


The last post was meant to appear today on Ross' birthday, but I had to post it yesterday to check the choreography. I don't need to tell any blogger that what appears lovely in "preview" can be an abortion when published. Y'all know that too well, I'm sure. Anyway, here's another little thingy I came across.....A letter Ross wrote Dame Elizabeth after Rock Hudson's passing.
Ross is entombed in Westwood, quite close to Monroe. I never noticed him while I was there, there were way too many fabulous names screaming out at me. Ross, I apologize.
Here he is at the premiere of The Chalk Garden. You'll notice I arrived before that bitch, Loretta. And don't you just love that this movie premiere coincided with the 20 minutes that Ethel and Ernie were wed?
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