

January 19, 1942: The Times’ Gene Sherman reports from the scene of the crash that killed Carole Lombard and 21 others:
“The totally demolished luxurious Douglas DC-3 Skyclub presented a grim, sorrowful picture on its rocky resting place. Wreckage was scattered in a radius of 500 yards and some of the victims were strewn around the waist-high snow. Bits of the plane, personal effects of the passengers, including handkerchiefs, overcoats and other apparel, were strung from the branches of stunted pine trees like macabre Christmas ornaments.
The two motors of the plane lay 50 feet apart, both to the left of the debris. Both wings had been sheared off. The tail assembly had been cracked off the fuselage, leaving the twisted, blackened cabin at the foot of a V-shaped crevasse.”
“Suspicion” starts tomorrow at the Pantages in Hollywood and RKO Hill Street.
Jimmie Fidler says: How many photographs have you seen of Irene Dunne with her knees crossed? Continue reading






In everybody’s life there is a dark, unforgettable moment when it doesn’t appear he’s going to make it. A downtown group somehow got around to discussing the this topic over coffee, and Ken Bromfield Jones, Title Insurance employee and spare-time TV actor, recalled his big near miss.
Some stories I’d rather not print.




And so we complete our journey through the official documents telling the unfortunate saga of Walter and Christine Collins. I heard from a number of Daily Mirror readers who enjoyed the trek (scanning all these documents was more labor than I expected), one author working on a Collins project who was not terribly pleased that I was posting them on the Internet and from at least one reader asking “who cares?” 



