
Not just any city. My city.
from my sketchbook: frank christi

You’ve seen Frank Christi before. His chiseled mug has graced the big and small screens countless times. The New York native brought his craggy streetwise visage to villainous roles in Baretta, The Rockford Files, Kojak and other police dramas. In movies, he appeared on the wrong side of the law in Terminal Island, The Hit and The Don is Dead.
His checkered past must have helped his acting career. He carried a police record that dated back to the 1950s, when he was arrested for burglary. Later, he would move on to a run-in with a Secret Service agent over his connection to a large sum of counterfeit currency. But, soon he turned to Hollywood and seemed to have put his shady dealings behind him.
In the early morning hours of July 9, 1982, Frank’s life took a turn that was straight out of one of his gangster scripts. He was confronted by two men under the carport of his rundown home on Woodrow Wilson Drive in the Hollywood Hills. Frank was shot to death, found later on the ground next to his ten-year old Datsun. Frank was 52.
A neighbor saw Frank with his hands raised, pleading, “What did I do?,” when the two men opened fire. A known mob informant (Anthony Fiato, who also testified in O.J. Simpson’s trial) led police to Norman Freedberg, the jealous lover of one of Frank’s exes. Freedberg paid hit men $2,700 to kill Frank. Eleven years after the crime, two men were caught, tried and convicted, each serving life sentences. A third man was implicated by Freedberg, but died of lung cancer before he could be sentenced. A trial for Freedberg ended with a hung jury. Plans are still being made for a retrial.
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IF: sleep

To sleep, perchance to drool.
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from my sketchbook: marjorie white

Marjorie Guthrie began performing in her native Winnipeg at the tender age of 8. She was part of a group of child entertainers in a troupe that toured throughout Canada. As a teenager, Marjorie traveled to San Francisco to take a stab at vaudeville. She partnered with Thelma Wolpa as a comedy duo under the names (at various times) Wolpa and Guthrie, Little Bits of Everything, and The White Sisters, the name on which they eventually settled once they moved their act to New York City. After three years, they broke up the act, although they both continued to use the surname White. Thelma went on to film infamy, starring in the 1936 cult classic Reefer Madness.
Marjorie married in 1924 and continued to appear on Broadway. In 1929, Marjorie and her husband moved to Hollywood. She immediately signed on with Fox Films (the forerunner to 20th Century Fox) and starred in a string of comedies. Marjorie worked with top stars of the day, Humphrey Bogart, Joan Crawford and Van Heflin, as well as respected directors, like Raoul Walsh and Mervyn LeRoy. She appeared in two installments of Fox’s popular Charlie Chan series, alongside future stars Bela Lugosi and Robert Young in an unlikely pairing. In 1934, Marjorie was cast in a comedy short subject for Columbia Pictures called Woman Haters. It was the first of nearly 200 shorts starring the Three Stooges. Marjorie lit up the screen as Larry Fine’s suspicious wife. As with most of her roles, she stole the show. However, it would be Marjorie’s last film.
In 1935, Marjorie was travelling as a passenger on Roosevelt Highway in Santa Monica, California. The driver, her friend Marlow M. Lovell, recklessly sideswiped the car of a couple who had been married only an hour earlier. Lovell’s car flipped and Marjorie suffered serious injuries. The diminutive actress was taken to a Hollywood hospital where she died the next day of internal hemorrhaging. She was 31.
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IF: noise

“Hey! Stop making all that noise, you goddamn neighbor kids!”
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IF: jagged

Wyatt was proud of his smile.
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IF: passion

Passion is no ordinary word.
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IF: toy

In the pre-hand held electronic device days, before Nintendo DS and iPads, toys didn’t take batteries. Board games, like Mousetrap, Hands Down and Mystery Date (for girls) were powered by a roll of the dice or a flip of a card. When we played politically-incorrect games like Cowboys and Indians, we used die-cast cap pistols that were loaded with a roll of paper caps that were probably dangerous. Water pistols were powered by, um, water. Hot Wheels cars got their power from a flick of the wrist.
I remember one cool, no-batteries-required toy that was extremely popular for a short period of time. In the late 1960s, when I was in elementary school, some toy company (it is unclear which one, because they were marketed under many different names) introduced a pair of heavy acrylic balls attached to a heavy piece of cloth cord. The one I had were called “clackers.” The object was to hold a plastic tab at the center of the cord and, through a bit of wrist shaking and manipulation, cause the balls to bang together. This would accomplish several results: 1) the balls would make a “clacking” sound (hence the name); 2) the owner would enjoy hours and hours (well, maybe minutes and minutes) of fun and; 3) the balls could shatter, blasting dangerous shards of sharp plastic in all directions if they were slammed into each other too hard.
Clackers were eventually banned on the playground of my school and many others across the country. However, by the time the ban was put into effect, we had grown bored with Clackers and moved onto something else (probably Footsie for girls and Super Elastic Bubble Plastic for boys).
Clackers made a feeble attempt at a comeback in the 90s, but they were no competition for Game Boy.
And they were banned again.
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IF: nefarious

This nefarious crew made Batman’s life a living hell, but at least they gave him something to do.
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from my sketchbook: donna douglas

Granny: Elly May done popped the buttons off her shirt again.
Jed: Elly May carries herself proud with her shoulders throwed back.
Granny: It ain’t her shoulders that have been poppin’ these buttons.— The Beverly Hillbillies
Doris Smith, a pretty Southern tomboy, was voted Miss Baton Rouge in her home state of Louisiana. The excited pageant winner headed to New York City with dreams of breaking into show business. After appearing in print ad for toothpaste, she took the stage name “Donna Douglas” and began going on casting calls. She served as “The Letters Girl” (“Letters. We get letters….”) on The Perry Como Show and “The Billboard Girl” on The Steve Allen Show, before landing her first film role — a small one — alongside Dean Martin and Shirley MacLaine in the 1959 drama Career. In 1960, she starred in a memorable Twilight Zone episode, “The Eye of the Beholder,” in which her voice was dubbed and her face was obscured by bandages for the majority of her screen time.
Soon afterwards, Donna topped a pool of 500 eager actresses for her career-defining role of Jed Clampett’s innocent, critter-lovin’, blond-bombshell daughter Elly May on the popular CBS sitcom The Beverly Hillbillies. The show, although panned by critics, ran for nine seasons and ranked consistently in the Top Ten network programs. She also starred opposite Elvis Presley as “Frankie” to the King’s “Johnny” in the film Frankie & Johnny. After the cancellation of The Beverly Hillbillies, Donna obtained a real estate licence, but still continued to appear on TV, usually reprising her iconic character (or some variation thereof).
In later years, Donna, a religious woman, traveled around the country speaking to church groups and singing gospel songs. She wrote two childrens’ books with spiritual and inspirational themes.
In 1993, Donna (and a writing partner) sued the Walt Disney Company, claiming they stole their book, A Nun in the Closet, and used it as the basis for their hit film Sister Act. Disney offered a one million dollar settlement, which Donna refused. The case was brought to trial and the verdict found in favor of Disney. Donna received nothing.
In 2011, Donna sued Mattel Toys and CBS Consumer Products, claiming they produced an “Elly May” Barbie doll, using her likeness, without her permission. The case was settled before trial, for an undisclosed amount that pleased both parties.
Donna Douglas passed away on New Year’s Day 2015 at the age of 82. By all reports, she was the real-life personification of Elly May Clamplett.
And that’s exactly how I want to remember her.
