Thursday, May 31, 2012

Give me the time of day

          Good evening, 919 Gang. I'm still hoping for an answer to my question of why the U-T has stopped running movie times on its web site. I assume the answer involves dollars. Yes, I can find the info on other sites, but not as conveniently. Plus this change decreases the number of times I launch the U-T site.

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          BRIAN CLARK writes:
          I never met John Godwin, but his life sounds mighty interesting.
          I have a question about his name: Godwin is Anglo Saxon (British) and not terribly Polish, so was his name Anglicized when he came to this country to make it easier for us Yanks to pronounce?

          JAY JOHNSON writes:
          The discussion of John Godwin and Polish underground resistance in WWII ties in with President Obama yesterday awarding Jan Karski the Presidential Medal of Freedom, posthumously, for Karski's incredible efforts to alert the world to Nazi death camps. Karski's book, "Story of a Secret State: My Report to the World", published in 1944, ranks among the most thrilling, saddest and best books I've ever read. If you can find a copy, read it.

          REBER: Somewhat off the subject: On our visits to Boston, Mary and I were fascinated by a statue of three (or four?) mounted men in the Public Garden. They are practically skeletons and their heads are down, like defeated soldiers. We inquired of many people before we got an answer. We were told that the figures represent Polish freedom fighters and that statue was created for display somewhere else, but that fell through so they wound up in the garden. Wikipedia lists statuary in the Public Garden, but makes no mention of this one. Strange.

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          DEAN CALBREATH writes:
          Note to Preston Turegano. I’m totally with you on the use of the “f-word” (although with “f-word, more than one word comes to mind). But as far as I can tell, both homosexual and heterosexual have been used as both nouns and adjectives since their introduction into English in the 1890s. Ditto with their use in German, Italian, French and Spanish. That’s how I’ve always thought of them. They’re both now antiquated – “gays” and “straights” are much more common (and can also be used as nouns and adjectives) – but I’m not sure why it would be wrong to use one of them as a noun, such as the way you used it in the third sentence of your note.

          DAVID POLLER writes:
          I'm with Preston on being shocked at seeing an anti-gay slur used in the 919 Gang newsletter. I understand the context the writer intended, though I see it differently. Rather than showing "even an apparently bigoted actor can appreciate the talents of a brilliant colleague, whether gay or straight," I saw the quote as showing that no matter the talents of the colleague, that person was still a second-class citizen in the other person's eyes. Part of the danger of using a slur is that the context can't outweigh how the word has been used to harm members of a group by those outside of it. The reader may see things differently than the way it was intended, because of the weight that word carries with it.
          In closing, all my best to Bob Hawkins. Fairfield has gained a great guy and a true pro. 

          WAYNE CARLSON writes:
          Dear Preston: Your anger should be directed at the bad guy, not the reporter. I told that little story mainly to explain how brilliant the overlooked  actor Montgomery Clift really was. In my book, he ranks much higher  than the overblown volcano named Brando or  the meteoric James Dean, whose flashes of brilliance interrupted  lengthy stretches of overwrought chewing  of scenery.
          In telling the story, I chose not to whitewash the memory of Gable, the so-called King of Hollywood. Bigots of any era should be called out. And yes, had Gable smeared, say, Sidney Portier. with the word “nigger,” I certainly would have used that word, too.  And, J. Justus Reber, I’m betting, would not replace it with an “acceptable” word.
          Please, Sgt. Preston (Rick Smith strikes again), reread the story and substitute the word “gay” for the f word or “African American” for the n word. Now there is a story of  absolutely no  value. What you have now is  a story  that's distorted, dishonest, prejudiced in favor of Gable, and -- worst sin of all -- boring.

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          REBER: Last night Pat JaCoby asked where she could donate a large quantity of journalism-related books that husband Al accumulated.

          SUZANNE MACK writes:
          After Bedel passed I contacted the librarian at SDSU and donated all his books on writing,  journalism and related subjects to them.

          JONI CALVANO writes:
          I work at a nonprofit organization that would love to have those journalism books for use with high school kids in a summer workshop. Can you pass along my info to the person who said they were available?

          REBER: Pat will read your message here, Joni, and I also have forwarded your message so she will have your email address.

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          DAVID FARMER writes:
          I was watching "The Guns of  Navarone" this week and naturally recalled the concept of "spiking someone's guns." The 1961 movie, of course, is about a British-American commando team sent to disable two gigantic Nazi cannons threatening British naval forces off Greece during WWII. (For the purist, cannon is acceptable as the plural as well.) The team succeeds in spiking the guns in the modern sense (I hope I'm not giving anything away here.)
          But for many years I wondered what the original term meant. Did you pour alcohol into a gun, in the sense of spiking punch? Did you ram a sharpened tree trunk down the barrel? Neither seemed likely, since this would have meant carrying around a large supply of booze or trees. The booze would probably not have survived to fulfill its purpose (you know what soldiers and sailors are like), and tree trunks might tend to be conspicuous while being sneaked into a fort or onto a ship. (I used the word "snuck" in this context the other day and my wife, a former teacher, upbraided me.)
          Anyway, Patrick O'Brian, author of historical novels about navies during the Napoleonic Wars, finally explained the concept to me. It meant hammering a metal spike into the touch hole of a cannon. (The touch hole was where you applied a spark to ignite the gunpowder that propelled a shell, grapeshot, etc. ((Grapeshot was not a small glass of wine, but that's another definition entirely.)))
          People still talk about spiking someone's guns more than 200 years after the original meaning expired, and it remains a useful image.
          (I was trying in this item to equal my record for parenthetical phrases, but my previous best was 14 ((if I recall correctly.))) Do I get extra points for double or triple parentheses? Do such things even exist? (I hope so, because I've just used a bunch of them.) I guess I could employ brackets such as [ or {, but I'm partial to (s. Notice that I skipped a chance to make that last one a parenthetical phrase? (I think I'm to be commended for my forbearance ((which is considerable.))
          It just occurred to me that Mr. Reber might spike this entire item (but that's another definition).

          REBER: Speaking of parentheses: I correct all sorts of spelling, punctuation and grammar errors in these message (rarely in Mr. Farmer's, however), and I find it interesting that there is one rather minor thing that 919ers almost always get right. When the parenthetical text is a separate sentence, they place the period inside the closing paren. When it is a fragment within a sentence, they place the punctuation outside the closing parent. I am amazing by the consistency with which people do this correctly. Now if I could just get people to use commas when joining independent clauses ...

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          DAVID POLLER writes:
          Joe Brown asks about links not working in his email. What email program does he use? At home I use Mail on Mac OS X and the links work perfectly. But at work I use Microsoft Entourage and if the preferences are not set to see the email as HTML, the links will not work. So if Joe's email program is set to see mails as plain text, then those URLs are just characters and not clickable links. Hope this helps.

          REBER: I think you hit it, David. I can talk only about Outlook, but in that program, open the message, click on the OPTIONS header and select HTML as opposed to Plain Text. I believe the setting will stick for future messages.

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          THANE McINTOSH writes:
          Attached are samples from the 600 plus Panama pictures that Judy and I shot while on vacation there a week ago. The first is of the Canopy Tower, a radar dome from WWII converted to a hotel. It is known worldwide as a birder's mecca. Our room was in the second row of windows from the top. The second photo is a baby iguana we found swimming in the middle of Gatun lake, the main waterway of the canal. The third is a three-toed sloth and baby sleeping in a tree at a Smithsonian Society facility near central Panama City. Fourth is a snail kite on a Gatun lake mangrove tree.





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          JAMES GOLDSBOROUGH writes:
          Jack, on your recommendation I have ordered H. Allen Smith's "Life and Legend of Gene Fowler" ($5.09 used) which I will gladly loan to Tom Nolan when I'm done reading it. H. Allen was the taste of the previous generation, and my folks had various Smith books lying around, but not this one, which I look forward to reading. There was another Smith writing in Los Angeles at the time, Jack Smith, and he wrote a wonderful book in the same vein, "God and Mr. Gomez," which I still have. It is a marvelous tale of how Smith, then a columnist on the Times, built a house in Baja, just outside of Ensenada. Weekends, he would make the roundtrip between Los Angeles and Ensenada, 500 miles. Now there is a commute. Mr. Gomez was the guy who built the house for him -- with a little help from the other guy in the title.

          REBER: While unpacking books today, I came across H. Allen Smith's "Low Man on a Totem Pole." He writes about his first interview with Marlene Dietrich. As his first question, he asked if he could see her legs. She said no, but he felt he had set the tone for the interview -- it wasn't going to be the stock questions she had heard a thousand times before. I offer this as a tip for writers. Nick Canepa, take heed. Next time you interview Norv Turner, ask to see his legs. I suspect that will lead to a fascinating column.

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          REBER: As we close out May, let's wish Happy Birthday (May 31) to Bill Arballo and Barbara Moss.

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          REBER: We read the other night that the New Orleans Times-Picayune is cutting publication of the printed paper to three days a week.

          CECIL SCAGLIONE writes:
          New Orleans Times-Picayune colleague sez staff cutbacks announcement expected in first few days of June.

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          TIM WILSON forwards:
          How to pop the question. A really decent proposal:
http://tinyurl.com/76xelpd

          REBER: This next one may be the most unusual thing we have offered. It was very slow to load for me. Be patient.

          TIM WILSON forwards:
          Sonar -- a song.
          Ping Sing:
http://vimeo.com/5324878


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Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Good luck, Bob

          Good evening, 919 Gang. I started to write that we are losing a long-time friend, but that's not correct. San Diego is losing him; I trust we never will.

          BOB HAWKINS writes:
          Hi Jack, time for some changes in my bio --- hell, in my whole life!
          This weekend I moved to Fairfield, California -- exactly midway between Sacramento and San Francisco, and I am happy to accept job offers in either direction.
          Why the move after 30 years in San Diego? To be with Rose Alcantara, my wife of four and a half months. Just seems to be the right thing to do after getting married and all ...
          I arrived yesterday in a rental van filled with my possessions to find that Rose had turned a bedroom into my new office and filled it with family photos, books and memorabilia from my years in San Diego.
          My temporary assignment with the San Diego Association of Governments ended last week, but they have asked me to stay on with a one-year agreement; basically I'll be working on assignment in a freelance capacity while I look for full-time work up here. I'm glad to have had the stint with SANDAG. I think I'm a lot less cynical about government agencies, some at least. There is a high concentration of really bright people at SANDAG, working very hard to get stuff right. Further, the agency treats its employees the way all employers should -- they support them, show them respect and give them the tools to succeed at their assignments.
          I hope I'm as lucky in this new hunt for a job.
          Leaving the Union-Tribune was fairly easy. Leaving San Diego is hard. I'm glad I have the 919 Gang and Facebook to stay connected. Yeah, texting and e-mail too.
          By the way, the new e-mail is robertj.hawkins2012@gmail.com. My new address is: 2716 Seminole Circle. Fairfield, CA 94534
          Wish I had a way to personally thank every blessed person I ever met in my years in San Diego. I feel as though every one had some impact on my life, large and small. And I'm grateful. I raised three sons there, and they all fled to Northern California before me, and since on to Utah and Nevada. Geographically, I'm much closer to my first grandson and look forward to seeing those amazing changes in person as he turns 2 and 3 and onward! Some things just aren't the same on Facebook and YouTube.
          Regards to all, and as always, a special thanks to you, Jack.

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          PRESTON TUREGANO writes:
          Here's the thing about the use of "faggot" when referring to someone who is homosexual. (Please notice I did not say "a" homosexual. After all, we don't say "a" heterosexual; we just say one is heterosexual.) I suppose it's up to individual homosexuals to decide if "faggot" is offensive, just as the "N" word is offensive to blacks/African-Americans. Somewhere along the English language line of development and usage, homosexual became a noun, as did slurs and epithets to dehumanize and belittle gays and lesbians. But think about this: if a 919er had been writing about someone who used the "N" word when discussing an African-American, would writing what the "N" word means have been permissible for a 919 message?

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          MIKE RICHMOND writes:
          I remember hearing that John Godwin had been a member of the Polish resistance during WWII and that his disability was the result of wounds suffered during the war.
          I await more information, but it is a fact that children in occupied countries also risked their lives as part of the resistance.
          While I was in the Marines (1954-57) I served with a fellow from the Netherlands who told how he and other children served as couriers for the Dutch underground. He told of how they fooled the Nazis by carrying concealed messages as they bicycled from place to place and were never caught although there were some close calls.

          REBER: I hope we can get a better picture of the background of John Godwin, who passed away recently. We are getting his life in small chunks, and it's hard to piece them together.

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          THANE McINTOSH writes:
          Judy and I recently returned from a two-week birding and wildlife trip to Panama. We had never seen the canal, and Judy wanted to visit the world famous Canopy Tower Hotel east of Panama City so we saved our money, dusted off the Visa and took Delta to PTY which is the air travel designation for Panama City, Panama (not to be confused with Panama City, Florida).
          It was a great trip. Judy and I shot more than 700 pictures. It was hot but not as bad as El Centro on a normal summer day. A few days of intense rain but mostly just overcast. We were on sort of a personal birding tour with guides supplied by the Canopy Tower organization. The tower hotel is a former U.S. military radar installation put in right after the start of WWII and was part of the massive Panama Canal defense system. The remaining huge fiber-glass dome which housed the radar sticks up out of the jungle canopy, thus the name of the place. It is a world famous birding destination. Our guides subjected us to grueling treks through the jungle seeking birds and mammals. Usually two long walks a day and two night rides in an open truck.
          The food was wonderful, and we would have gained a lot of weight had we not shed it with sweat and exercise. There were 40 steps to our hotel room in the tower. We visited another tower built by a nature preservation group that had 120 steps and offered another sweeping panorama of the jungle top. Judy saw or heard 181 bird species of which 101 were new "life" birds for her. Howler and other monkeys, capybaras, sloths, agoutis and various exotic lizards made up our animal list. 
          As a part of our tour we transited the canal from the Pacific Mira Flora locks into Lake Gatun. That is a south to north journey as most of you 919ers who have taken cruises through the canal know. Our tour boat shared a lock with a gigantic container ship, a smaller sail boat, a medium sized yacht and a tug boat. Later our guide drove us to the Atlantic side of the canal and visited the Gatun locks where the observation platform was only about 100 feet from the canal, offering an up-close look at the passing floating behemoths.
          Again, it was a great trip we will always remember. All our hotels had wI-fi, and we were able to enjoy Reber-ville and the world at will. Sitting in a tropical deluge sheltered by an open-air roof and scrolling the Web made for a very unique (for us at least) experience.
          The intense U.S. Customs entry process in Panama City and Atlanta was exhausting and very thorough. A good trip with a lot of photo editing coming up.

          REBER: Thane, how about picking out a couple of photos for us?

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          LULU STEIGER writes:
          Mentions of San Francisco the other night made me think of a funny line from Herb Caen of the Chronicle.  He looked at a new big building, painted in blocks of bright colors, and remarked that it looked like "the box that Disneyland came in." Caen was wonderful. When I first started in newspapering at the Oceanside Blade-Tribune, Tom Braden, the owner, subscribed to the Chronicle so I "could learn from a real newspaper." What I mostly learned, though, is how much fun it was to read Herb Caen. Now that's a good memory.

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          DAVID FARMER writes:
          I know I promised not to send any more London pictures, but a few couldn't hurt, could they? One shows a small dog that sits in the window of a real estate office in Chelsea and watches passersby. Also, a shop front in tacky but entertaining Camden Lock Market; a clothing store with antique, hand-cranked sewing machines in several stories of windows; the elaborate clock above the door of Selfridge's department store; pastel and brick homes in posh Chelsea; and a moody shot of dusk on the Thames.


All Saints clothing store
Camden Lock store
Chelsea flats
Dog in real estate office
Pastel flats
Selfridge's clock

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          PAT JaCOBY writes:
          Jack, I'm wondering if anyone would have a suggestion about donating journalism books. Al had dozens of books on writing, design, language, biographies of journalists, etc. I asked Dean Nelson if the Point Loma Nazarene journalism school would be interested, and the school's librarian declined. I know about The Bookman for general book donations, but these are so specialized I'd love to give them to an institution that might find them useful. Thanks.

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          KENT FREELAND writes:
          NBC 7 News reports that a teenager was shot to death last week at a convenience store in Southeast San Diego, The young newscaster intoned that "police believe he may have been the victim of violence." Gosh. Ya think so? She also reported that homes in El Cajon were being broken into by unknown "thiefs." Aarrgh.

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          MARSHA KAY SEFF writes:
          Sanctuate! has saved my life -- or at least made it much more comfortable. Fighting fibromyalgia, sjogrens and a bad back, I've tried just about everything to assuage the pain. Massage has always been my favorite modality. But it can't hold a candle to "sanctuating!" This is the mother of all massage: it's inexpensive, fast and easy and it works. a reclining chair does all the work, so you can remain dressed and nobody talks to you while you're relaxing. cost is only $20 for a half hour and because the chair works on several places at once, that's enough. trust me: it's worth a try. Karima, the CEO and the brains behind the concept, is a doll. Tell her Marsha said this is better than sliced bread.

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          JOE BROWN writes:
          Jack: Although the normal way to open a highlighted URL is to left click it. This works fine in my browser but I cannot open any of the URLs run near the end of the daily 919 newsletter. (htp://tinyurl.com/7cee4bo as an example.) Am I missing a program needed to accomplish this? Hope someone can help.

          REBER: I use Outlook for my email, and left-click works for me. Some programs require you to hold down the control key and then left-click. Anyone else have a thought?

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          REBER: Last night I recommended a book by H. Allen Smith.

          TOM NOLAN writes:
          Haven't read "The Life and Legend of Gene Fowler" and will try to do so, but as a teenager, I read Smith's "Lost in the Horse Latitudes" and thought it was hilarious.

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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Two-fisted newsman

          Good evening, 919 Gang. I sometimes hesitate to recommend books. Some folks prowl bookstores, picking up recent releases; most of my prowling is done in used-book stores, so I am often decades behind. But I will mention H. Allen Smith's "The Life and Legend of Gene Fowler." The book was published in 1977, about a year after Smith's death. Fowler was a newsman, screen writer and author, also noted for his drinking and brawling. Smith gives him a very sympathetic treatment, even when it comes to his womanizing. Fowler's wife was forgiving, too, and stayed with him to the end. It's an entertaining read, partly because of stories about Fowler's escapades with prominent news and entertainment figures.

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          PHIL McMAHAN writes:
          Jack, I've been passing along to Anne Godwin, the remembrances of John Godwin. There is one correction to Joe Brown's post though. John saw his father shot and killed during the German invasion of Poland. John's father was part of the Polish resistance. Also, if my memory recalls, CNS did a story about John's visit to his homeland.

          JOHN MARTIN writes:
          As a weekend photo editor at the Union in the early 1960s, I knew John Godwin and was fascinated by his stories and his indomitable will to overcome his disabilities. He was, if I recall correctly, a survivor of the Warsaw Ghetto, which was destroyed by the Nazis in 1943. How he escaped I do not know. Anybody got the facts?

          REBER: Phil, can you get some details from Anne Godwin? It would be an interesting story.

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          LULU STEIGER writes:
          Hi, Jack, I have a funny story about flying first class for the paper. It is about my first assignment in fashion reporting when the paper sent me to New York, flying first class, to cover the shows. But some door on the plane would not close and so the pilot announced that we were going out over the ocean to jettison fuel, then go back to land in San Diego in foam. Not a really inspiring message to hear when you are way up there.
          But I looked around, and having talked to most of the other first -class flyers, found that I was in the company of an attorney and a nun. So, obviously, whichever way it went, we had it covered. We dropped off the fuel, landed in foam, closed the door, refueled and got to New York--late.
          Flying first class is wonderful; another time Barbara Herrera from the Trib and I flew first class with Deborah Szekeley, head of the Golden Door Spa, and we both landed interviews along with a dinner-date in New York. But it was downhill, or downair, after that, and we were reduced to rattling around back in coach.
          Surely enjoy all the good stories I read here -- thank you, Jack.

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          JIMMY THORNTON writes:
          Some of us are old enough to see significant changes in American culture; what was once wrong is now OK. And we are careful not to toss the term “bigot” around loosely for people of a different era.
          When I first began reporting professionally, abortion was considered a terrible crime; the mantra then was we all have a right to life and that life in any form was precious. I wrote police stories about shady doctors who performed abortions, then were arrested.
          Smoking marijuana was considered a terrible thing in the 1950s. Anybody remember Robert Mitchum photographed in jail? If you wanted to get high, you drank. Even that was illegal at one time (and still is in dry communities). Now we have a president who as a high school kid got high on pot in a van with his chums. Times change. The president who preceded him had to overcome drinking problems.
          Homosexuality was considered taboo in the 1950s, and gay men often were arrested in public restrooms where they mistook an undercover cop for another gay. As I recall it, a newsman I knew was arrested in Texas on a charge of homosexuality after he grabbed part of the anatomy of a detective in a public toilet. Walter Jenkins, aide to Lyndon Johnson, was arrested while having sex with a man in a YMCA. At the time, the arrest was used against presidential candidate Johnson, who along with Ladybird stood by Jenkins after the arrest.
          Smoking was promoted in Hollywood and in the military. Men under the stress of war found some satisfaction with cigarettes. Anyone remember the “three on a match” warning? Now smoking is being banned in public places as far away as New Zealand.
          Generally, co-habitation was frowned upon in the early decades of the 20th Century and was most common among blacks. Now it is common for many couples (men and women) to live together before marriage, if they eventually decide to marry.
          At one time, divorce was considered shameful.
          Bob Dylan sang about the phenomenon as a folk singer before he did the unthinkable and went rock. Ah, changes.
          Perhaps we are more enlightened now than back in the old days, with education having revolutionalized into the diversity of today.
          But we can see retro-trends. Now we are reading or hearing in the media that children are best off when reared in a home with both a mother and a father. Who would of thunk it?
          As for the late actor, Robert Mitchum spent two months working on a Los Angeles County prison farm while serving a sentence for marijuana possession. He was smoking a joint at a party when arrested, and, later, there was concern he was set up by cops, something like that. The big man thought his career was ruined. It wasn’t.
 
Some think the cops set him up.
    
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          DAVID FARMER writes:
          My wife and I recently returned from a visit to London. I took 85 pictures, and by popular demand am sending you only one. I came across this brass plaque next to the front door of a residence/office while walking in the posh Chelsea neighborhood. I decided that it has a literary flavor suitable to this group. I've seen firms called John Smith and Sons, John Smith and Brothers, and even John Smith and Daughters. But I've never known a company to be named for a widow and her son.

          We rented a flat in Chelsea rather than stay in a hotel, and strongly recommend this kind of accommodation. It's cheaper than a hotel, and has many other advantages.
          While in London we went to a West End production of "Long Day's Journey into Night," starring David Suchet and Laurie Metcalf. It was stunning. Suchet, best known to Americans as the prissy Hercule Poirot of Agatha Christie fame, is capable of great dramatic force. Ms. Metcalf, formerly of the "Roseanne" TV program, played the drug-addicted wife and mother. She virtually stole the show, which is hard to do with Suchet on the stage. Both managed more than credible American accents, which was probably easier for Laurie than for David.

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          PENNY LINGO writes:
          Toni Allegra recently asked about searching archives for a recipe that ran in the Trib, but didn't give its name or description. It's possible that someone might have saved it. If it's just the recipe she wants and not the accompanying story, a little more information might liberate it from a kitchen file somewhere.

          TONI ALLEGRA writes:
          Jack, Thank you for putting out my question re food pages/recipes. Hope we can come up with information.
          And to add to responses to Joe Brown’s query re San Francisco natives, my grandparents (from Italy and Swiss-Italian Ticino) headed straight for SF starting in the late 1840s, with the Gold Rush as their magnets. That makes me third generation San Franciscan. Our children and grandkids lean into the fifth generation. Always fun to say I’m from the City. Joe is right: there are few of us.

          PAULINE REPARD writes:
          Joe Brown, I would love to read more here about your trek across the brand-new Golden Gate Bridge at age 7. Your father must have been very determined, to wade through what I guess was a sizable crowd.

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          BOB LAURENCE writes:
          I believe I've solved the mystery of why Doug Manchester insists on being called "Papa Doug."
          Just watched the HBO movie about Ernest Hemingway and Martha Gellhorn. Hemingway was called Papa. Manchester sees himself as the Hemingway of the real estate trade.

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          REBER: The 919 Gang sends Happy Birthday (May 29) wishes to Scott Linnett and Doug Williams.

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          JACK REBER writes:
          A question for someone at the U-T: Have you stopped running movie times on the web site or am I just not looking in the right place? Formerly, I clicked entertainment and movies and the page gave me the option of searching for a theater or for movie times. I am not finding those two options.

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          REBER: This next video was a bit slow to load for me, but worth the wait. It deals with the birds of Midway Island and the junk they eat that kills them. Excellent photography.

          GENE CIECHANOWSKI forwards:
http://www.midwayfilm.com

          GENE CIECHANOWSKI forwards:
          Best site on the history of the Jews.
http://tinyurl.com/6upynp8
   

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