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104th Training Corps...

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Actors in alphabetical order: part 1(A-D), part 2, part 3

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Anne Hathaway Anya Taylor-Joy Asia Argento Astrid Berges-Frisbey Boran Kuzum Camille Rutherford

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Carla Juri César Domboy Callum Turner Cate Blanchett Charity Wakefield Charlie Rowe Chiara Mastroianni Christian Bale Christoph Waltz

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Dagmara Dominczyk Dan Stevens Ella Purnell Emily Blunt Ezra Miller Raffey Cassidy Rebecca Emilie Sattrup Rose Byrne Roxane Duran

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Frances O'Connor Gemma Arterton Hannah Taylor-Gordon Hattie Morahan Hugh Dancy Isabelle Adjani

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Izzy Meikle-Small James Norton Jane Birkin Joanne Whalley Lucy Boynton Jim Caviezel Monica Keena Nicolas Duvauchelle Sally Hawkins

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Adriana Tarábková Dakota Fanning Elle Fanning Gaia Weiss Gwyneth Paltrow Kirsten Dunst Léa Seydoux Pia Degermark Roxane Mesquida Rosamund Pike Samantha Gates Sophia Myles

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Annabelle Wallis Austin Butler Carey Mulligan Guy Pearce James Frain Katie Parker Kate Siegel Olivia Cooke Rachel Hurd-Wood Soko Sujaya Dasgupta Tom Cruise

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Adèle Exarchopoulos Anna Maxwell Martin Charles Dance Emma Williams Gillian Anderson Ian Somerhalder Imogen Poots Matthew Rhys Natalie Press Nina Dobrev Paul Wesley Tamzin Merchant

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Anna Friel Catherine Mouchet Déborah François Dominic West Frédéric Noaille Joséphine Japy Kevin Kline María Valverde Paz Vega

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Ben Whishaw Clémence Poésy Elliot Grihault Emilia Fox Joseph Morgan Lambert Wilson Michelle Dockery Phoebe Fox Sophie Okonedo Tom Hiddleston Tom Hughes Tom Sturridge

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Calista Flockhart Charlotte Gainsbourg Christina Giannelli David Strathairn Felicity Jones Fu'ad Aït Aattou Greta Scacchi Helena Bonham Carter Holliday Grainger Michelle Pfeiffer Rupert Friend Sophie Marceau

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Angela Bassett Brooke Carter Cillian Murphy Danylo Kolomiiets Katie McGrath Keeley Hawes Maria Bonnevie Marta Gastini Miriam Giovanelli Olivia Hussey Oscar Isaac Peter Plaugborg

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Ben Barnes Ben Chaplin Bill Skarsgård Iben Akerlie Jakob Oftebro Jo Woodcock Lily-Rose Depp Reese Witherspoon Ruth Wilson Samantha Soule Tess Frazer Virginie Ledoyen

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Cary Elwes Colin Firth Daniel Day-Lewis Emilia Verginelli Hannah James Jonah Hauer-King Loli Bahia Lorenzo Balducci Rebecca Hall Robin Wright Rupert Everett Willa Fitzgerald

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Annes Elwy Claire Danes Eliza Scanlen Freddie Fox Hugh Jackman Kathryn Newton Louis Partridge Maya Hawke Romola Garai Samantha Mathis Trini Alvarado Winona Ryder

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Douglas Smith Eric Bana Gizem Karaca Jessica Brown Findlay Kenneth Branagh Kit Harington Millie Brady Natalie Dormer Poppy Delevingne Rachel Weisz Rosy McEwen Sam Claflin

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Aubri Ibrag Christina Hendricks Connie Jenkins-Greig Guy Remmers Henry Cavill Imogen Waterhouse Josie Totah Mia Threapleton Olivia Hallinan

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Essie Davis Fahriye Evcen Justine Waddell Natalia Sánchez Monica Bellucci Penelope Cruz Piper Perabo

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Alicia Vikander Alida Baldari Calabria Christopher Abbott Emma Stone Jasmine Blackborow Kim Rossi Stuart Lili Reinhart Louis Cunningham Margaret Qualley Marine Vacth Mark Ruffalo Mélanie Thierry Ramy Youssef Scarlett Johansson Sydney Sweeney

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Antonia Clarke Cameron Monaghan Heather Graham Isolda Dychauk Laoise Murray Madelaine Petsch Olivia Colman Sophie Turner Vanessa Redgrave

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Claire Holt Emily Mortimer Jennifer Beals Kelly Macdonald Lena Headey Perdita Weeks Ruta Gedmintas Sarah Bolger Sting

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Berrak Tuzunatac Burcu Ozberk Cansu Dere Deniz Cakir Melisa Sozen Merve Bolugur Saadet Aksoy Yasemin Allen

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Alina Kovalenko Anastasiya Ostreinova Anna Sagaydachnaya Dorota Delag Kseniya Mishina Oleksii Yarovenko Olena Lavrenyuk Taras Tsimbalyuk Veronika Shostak

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To do list:

Christopher Gorham under development (The Other Side of Heaven 2001) Harry Melling - The Pale Blue Eye 2022 Nora Arnezeder - Angélique 2013 Isabella Heathcote - Pride and Prejudice and Zombies Eleanor Worthington-Cox in Gwen (2018) Julie Delpy - La passion Béatrice 1987,  Frankenstein 2004, Trois couleurs: Blanc 1994, The Three Musketeers 1993 Nastassja Kinski - Revolution (1985), Tess 1979 Julia Ormond - Young Catherine 1991, First Knight 1995, Legends of the Fall 1994 Laura Donnelly - Beowulf: Return to the Shieldlands, Britannia, Outlander Morena Baccarin in Stargate Isabella Celani - A Room with a View 1985 Neve McIntosh - Gormenghast 2000 Kate Beckinsale - Much Ado About Nothing 1993 Sarah Felberbaum as Maddalena in Medici

✦Francesca Annis

Wives and Daughters 1999 — under development

Volker Bohnet — Ludwig 1973 Romy Schneider — Ludwig 1973, Sissi 1955 Helmut Berger — Ludwig 1973

✦Ethan Erickson

Dorian 2003— under development

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A hard-nosed cop reluctantly teams up with a wise-cracking criminal temporarily paroled to him, in order to track down a killer. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Jack Cates: Nick Nolte Reggie Hammond: Eddie Murphy Elaine: Annette O’Toole Haden: Frank McRae Albert Ganz: James Remar Luther: David Patrick Kelly Billy Bear: Sonny Landham Ben Kehoe: Brion James Rosalie, Hostage Girl: Kerry Sherman Algren: Jonathan Banks Vanzant: James Keane Frizzy, Hotel Desk Clerk: Tara King Lisa, Blonde Hooker: Greta Blackburn Casey: Margot Rose Sally: Denise Crosby Candy: Olivia Brown Young Cop: Todd Allen Thin Cop: Bill Dearth Big Cop: Ned Dowd Old Cop: Jim Haynie Detective: Jack Thibeau Plainclothes Man: Jon St. Elwood Ruth: Clare Torao Policewoman: Sandy Martin Bob: Matt Landers Cowboy Bartender: Peter Jason First Cop: Bill Cross Second Cop: Chris Mulkey Parking Lot Attendant: Marcelino Sánchez Road Gang Guard: Bennie E. Dobbins Road Gang Guard: Walter Scott Road Gang Guard: W.T. Zacha Prison Guard: Loyd Catlett Prison Guard: B. G. Fisher Prison Guard: Reid Cruickshanks Duty Sergeant: R. D. Call Hooker: Brenda Venus Hooker: Gloria Gifford Torchy’s Patron: Nick Dimitri Torchy’s Patron: John Dennis Johnston Torchy’s Patron: Rock A. Walker Gas Station Attendant: Dave Moordigian Security Guard: J. Wesley Huston Cop with Gun: Gary Pettinger Bar Girl: Marquerita Wallace Bar Girl: Angela Robinson Witherspoon Bartender: Jack Lightsy Henry Wong: John Hauk Interrogator: Bob Yanez Leroy: Clint Smith Gang Member: Luis Contreras Cowgirl Dancer: Suzanne M. Regard Vroman’s Dancer: Ola Ray Vroman’s Dancer: Bjaye Turner Indian Hooker: Begonya Plaza Film Crew: Original Music Composer: James Horner Producer: Lawrence Gordon Editor: Freeman A. Davies Production Design: John Vallone Director of Photography: Ric Waite Editor: Mark Warner Writer: Walter Hill Casting: Judith Holstra Editor: Billy Weber Producer: Joel Silver Sound Editor: John Dunn Sound Editor: Tim Mangini Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Donald O. Mitchell Costume Design: Marilyn Vance Sound Editor: Teri E. Dorman Supervising Sound Effects Editor: Richard L. Anderson Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Rick Kline Executive Producer: D. Constantine Conte Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Gregg Landaker Makeup Artist: Edouard F. Henriques Makeup Artist: Michael Germain Supervising Sound Effects Editor: Stephen Hunter Flick ADR Editor: Mark A. Mangini Stunt Double: Terry Leonard Stunts: Nick Dimitri Writer: Roger Spottiswoode Writer: Larry Gross Writer: Steven E. de Souza Set Decoration: Richard C. Goddard Hairstylist: Dagmar Loesch Stunt Double: Vince Deadrick Jr. Stunts: Tony Brubaker Special Effects: Joseph P. Mercurio Stunts: Bruce Paul Barbour Stunts: Larry Holt Stunt Double: John Sherrod Stunts: Jerry Brutsche Stunts: Billy C. Chandler Stunt Driver: Conrad E. Palmisano Stunt Coordinator: Bennie E. Dobbins Gaffer: Carl Boles Stunts: Walter Scott Movie Reviews: John Chard: You switch from an armed robber to a pimp, you’re all set. A hard as nails cop reluctantly teams up with a wise-cracking criminal temporarily paroled to him, in order to track down an escaped convict cop killer. The mismatched buddy buddy formula exploded onto the screen here in a ball of violence, profanity and pin sharp one liners. It also launched Eddie Murphy into 1980s stardom. Directed by Walter Hill and starring Nick Nolte alongside Murphy as part of an electrifying black and white double act, it’s unrelenting in pace and bad attitude. It could have been so different though, with the likes of Stallone, Reynolds, Pryor and Hines attached at various times for lead parts, it now is written in folklore that Murphy got the break and grasped it with both hands (he was actually fired at one point mind!). Thankfully the problems behind the scenes were resolved to give us a classic of its type. A big success for Paramount it paved the way for more choice same formula pictures in the decade, but few were able to be so course and daring with the racial divide explosions. Murphy is outstanding, quick as an A.K. 47 in vocal d...

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LYONS TOWNSHIP HIGH SCHOOL G. H. WILKINSON, PRINCIPAL LA GRANGE, ILLINOIS March 7, 1916 To the Honorable Laurence [struck through] W. [/struck through] Y Sherman, Washington, D. C. Dear Sir: We the undersigned, students of the Civics classes in Lyons Township High School, having studied the merits of the Keating-Owen Child Labor Bill, feel that we should like to aid in some small measure such a worthy cause. We therefore respectfully petition that you use your influence and vote in favor of the bill, as such action on your part would give us great satisfaction and also greatly endure you to this community. [handwritten names] Florence Bratt H. J. Ryan Esther Christie Al. Tiffany. Norton Conklin S. W. Bilby Mildred Dahlieu Alex S. Carlson Merton Dull Dorothea W. Clover Nina Gilbert Esther Cummings Ralph French Everett W. Davis Newell Ford Clover L. Kline Maurice Dopp Edmond F. Shulsberg Webster Hawley Wallace E. Fey Harry Holmes Mildred Fililing [?] Elschieu [?] Hoberman Josephine Farrell R. L. Kilts [?] F. C. Meyer Ruth McKay R. F. Murphy. Regina Murphy

source: [Letter from Lyons Township High School Students Supporting Keating-Owen Child Labor Bill]

Keating-Owen Child Labor Act (1916) This act limited the working hours of children and forbade the interstate sale of goods produced by child labor. The Supreme Court later ruled it unconstitutional.

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Astrological Outlook and Personality Analysis for Those with a May 25th Birthday

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 Assuming your birthday is on May 23, your zodiac sign is Gemini May 23 - character and character character: impartial, unobtrusive, generous, shameless, forceful, testy; calling: social scientist, instructor, attorney; colors: cyan, greenish blue, war vessel dark; stone: cimfano; creature: mollusk; plant: strawberry; fortunate numbers: 3,5,15,30,53,56 very fortunate number: 29 Occasions and observances - May 23 Mexico: Understudy's Day. "Disclosure of the Bდ¡b", sacred day in the Baha'i schedule. Worldwide Day for the Annihilation of Obstetric Fistula May 23 VIP Birthday. Who was conceived that very day as you? 1900: Franz Neumann, German legislator. 1903 - Charles William Morris, American savant. 1905: Renდ© Cდ³spito, Argentine artist and entertainer (d. 2000). 1905: Ramiro Ledesma Ramos, Spanish lawmaker and author (d. 1936). 1906: Lucha Reyes, Mexican artist (d. 1944). 1908: John Bardeen, American physicist, 1956 Nobel Prize victor in Physical science and 1972 (d. 1991). 1908: Annemarie Schwarzenbach, Swiss columnist (d. 1942). 1910: Franz Kline, American painter (d. 1962). 1910: Artie Shaw, American jazz clarinetist and guide (d. 2004). 1912: Jean Franდ§aix, French author (f. 1997). 1917: Jorge Gottau, Argentine minister (d. 1994). 1917: Edward Lorenz, American mathematician and meteorologist (d. 2008). 1919: Ruth Fernდ¡ndez, Puerto Rican artist (d. 2012). 1919: Luis Papic Ramos, Chilean lawmaker (d. 1990). 1923: Alicia de Larrocha, Spanish musician (d. 2009). 1924: Karlheinz Deschner, German antiquarian, pundit and writer (d. 2014). 1925: Joshua Lederberg, American geneticist, 1958 Nobel Prize Victor (d. 2008). 1926: Joe Slovo, South African Jewish socialist legislator of Lithuanian beginning (d. 1995). 1927: Calorie counter Hildebrandt, German nightclub craftsman (d. 2013). 1928: Rosemary Clooney, American vocalist and entertainer (f. 2002). 1928: Nigel Davenport, English film and TV entertainer (d. 2013). 1930: Friedrich Achleitner, Austrian author. 1930: Jordi Solდ© Tura, Spanish lawmaker (d. 2009). 1931: Josდ© Luis Coll, Spanish comedian and author (f. 2007). 1933: Joan Collins, English entertainer. 1934: Robert Moog, American innovator (d. 2005). 1940: Cora Sadosky, Argentine mathematician (d. 2010). 1940: Gდ©rard Larrousse, French dashing driver and group director. 1942: Josდ© Pastoriza, Argentine soccer player and specialized chief (f. 2004). 1944: John Newcombe, Australian tennis player. 1944: Lena Nyman, Swedish entertainer (d. 2011). 1946: Rodolfo Aicardi, Colombian vocalist lyricist of well known music (f. 2007). 1947: Ann Hui, Hong Kong movie producer and screenwriter. 1949: Moncho Alpuente, Spanish author, artist and columnist (d. 2015). 1949: Alan Garcდ­a, Peruvian legislator, leader of his country. 1951: Anatoly Karpov, Russian chess player. 1952: Anne-Marie David, French vocalist. 1952: Federico Trillo, Spanish lawmaker. 1953: Enzo Trossero, Argentine footballer and mentor. 1956: Ursula Plassnik, Austrian lawmaker. 1957: Jimmy McShane, Northern Irish vocalist (d. 1995). 1958: Drew Carey, American entertainer. 1958: Thomas Reiter, German space traveler. 1959: Ryuta Kawashima, Japanese neuroscientist. 1961: Lucდ­a Galდ¡n, Argentine vocalist (Pimpinela). 1965: Manuel Sanchდ­s, Spanish soccer player. 1965: Tom Tykwer, German movie chief. 1965: Melissa McBride, American entertainer. 1967: Luis Roberto Alves "Zague", Mexican soccer player. 1967: Phil Selway, English artist, of the band Radiohead. 1969: Laurent Aiello, French motorsport driver. 1971: George Osborne, English government official. 1972: Rubens Barrichello, Brazilian engine hustling driver. 1972: Sebastiდ¡n Cordero, Ecuadorian producer. 1973: Santiago Eximeno, Spanish essayist. 1974: Gem, artist and American entertainer. 1974: Mდ³nica Naranjo, Spanish artist. 1974: Sebastiდ¡n Wainraich, Argentine entertainer, jokester and TV have. 1974: Marდ­a Soledad Rosas, Italian-Argentine revolutionary aggressor. 1976: Antonio Naelson Sinha Matias, Mexican-Brazilian soccer player. 1976: Kelly Monaco, American entertainer. 1976: Emiliano Spataro, Argentine engine hustling driver. 1977: Sergio Mur, Spanish entertainer. 1978: Scott Raynor, American drummer, of the band Squint 182. 1978: Mauricio Martდ­nez, entertainer, artist and Mexican artist. 1978: 2-D, lead artist of Gorillaz 1980: Miren Ibarguren, Spanish entertainer. 1981: Gwenno Pipette, English artist (The Pipettes). 1982: Malene Mortensen, Danish artist. 1983: Heidi Reach, English vocalist (Sugababes). 1983: Alex Shelley, American expert grappler. 1983: Silvio Proto, Belgian footballer. 1983: Natalia Hernდ¡ndez Rojo, Spanish writer. 1984: Adam Wylie, American entertainer. 1984: Hugo Almeida, Portuguese soccer player. 1988: Angelo Ogbonna, Italian footballer. 1991: Lena Meyer-Landrut, German vocalist. 1997: Rui Tanabe, Japanese voice entertainer and artist.

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Some more Modern-ish AU redesigns

With some newbies.

Sandra(One of Floch’s Friend)

Ruth D. Kline(The Cadet, Annie apologizing to)

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Letter from Lyons Township High School Students Supporting Keating-Owen Child Labor Bill, 3/7/1916

“We the undersigned, students of the Civics classes in Lyons Township High School, having studied the merits of the Keating-Owen Child Labor Bill, feel that we should like to aid in some small measure such a worthy cause.”

Series: Committee Papers, 1889 - 1946

Record Group 46: Records of the U.S. Senate, 1789 - 2015

Transcription:

LYONS TOWNSHIP HIGH SCHOOL

                                                                        G. H. WILKINSON, PRINCIPAL

                                                                         LA GRANGE, ILLINOIS

                                                                                 March 7, 1916

To the Honorable Laurence [struck through] W. [/struck through] Y Sherman,

     Washington, D. C.

Dear Sir:

     We the undersigned, students of the Civics classes in Lyons Township High School, having studied the merits of the Keating-Owen Child Labor Bill, feel that we should like to aid in some small measure such a worthy cause.

     We therefore respectfully petition that you use your influence and vote in favor of the bill, as such action on your part would give us great satisfaction and also greatly endure you to this community.

[handwritten names]

Florence Bratt                                                     H. J. Ryan

Esther Christie                                                    Al. Tiffany.

Norton Conklin                                                  S. W. Bilby

Mildred Dahlieu                                                 Alex S. Carlson

Merton Dull                                                          Dorothea W. Clover

Nina Gilbert                                                         Esther Cummings

Ralph French                                                       Everett W. Davis

Newell Ford                                                         Clover L. Kline

Maurice Dopp                                                     Edmond F. Shulsberg

Webster Hawley                                                Wallace E. Fey

Harry Holmes                                                    Mildred Fililing [?]

Elschieu [?] Hoberman                                  Josephine Farrell

R. L. Kilts [?]

F. C. Meyer

Ruth McKay

R. F. Murphy.

Regina Murphy

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I ALSO love Pirates of Penzance pls summarize it :D

OKAY!! God bless you and @thatrandomfiend for instantly indulging me XD

So, the plot of this absolutely amazing comic opera by Gilbert and Sullivan kicks off with the coming of age of our hero, Frederick. He’s 21, he’s done with his apprenticeship...to pirates, thanks to his nurse mishearing his dad’s orders. And since he’s 21, he can now follow his Lawful Good nature and, uh, become a cop. It’s okay, the Pirates of Penzance are a famously understanding bunch.

No seriously, they are. They’re all orphans, so they’ve pledged never to attack other orphans. Word got out, which means somehow everybody they attack turns out to be an orphan, but life be like that sometimes.

Freddie peaces off to shore with his nurse, whom he’s going to marry as she’s the only woman he’s ever seen. But hark! Gasp! Behold yonder sight! What could it be?? I can but quote the show: “A bevy of beautiful maidens!!”

Freddie has an epiphany, and also an epic fight with his erstwhile nurse/fiancée: this old crone LIED to him about women!! There are beautiful women in the world and he can have one!! He doesn’t have to marry her after all!! He casts her off in indignation and goes forth to meet the beautiful maidens.

Being a Lawful Good hero, he confesses his terrible past as a pirate to them and begs for help in becoming a Better Man. The maidens, all daughters of a major general, are Frightened by this dreadful pirate...except the youngest and loveliest, Mabel. Mabel promises to help Freddie reform and informs him he’s allowed to love her. Freddie’s life is looking up, folks!

Except they get attacked by pirates! These are beautiful women, all clearly wife material—especially our heroine Mabel, who scolds the pirates and warns them that the girls’ father is a major general and the pirates had Better Not.

The MG himself appears and sings perhaps the most famous patter song of all time (“I am the very model of a modern major general”), and pleads with the pirates not to steal his daughters and leave him bereft in his old age.

And then. Well. These are the Pirates of Penzance and they have a very famous weakness. The MG summons up tears and a pathetic tale of orphanhood. Works like a charm: the pirates not only give up on the whole kidnapping-a-bride scheme, they make the MG and Co honorary pirates!

Pirates leave, MG has a crisis of confidence because (gasp) he lied about being an orphan, but we’re not gonna worry about that because the police enter the scene to pursue those dastardly pirates, led by our boy Freddie. They’re “encouraged” by the MG’s daughters, who applaud them for facing nearly certain death so bravely...and by “applaud”, I mean they sing graphically about the horrible death the police face and tell them “good for you!! :D” while the cops visibly wilt. Good times, good times.

But then. We hit a snag.

His nurse/fiancée, Ruth.

She is a woman scorned. She is a woman hurt. And what does a scorned woman do, but rain down heck? (G&S, forgive me for swearing.)

Ruth and the pirate captain figure out Frederic was apprenticed to the pirates until his 21st birthday. Birthday. Not year. And this being G&S, that ambiguous wording comes into play with the revelation that Frederic was born on Leap Day...so he’s not actually 21, he’s only 5 and a little bit over.

Freddie is Lawful Good. Freddie understands this contract. With Mabel promising to wait faithfully for him (for uhhhh the next 80 years? GIRL), he goes back to the pirates. And being Lawful Good and also a pirate now, he feels obliged to inform the captain that the MG lied about being an orphan.

Do I reveal the ending now?? I feel like I shouldn’t; I feel like I should tell people that there’s a version with Kevin Kline and Angela Lansbury that is Magnificent and the whole opera is an absolute joy and entertainment and y’all should go watch it...and find out how things wrap up.

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“South Sea Stories”  v1 #1, December 1939     cover by Rod Ruth

South Seas Dictator by S. Gordon Gurwit

Even the Worm Turns by David Wright O’Brien

Blood Will Tell by Henry J. Kostos and Otis Adelbert Kline

Two Men and a Girl by E, C. Bennett

Queen of the Pirates by Lyle D. Gunn

The Strange Treasure of Ah Mun by Bertrand Shurtleff

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The Faja Essays.

May 22, 2020

We have all met people along the way who have influenced our lives. If I were to do a “top ten” of those who influenced mine, Garry Faja, my high school buddy who died last summer, would be high on the list. The son of working class parents whose father emigrated from Poland and repaired machinery at the Rouge plant, Garry went on to become the President and CEO of St. Joseph Mercy Health System. Recently, I and four or five of Garry’s friends and former healthcare profession colleagues were asked to write essays for a book about him being compiled by a friend from his grad school days at U-M. It is intended to be a keepsake for Garry’s only child. I was honored to be asked to contribute stories about Garry’s early life. Because several people who follow this space knew him well, I’ve posted the portion I wrote below:

First Impressions.

I had heard of Garry when he was an eighth-grader during the 1960-61 school year at St. Barbara’s grade school, near Schaefer and Michigan in East Dearborn. I was also in the eighth grade, attending St. Alphonsus school, just a mile or two to the north. Garry and I both had neighborhood reputations as athletes at our respective schools.

St. Al’s, however, had a much more successful CYO sports program than St. Barbara’s. We won our divisional football championship in the fall, going undefeated; we won our divisional basketball championship in the winter, going undefeated again; and we were 6 and 0 in the league in baseball that spring when we played Garry’s St. Barbara team on a sunny May afternoon at Gear Field.

That’s when--BAM--it happened: “Down go the Arrows…down go the Arrows…to Dearborn St. Barbara’s.” An old news clip from The Michigan Catholic, a popular weekly newspaper in those days, included the following snippet about CYO baseball that spring: “Dearborn St. Barbara’s came through with the upset of the week by knocking off St. Alphonsus, 11-8. St. Alphonsus still holds first place in the Southwest Division with a 6-1 mark.”

Neither Garry nor I could ever recall how either one of us performed on the field that day. We did recall, however, that we both looked forward to joining forces and playing sports together in high school. St. Barbara did not have a high school; St. Alphonsus did. Garry had long planned to enroll for his freshman year (1961-62) at St. Al’s, where his brother had been a track star, one of the top high school hurdlers in the state.

When we began high school in the fall of ‘61, I recall standing in the middle of the playground with my close friend Anthony Adams, along with Sam Bitonti and Patrick Rogers. I remember looking over to Calhoun, the side-street on which the high school was located, and noticed a small procession of cars dropping off new students from St. Barbara’s: twins Jim and Mike Keller, Sue Hudzik, Margo Tellish (Garry’s grade school girlfriend) and the “big fella” himself.

At the urging of Garry’s mother, Jim, Mike and Garry wore white shirts to school that day. “The boys” and I, on the other hand, wore multi-colored shirts (mine was purple), skinny ties, tight pants and pointed shoes. Looking like “the Sharks” from West Side Story, we approached the new kids, welcomed them to St. Al’s and shook their hands.

I’ve long thought that the way we were each dressed that day—Garry in his white button-down, me in my bold attire—portended the essence of what we would ultimately take away from each other at the completion of high school: for me, a determination to go about things the right way; for him, a touch of edginess.

The Person. The Scholar. The Athlete.

I never knew anyone who didn’t like Garry Faja. Unless, that is, you count a hulking bruiser by the name of “Bucyk” from Ashtabula, who elbowed our buddy Tony Adams in the chest and tried to intimidate us on the street at Geneva-on-the-Lake, Ohio. (Thank God we talked our way out of that one.) Otherwise, all the guys, girls, parents, nuns and coaches of the St. Al’s community loved Garry. He commanded respect on every level—for his heart, his intelligence, his athletic prowess.

Garry was a born leader. Despite being the “new guy,” he made such a good early impression in high school that he was elected president of the freshman class. He was a member of the student council all four years. And he was elected president of our senior class.

Garry was an excellent student, a member of the National Honor Society. He was neither class valedictorian--that was Lorraine Denby--nor the salutatorian--that was my girlfriend, Leslie Klein—but he had an extraordinary ability to “figure things out,” enabling him to excel at algebra, trigonometry, chemistry, the sciences. Moreover, he was highly disciplined. He had what our parents called “stick-to-it-tive-ness,” and it served him well at everything he did.

Garry was an organizer, a strategic thinker, who rallied for increased student attendance and crowd participation at high school games, involvement in a big-brother/big-sister-type mentoring program by seniors for freshmen, as well as causes he believed in. For example, it was Garry, with support from senior class leaders such as Larry Fitch, Vince Capizzo, Tony Adams and myself who compiled a list of “Ten Demands” that were presented to the school principal, Sister Marie Ruth, on behalf of the Class of ’65. It was, essentially, a protest against what we perceived to be unreasonable rules and disciplinary actions created by the priests and nuns of St. Alphonsus: single-file lines and “no talking” during change of class; locked school doors on sub-zero mornings during winter; mandatory daily Mass attendance, etc.

It was a daring, out-of-the box challenge to religious authority for a bunch of Catholic high school kids in those days. Predictably, our demands went nowhere and we were disciplined by having to stay inside the school for two weeks during recess, and, ironically, forbidden to attend daily Mass for two weeks. (The nuns showed us, I guess.)  

Sometimes I wonder whether our youthful backlash, with Garry at the forefront, was an early tip-off to the kind of student thinking that morphed into the free-speech movement and anti-war protests that developed on college campuses across the country a year or two later.

As highly as Garry is remembered as a person and leader by St. Al’s Class of ’65, he is recalled by “old Arrows” for his basketball playing ability. He was a starter on the JV squad from day one of his freshman year. However, it took just a few weeks for the coaches to realize that he was talented enough to help the varsity. In Coach Dave Kline’s last year at St. Alphonsus, Garry was moved up to the varsity where he became “sixth man,” before being designated a starter at mid-season. That was big stuff, really big stuff, for a freshman at our school.

So what kind of player was Garry?

A mini-version of former U-M standout Terry Mills, in my estimation. He was a shade under 6’2” tall…thick-skinned…had a nice 15-foot jump shot…and an ability to use his derriere to “get position” under the basket. Any former St. Al’s player would tell you that Garry had game and a distinctive way of gliding up and down the court. For some reason, he also suffered severely sprained ankles more often than any other young athlete I have ever known.

Garry and I were starters together for three years under Coach Ron Mrozinski and were elected co-captains as seniors. Garry once said, “Lenny, we gotta be the team’s one-two punch.” I had speed and quickness, often stealing the ball at mid-court, and would dump it off to Garry who could be counted on to fill the lane. If he came up with the ball after the other team turned it over, I was to beat my man and streak toward the basket, expecting to receive the ball from Garry. We pulled that stuff off dozens of times each year. But we never realized our dream of winning the Catholic League’s A-West Division title and competing in the Catholic League tournament at the U-D Memorial Building (now called Calihan Hall).

However, Garry was named to the Dearborn Independent’s all-city basketball team after his senior season in 1965, a particularly special honor when you consider that St. Al’s had an enrollment of just 450 students, while most other first-teamers and “honorable mentions” on the all-city squad came from Class A schools with enrollments approaching 2,000 (Fordson, Dearborn High and Edsel Ford).

Happy Days at Camp Dearborn.

It was prime time for Dearborn during the early-to-mid ‘60s. The city had idyllic neighborhoods, spilling over with kids from the baby boom generation. The Ford Rouge plant was pumping out record numbers of vehicles, including an all-new “pony car” called the Mustang. And it owned Camp Dearborn (in Milford, 30-35 miles away), over 600 acres of rolling land with several man-made lakes, devoted to the recreational interests of Dearborn residents.

One of Camp Dearborn’s attractions was a narrow tract of land along the Huron River, designated for tent camping by teenagers. Dubbed “Hobo Village,” it was “chaperoned”—if you want to call it that--by a couple of disinterested college kids who worked day jobs, cleaning up the camp, and who lived in their own tent on the river.  As 15-year-olds in the summer of ’62, Garry and I got our first taste of independence when we camped there together for a week.

We set up a large tent, with two cots inside, that my Dad had purchased at a garage sale. We hung a Washington Senators pennant to decorate its interior. And we subsisted on Spam and eggs that we cooked in a Sunbeam electric fry pan (we had access to electricity) that my Mom let us borrow.

Every evening we’d cross the camp on foot en route to the Canteen for the nightly dances. We’d get “pumped” every time we heard “Do You Love Me” by the Contours playing in the distance. Our goal, of course, was to meet “chicks,” and we attended the dances for seven straight nights. However, I don’t recall that we ever met a girl. Or even mustered the courage to ask one to dance.

But that all changed in the summer of ’63.

Camp Dearborn had another, larger camping area for families called “Tent Village,” featuring hundreds of tents built of canvas and wood, set on slabs of concrete, each equipped with a shed-like structure that housed a mini refrigerator, mini stove and shelves for storing staples. The mother of our classmate, Patty O’Reilly, agreed to chaperone a tent full of St. Al’s girls, next to the O’Reilly family tent, while Tony’s mother, Mrs. Adams, agreed to chaperone a tent full of boys, next to the Adams family tent.

Tony, Vince Capizzo, Larry Fitch, Dennis Belmont, Garry and I occupied one tent. Our girlfriends occupied the other. Much to my amazement, my parents allowed me to take their new, 1963 Pontiac Bonneville coupe to camp for the week. So we had everything we needed—hot chicks, a hot car, rock ‘n’ roll, the dances and secret “make out” spots in the camp (Garry’s girlfriend at the time was a cute blonde St. Al’s cheerleader, Donna Hutson). It all made for perhaps the happiest days of our teenage lives.

And we did it all over again in the summer of ’64.

During both years we were involved in shenanigans galore: We threw grape “Fizzies” into the camp’s swimming pool…we switched out a hamburger from Vince’s hamburger bun and replaced it with a Gainsburger (dog food)…and one afternoon we took my Dad’s Bonneville out to a lonely, two-lane country road, just outside of General Motors’ proving grounds in Milford, where we floored the accelerator and topped out somewhere north of 100 mph. It scared the shit out of us when we hit a bird in mid-flight that splattered all over the windshield. Thank God for laminated safety glass. Thank God we lived to tell the tale.

Which brings me to the “edgy” side of the teenage Garry Faja.

Stupid Stuff We Did.

When Garry came to St. Al’s, my circle of friends became his circle of friends. And an eclectic group it was. Some were college bound kids. Some were mischievous pranksters. A few were borderline juvenile delinquents. None of us, including Garry, were immune to peer pressure. Consequently, we did some pretty stupid things. Here are a few examples:

The Toledo Caper--On a snowy Friday night after a basketball game during our sophomore year in high school, Garry, Jim “Bo” Bozynski and I trudged down Warren Avenue in our letter jackets, headed for Bo’s house, with the intention of ordering a pizza.

It was, perhaps, ten o’clock at night as we crossed the field in front of Bo’s home on Manor in five-inch-deep snow. As we looked ahead, Bo surmised that because the house looked dark, his parents were already in bed and likely asleep. That’s when he hatched a plan:

Bo proposed to enter the back door of his house, go to the kitchen and retrieve the keys to the Bozynski’s ’58 Mercury sedan. Then, he, Garry and I would quietly open the garage door, push the Merc down the snow-covered driveway and out to the street, where we would start the car…and head for Toledo.

Neither Garry nor I objected to the idea. Ultimately, the plan worked to perfection.

However, we were just 15 years old and had not yet obtained our driver’s licenses. Plus, Bo grabbed a bottle of Bali Hai wine that he had stashed in the garage. And, the snow kept falling…then turned to rain. We drove through slop and glop on Telegraph Road, made it to I-75 and took turns at the wheel between gulps of cheap wine as the windshield wipers labored to clear the mounting sleet piling up on the windshield.

I was sitting in the back seat, the bottle of Bali at my side, when the car slid out of control in the middle of the southbound freeway, somewhere in the downriver area. I don’t recall whether it was Bo or Garry who was driving at the time. But I do recall that the car made a 360, sliding across two lanes of freeway, before coming to an abrupt stop in a snow bank on the side of the road.

We got out of the car. No one had hit us. Miraculously, we had not hit anyone or anything. There was no damage to the Bozynski’s family car. That’s when three stupid teenagers got back into the vehicle, reversed course, headed for Dearborn, killed the engine as we turned into the Bozynski’s driveway, silently pushed the Merc back into the garage, and turned in for the night at Bo’s.

No one was ever the wiser.

The Speeding Ticket—Both Garry’s parents and mine were strict disciplinarians when it came to girls and dating, but they rarely said no whenever we asked to borrow the car. We had already turned 16 when on a beautiful June day we took a bus downtown, filled out some paperwork (or maybe took a test) and obtained our drivers’ licenses. My Dad used his old ’58 Chrysler to get to work that day and let me have the Bonneville for our use when I got home. So, Garry, Larry and I jumped in the car and headed to Rouge Park for some joy riding. As usual, we disconnected the speedometer and took the “breather” off the carb so that the exhaust would make a throatier sound when we put the pedal to the medal. When we got to the park, I turned the wheel over to Garry. It was not as though he ordinarily had a heavy foot, but he did that day. I doubt that Garry was at the wheel for more than a few minutes when he spotted the red flasher of a Detroit cop car in the rear-view mirror. We pulled over. The policeman was all business…and gave Garry a ticket for speeding. Garry’s parents were furious that afternoon when he got home and explained what had happened. Garry went to court and lost his license for 30 days.

The Stolen Cadillac--It was a beautiful summer evening and we were playing our usual game of pick-up basketball in the alley between Tony’s house and Schaefer Lanes. As I recall, four of us were just shooting around—Garry, Tony, Butch Forystek and me. Someone looked up and noticed that a 1963 Cadillac Coupe de Ville had turned off the side-street, Morross, and was slowly making its way up the alley. It stopped in front of us. Our pals, Joe McCracken and Gary “the Bear” Pearson, jumped out of the car. Turns out that the Caddy had been parked in front of a store, with the keys in the ignition. Joe and Bear got in, fired up the Caddy, and drove it to Tony’s. Then we all got in, took turns driving the car, and went to M&H gas station to buy Coke and chips. For reasons unknown, Joe and Bear unlocked the trunk of the car. Underneath the rear deck lid were piles of pressed clothes on hangers in plastic bags, apparently for delivery by someone who owned a dry-cleaning establishment. Also, there was a narrow envelope atop the pile of clothes. Someone opened it. Much to our amazement it contained over $200 in cash. We all got back into the car and headed for a cruise down Woodward Avenue. We stopped along the way at a sporting goods store to buy a new basketball. On northbound Woodward, as it passes over Eight Mile Road in Detroit, Butch grabbed a handful of cash and threw it out the window. (It seemed hilarious at the time.) Garry and I each took a five-dollar bill, reasoning that keeping such a paltry sum would not be considered a “mortal sin.” After taking turns doing “neutral slams” at red lights, we turned the car around, headed back to Tony’s, and continued playing basketball while Joe and the Bear ditched the car. 

Again, no one was ever the wiser.  

The Shotgun Incident—It was a crisp fall afternoon. Garry and I were hanging out with Tony in his parents’ basement, while Mr. and Mrs. Adams were away, attending some sort of event. Tony knew where Mr. Adams, a bird hunter, stored his shotgun, and proceeded to take it out to show us. There were also a few boxes of shells next to the gun. Tony informed us that his Dad owned a large piece of vacant property in an area that was known as Canton Township at the time. Knowing that his folks would not be home for several hours, we took the shotgun, a box of shells and placed it in the trunk of Mrs. Adams’ Ford Falcon. Off we went to the property in Canton. To hunt sparrows. Tony had seen his father load the gun. Otherwise, none of us had ever had any training in the proper handling of firearms. We knew enough to stand behind the guy with the shotgun in his hands. We took turns shooting into the trees. And bagged a couple of small birds. We eventually returned to Tony’s and put the shotgun away. 

Yet again, no one was ever the wiser.

How The 53-Game Streak Started.

Most people know that Garry and I attended 53 straight Michigan-Michigan State football games together—whether in Ann Arbor or East Lansing—from 1965 to 2017. In fact, when the streak ended, we had been in-stadium for 48 percent of the Michigan-Michigan State games ever played.

Prior to the 2018 game, however, Garry determined that he would not be able to negotiate the steep ramps to the second deck of Spartan Stadium due to his failing knees. So, for the first time in our lives—since the days of black and white TV--we watched the game together on the tube. Here is the seemingly unremarkable way a renowned tradition began…plus a closing thought:

As I remember it, Tony Adams, Garry and I were sitting in my bedroom on a hot, steamy, mid-August afternoon, making future plans as we counted down the days to the beginning of our respective college careers. Tony would be going off to Western Michigan University as a business major. Garry would be attending U-M, majoring in engineering. While I planned to attend MSU to study journalism.

We had been athletes. Competitors to the core. Garry and I knew that our respective schools would rarely, if ever, be playing Western, but we certainly understood that he and I would be butting heads in the future, pulling for opposing teams in the Big Ten Conference every year. So, in a spirit of friendship, we mutually decided to get together every fall to attend the Michigan-Michigan State football game until one of us died.

It was as simple as that.

But when I think back to that muggy August afternoon when we made our pact, it seems a metaphor for all the goals, hopes and dreams we so often talked about between the games, joy rides, dances, pranks, parties and school projects we collaborated on at St. Al’s from 1961 to 1965. I often think, for example, about how Garry and I worked alternate days at my uncle’s store, from the spring of our junior year until the fall of our senior year, and shared tips and insights into how we each did our jobs—long before anyone ever used the term “best practices”--so that we could be the best damn stock boys my uncle ever had. As I hinted earlier, I will always be grateful to Garry for making a lasting contribution to my determination to do things the right way in life. And I’d like to think that Garry thought well of my tendency to “push the envelope” on the things I attempted, and that maybe I made a contribution to the release of his creative potential.     

Miss you, Big Guy.

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[This post owes a debt to a venerable but currently moribund blog belonging to a fellow Blue Hill-er. He relied for some of his material on comments I had previously posted on Wikimapia, so suggestions of plagiarism would be a somewhat circular argument. I’m correcting his chronology on a minor point or two as well].

My mother’s great aunt Effie Hinckley Ober was born in Sedgwick Maine, a few miles from Blue Hill, in 1844.  In an unusual path for a single young woman from the hinterlands in the 19th century, she found her way to the city, where she launched a career as a theatrical agent and lecture tour arranger. Anna Leonowens, author of the book used as source material for “The King and I”, was one of her clients.  In due course, she caught a performance of Gilbert & Sullivan at the D'Oyly Carte in London, and decided  to bring Pinafore to the United States.  Thus was started the Boston Ideal Opera company, specifically to stage an 'ideal' performance of the operetta in November,1878. The performances took place on a 'ship' in a lake in Boston's Oakland Park. Within weeks, 'Pinafore’ had captured the popular imagination, and Miss Ober and her top notch troupe of performers - a set of reprobates she took care to enroll in Bible School before departure, the better to pass them off as respectable artistes - took to the road, performing Gilbert & Sullivan and other light opera across the continent, sometimes in far outposts of the Wild West.

Having before age forty made one fortune in show business and a second through shrewd investment in Washington, D.C. real estate - including a sizeable chunk of what’s now the Kalorama neighborhood - Effie returned to Blue Hill, hired a childhood friend and transformed her childhood home into a vision of baronial splendor. This remodeled cottage was known, of course, as 'Ideal Lodge', after the opera company. Heavily inspired by recently published works by McKim, Mead and White (notably the Narragansett Casino and the Osborne house at Mamaroneck) the house, with its two story great hall with divided staircase and internal oriel window, provided a suitably theatrical backdrop.

In 1888 Effie married Virgil P. Kline, the Cleveland attorney who had helped her through the dissolution of her company - it later reconstituted itself under the name “The Bostonians” - and with the nucleus of themselves and the son of one of Kline’s Cleveland clients, set about expanding the nascent summer colony in Blue Hill. 

The summer before, she had again commissioned her architect friend, George Clough, this time to build a completely new cottage on Parker Point, which was finished the summer of her marriage. It was promptly occupied by her sister Elizabeth (Lizzie), who had met and married a Harvard-educated dental surgeon in Boston while working as Effie’s assistant in the theatrical agency. Their second child, Ruth, my mother’s mother, was born that same year.

Effie at 44 probably had no expectations of having children of her own, but her experience as the oldest of her siblings and having been for a time ‘farmed out’ after her father’s death fully prepared her to take on the responsibilities of running the household of a widower with three young children. The two young women on the porch in the photograph are most probably her stepdaughters Mary and Minerva Kline, both of whom deserve posts of their own, for their personal accomplishments as well as the interesting families into which they married. Their brother too: a beau of Marion Davies, Virgil ‘Tad’ Kline, Jr., was ‘put out of the way’ by Hearst, dying in suspicious circumstances in 1929 while driving his Stutz Bearcat along Sunset Boulevard.

Their father (Williams, Class of 1866) had published an Abolitionist newspaper in his youth, was a friend and colleague of Charles W. Chestnutt, advisor to James A. Garfield and an early and vocal opponent of Trusts. Kline had come to prominence successfully defending Teagle & Schurmer, the last independent oil refiner in Cleveland, from being gobbled up by John D. Rockefeller's Standard Oil. After a bruising court battle John D. famously said, “Young man, you’ve given us a good licking. Now I want you to come and work for me.” He was hired, prevented further actions by Standard that would expose it to expensive litigation, and remained in the company’s employ until his death in 1917, grooming his old client’s son Walter (Teagle & Schurmer eventually did merge with Standard Oil), to become John D.’s successor: after the breakup he became chairman of Standard of New Jersey, which under him became Esso, later Exxon.

It was while recovering from an exhausting round of court appearances that Mr. and Mrs. Teagle, guests of the Klines at Ideal Lodge, fell in love with Blue Hill and decided to build their own cottage nearby. Many people in their orbit did the same and the colony eventually attracted others from beyond Cleveland, including, by the early 1900's, the granddaughters of John Ellingwood Donnell, who traveled up to East Blue Hill, Maine, to visit a defunct granite quarry that he had purchased years before.

Delighted by the rocky oceanfront meadows they encountered, one of the granddaughters pursuaded her surgeon husband, textile heir Seth Milliken, to build a large summer bungalow on the property.  In due course, other structures were added, and the property, known as Ellingwood after Mrs. Milliken's grandfather, became a considerable estate. The Millikens and their five children would arrive each summer, with a bevy of maids, chauffeurs, governesses and tennis coaches in their wake.

In the summer of 1924, despairing of the pernicious influence of the roaring twenties on their five children, Alida, Martha, Minot, Seth and John, Dr. & Mrs. Milliken added a music coach to the summer staff, hoping to provide an alternative to movies and fast parties.  The idea was hatched to stage a performance of 'HMS Pinafore'. Children from other social families on nearby Mt. Desert were recruited for starring roles and chorus. The Milliken's 103-foot Herreshoff yacht, 'Shawna' would stand in for the Pinafore, classical music students, studying with their instructors for the summer at Blue Hill’s Kneisel Hall, would provide musical accompaniment, and car headlights would provide illumination. The commodious stone porches of the boathouse would house the audience. The advice of Effie Kline, by then 80 and still the grande dame of Blue Hill’s summer colony (she lived until 1927) would have been invaluable, staging ‘Pinafore’ afloat having been how she burst upon the scene 45 years earlier. There is, alas, no definitive evidence among her papers to confirm this. Alida, who was a friend of my mother’s and of mine (a winter resident of 740 Park Avenue, she once had me along as in-flight distraction when she chartered a plane to attend a funeral) would have been the one to ask, but she died in 1998.

By the next summer, the performances had become a tradition and a production of 'The Mikado' was mounted. Another rousing success, the group decided to become an official entity and perform in New York for the benefit of charity.  And thus was born the Blue Hill Troupe, possibly the most respected, and social, amateur Gilbert & Sullivan troupe in the country.

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A sweet-natured Temp Agency operator and amateur Presidential look-alike is recruited by the Secret Service to become a temporary stand-in for the President of the United States. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Dave Kovic / Bill Mitchell: Kevin Kline Ellen Mitchell: Sigourney Weaver Bob Alexander: Frank Langella Alan Reed: Kevin Dunn Duane Stevenson: Ving Rhames Vice-President Nance: Ben Kingsley Murray Blum: Charles Grodin Alice: Faith Prince Randi: Laura Linney White House Tour Guide: Bonnie Hunt Senate Majority Leader: Parley Baer House Majority Leader: Stefan Gierasch Mrs. Travis: Anna Deavere Smith Policeman: Charles Hallahan Jerry: Tom Dugan Lola: Alba Oms Secret Service #1: Steve Witting David: Kellen Sampson White House Guard: Lexie Bigham Frederic W. Barnes: Frederic W. Barnes Ronald Brownstein: Ronald Brownstein Eleanor Clift: Eleanor Clift Tom Harkin: Tom Harkin Bernard Kalb: Bernard Kalb Larry King: Larry King Michael Kinsley: Michael Kinsley Morton Kondracke: Morton Kondracke Jay Leno: Jay Leno Frank Mankiewicz: Frank Mankiewicz Chris Matthews: Chris Matthews John McLaughlin: John McLaughlin Howard Metzenbaum: Howard Metzenbaum Abner J. Mikva: Abner J. Mikva Robert D. Novak: Robert D. Novak Tip O’Neill: Thomas P. ‘Tip’ O’Neill Richard Reeves: Richard Reeves Paul Simon: Paul Simon Ben Stein: Ben Stein Oliver Stone: Oliver Stone Kathleen Sullivan: Kathleen Sullivan Jeff Tackett: Jeff Tackett Helen Thomas: Helen Thomas Nina Totenberg: Nina Totenberg Sander Vanocur: Sander Vanocur John Yang: John Yang Don Durenberger: Stephen Root Girl at Durenberger’s: Catherine Reitman Mom at Durenberger’s: Dawn Arnemann Clara: Marianna Harris Diane: Sarah Marshall White House Barber: Ralph Manza President’s Physician: George Martin White House Nurse: Laurie Franks Trauma Doctor: Tom Kurlander Trauma Nurse: Dendrie Taylor Japanese Prime Minister: Joe Kuroda Vice-President’s Wife: Geneviève Robert Vice-President’s Son: Jason Reitman Secretary of Education: Ruth Goldway Director of OMB: Frank Birney Secretary of Treasury: Paul Collins Secretary of Commerce: Peter White Postmaster General: Robin Gammell Judy: Heather Hewitt Policeman #2: Gary Ross Ellen’s Aide: Jeffrey Joseph Female Senator: Bonnie Bartlett Speaker of the House: Robert Walsh Congressional Doorkeeper: William Pitts Reporter: Dan Butler Announcer: Wendy Gordon Announcer: Ben Patrick Johnson Announcer: Steve Kmetko Chris Dodd: Chris Dodd Alan K. Simpson: Alan K. Simpson Arnold Schwarzenegger: Arnold Schwarzenegger Film Crew: Set Designer: Joseph G. Pacelli Jr. Screenplay: Gary Ross Editor: Sheldon Kahn Production Design: J. Michael Riva Casting: Michael Chinich Director of Photography: Adam Greenberg Casting: Bonnie Timmermann Executive Producer: Joe Medjuck Set Designer: Darrell L. Wight Director: Ivan Reitman Set Designer: Steve Arnold Executive Producer: Michael C. Gross Costume Design: Richard Hornung Art Direction: David F. Klassen Set Decoration: Michael Taylor Producer: Lauren Shuler Donner Hairstylist: Christopher Shihar Casting Associate: Alan Berger Costume Supervisor: James W. Tyson Script Supervisor: Karen Hale Wookey Hairstylist: Marlene D. Williams Makeup Artist: Linda DeVetta Construction Coordinator: Terry Scott Makeup Artist: Robert Norin Original Music Composer: James Newton Howard Movie Reviews: Rob: A lovely romantic comedy in that true eighties style. A little charmer of a movie starring the ever-watchable Kevin Kline. I’ll admit I’m pretty old-fashioned and, even in today’s evil world, I cling to the hope there are still good-hearted people out there somewhere. This is one of those movies keeping that hope alive. Let the soft side of you out and enjoy this film.