. I’ve always been a melodic guy; I’ve always loved melodic things. I’ve never been a guy that played a lot of exercises and things of this sort, but I’ve always been a melodic player. Now, I’ve looked at various styles of playing. Now, Bird, with all the playing he did, it was melodic. Stop and think of that.’’

DERNIERES ANNÉES

Au cours des vingt dernières années de sa vie, Young avait travaillé avec différents groupes à Hawaïï, tout en dirigeant à l’occasion ses propres formations et en participant à des tournées en Europe (notamment avec Chris Barber en 1978). Il avait également fait une apparition à la Grande Parade du Jazz à Nice, en France, au début des années 1980.

Young retournait aussi parfois aux États-Unis pour participer à des événements spéciaux comme après la mort de Louis Armstrong en 1971. Même s’il avait peu enregistré au cours de cette période, son style était demeuré intact, comme on peut le constater sur des albums comme 1971 Colorado Jazz Party, A Night In New Orleans (1973), ses enregistrements comme leader A Man & His Horn (1975) et Yours Truly (dans lequel il avait été réuni avec Barney Biggard en 1978) ou ses albums plus récents avec le pianiste Billy Dodd en 1983-84. Même si Young reconnaissait que le fait d’avoir travaillé dans différents styles musicaux l’avait influencé, il était toujours demeuré fidèle à lui-même. Il précisait:

‘’But I never did deviate too much from my original style. But you incorporated certain things. Without changing the style. You don’t even know you’re doing it. If you play with a guy like Dizzy and a guy like Bird, you’re bound to pick up a few things automatically. You don’t realize you’re picking ’em up. And every once in a while you hear a guy say, ‘Hey! Trummy! I didn’t know you played modern things!’ I say, ‘I don’t’. He’ll say, ‘Well, listen to this. And he’ll play something that I just without thinking unconsciously played because it’s so imbedded in my mind from hearing it with these guys.’’

Young avait contibué de se produire sur scène jusqu’à la fin. L’une de ses dernières performances lui avait permis de jouer aux côtés de  Billy Butterfield, Kenny Davern et Eddie Miller dans le cadre du Peninsula Jazz Party en juillet 1984. Young est mort à Honolulu deux mois plus tard, le 12 septembre, à la suite d’une hémorragie cérébrale. Il était âgé de soixante-douze ans. Ont survécu à Young ses deux soeurs, son épouse Sally Tokashiki et ses deux filles Andrea (qui était devenue chanteuse de jazz) et Barbara. Selon une biographie de Young publiée dans le magazine Awake en juillet 1977, le tromboniste avait adhéré aux Témoins de Jéhovah en 1964.

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SOURCES:

‘’Trummy Young.’’ Wikipedia, 2024.

‘’Trummy Young, 72, Is Dead;Jazz Trombonist and Singer.’’ New York Times, 12 septembre 1984.

YANOW, Scott. ‘’Trummy Young: Profile in Jazz.’’ The Syncopated Times, 30 juin 2023.

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