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250 Films Meme | 120 | Unfinished Business (1941)

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jamesmstewart:

Jimmy pictured with the 703rd Squadron, in front of a B-24 Liberator. He is fourth from the left, standing up.

Sergeant Robbie Robinson remembers:

Cross and I stopped by the finance building to see why we had not received our pay. The finance officer told us that he had not had the time to get to our pay records. He said, “You’re not going anywhere. Come back next week.”

We both walked out of the building, grumbling to ourselves about not getting paid. We walked down the road, still grumbling. We ran into Jimmy Stewart. He must have noticed our expressions.

“How are you fellas doing?” Captain Stewart asked us. Cross said, “Captain Stewart, we were just at finance to see why we had not been paid and the finance officer told us to come back next week. He didn’t have time to pay us.” Stewart said, “You didn’t get paid the first of December?” “No, sir,” we chimed. “Well, now. Come on and we’ll find out why he doesn’t have time to pay you,” Stewart said. We started walking briskly, side by side. Stewart had long legs and we had to almost run to keep up.

We all walked into office together. With a clearing of his throat, Stewart said to the lieutenant behind the desk, “Why hasn’t Lieutenant Wright’s crew been paid?” The lieutenant said, “They will be paid, sir, but it will take a few days to get to it.” Captain Stewart put his hand to his chin and started rubbing it. Then he said, “Lieutenant, we just don’t have a few days. I believe we out to pay them right now. Not in a few days. I mean kinda like, right now — in the next thirty minutes.” Stewart looked at the lieutenant and then at us. He said to the lieutenant, “I will be back here in a little while, and, you know — if Lieutenant Wright’s crew isn’t paid by then, I believe that we will just have to find a new finance lieutenant for this one will be on his way out of here to the Infantry.

Stewart told us, “Stick around a few minutes. I think he is going to pay you now.” Cross and I said quietly, “Thank you, sir.” He halfway returned our sharp salute and said, “I’ll see you around fellas.” Then he walked out of the finance office.

The finance lieutenant said for us to sign a piece of paper. He gave us a month’s pay. “Tell the other members of your crew to come by here as quickly possible and get their pay,” he said. We took the money, signed the paper and got ourselves out of there.

We rushed back to the hut and told everyone to get over to finance and pick up their money. We all were beginning to this Jimmy Stewart was really an all right guy.

— Taken from Jimmy Stewart: Bomber Pilot by Starr Smith


inessentialhouses:

MAY 21, 1945: Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall are married

“As I glanced at Bogie, I saw tears streaming down his face - his ‘I do’ was strong and clear, though. As Judge Shettler said, ‘I now pronounce you man and wife,’ Bogie and I turned toward each other - he leaned to kiss me - I shyly turned my cheek - all those eyes watching made me very self-conscious. He said, ‘Hello, Baby.’ I hugged him and was reported to have said, ‘Oh, goody.’ Hard to believe, but maybe I did. Everyone hugged and kissed everyone else and more tears were shed. Bogie said it was when he heard the beautiful words of the ceremony and realized what they meant - what they should mean - that he cried.”


life:

May 20, 1908: Jimmy Stewart is born.

For its September 24, 1945, cover story, LIFE Magazine’s Peter Stackpole followed Stewart around his Pennsylvania hometown, chronicling what it looked like when the Hollywood star returned home a war hero. (Peter Stackpole—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

Read more about the story, and see the photos here.


The purr of Dad’s car up the driveway, bathed in alternating bands of the late afternoon light and shadow, as it rumbled through the carport next to the laundry room and into the garage, the doors of which were always left open. The rhythmic click-click-click of his boots as he entered the kitchen from the back door. I’d be seated at the kitchen counter and he’d walk over, give me a pinch on the neck and the standard greeting that needed no answer, “Whaddya say, pallie?”

He would go over to the bread drawer and pull out a loaf of soft Weber’s white bread. Smearing a slice with butter, he would fold it in half and take a big bite off the end. “Now that’s livin’, pallie,” he would announce as he headed up the stairs to his bedroom to clean up for dinner. Coming back downstairs, he would sit on the couch in the living room, smoking a cigarette, sipping a cocktail, while alternately listening to our reports of the day’s doings and idly searching the television channels for a western. The picture of contentment.

Ricci Martin


You know that I may never look at this without remembering the quiet patience of directors who were so kind to me, who were kind enough to put up with me more than once, some of them even three or four times. I trust they and all the other directors, writers and producers and my leading women, have forgiven me for what I didn’t know. You know that I’ve never been a joiner or a member of any particular social set, but I’ve been privileged to be a part of Hollywood’s most glorious era.


I don’t really know why, but danger has always been an important thing in my life - to see how far I could lean without falling, how fast I could go without cracking up.

Happy birthday William Holden (April 17, 1918 – November 16, 1981)


300 FAVORITE MOVIES (in no particular order)

80. Roman Holiday (1953)

Princess Ann: You spent the whole day doing things I’ve always wanted to. Why?
Joe Bradley: I don’t know. Seemed the thing to do.


Cary Grant, 1971


kaleidoscope90:

To kill a mockingbird


bonaventures:

John Wayne and John Ford circa 1965.


funnylipshape:

Robert Montgomery, c. 1940s

Robert Montgomery, the debonair Hollywood actor, the suave man of the social world, has turned farmer.  He boarded an American Airlines plane yesterday for his farm in New England where he will till the soil and milk the cows for the next six months and leave all thoughts of Hollywood far behind.  The send-off he received from his feminine fans at the airport indicated that the genial Mr. Montgomery may be gone from the bright lights but he will not be forgotten and that movie audiences will be eagerly awaiting his return. 


joancrawfish:

Joan Crawford and John Barrymore in Grand Hotel - The 84th Academy Awards