I just came across an interesting quote on flying from Judy Garland….
I can only imagine what she would have to say if she were flying today…
“I hate flying. I don’t want to die. I’ve never met a cast of people I wanted to die with. You go on an airplane and see the people sitting there reading Reader’s Digest…you don’t want to die with them, you KNOW, you don’t want to die with them!
First of all I get top billing: JUDY GARLAND dies in plane crash. For other deceased, turn to section D page eighteen, where they have them listed alphabetically.
What are we doing flying around in airplanes? The birds don’t even go that high! You have to strap yourself in and HOPE…and there’s no hope and NO OXYGEN!
I have to make friends with the pilot, whereupon he tells me that his children are just as important to him as mine are…forget it! His life isn’t NEARLY as important as my life is to me! Call it sheer selfishness, I don’t really CARE!”
Whether you recognize the December Holidays as Christmas, Chanukah,Winter Solstice , Kwanzaa or anything else, I hope you all take the time to pause, share time and appreciate your friends and family- of birth or by choice.
Whatever your beliefs- and whatever mine might be- I still like this song best for the holidays. Forgive me if you don’t think it’s politically correct, but it sums it all up for me so I want to share it with you.
And besides, it’s Judy Garland at her best. Who can argue with that?
In recognition of her Carnegie Hall Concert 50 years ago tonight, there’s a lot of new interest in Judy Garland.
Here is a great article from this month’s Vanity Fair:
In December 1959, Judy Garland, only 37 but with a quarter-century of hard living behind her, lay near death in New York’s Doctors Hospital. Alcohol and pills were the culprits. When in reasonably good health, Garland, who stood an inch under five feet, weighed 100 pounds. Now she weighed 180. Her tiny frame was grotesquely swollen with fluid and her liver severely compromised. Her eyes were glazed; her memory was failing; her body was shutting down. Walking by Garland’s hospital room, a close friend overheard a clutch of doctors discussing her condition. One of them turned to the friend. “I have to tell you the truth,” the doctor said. “I don’t think she’s going to make it.”
She made it. “She had the constitution of an army,” Garland’s daughter Lorna Luft says. “She just knew she had to keep going.” But three weeks later, after 20 quarts of fluid had been drained from her body, her lead physician told Garland, “For the rest of your life, all your physical activity must be curtailed. You are a permanent semi-invalid.… It goes without saying that under no circumstances can you ever work again.”
Garland fell back onto her pillows. “Whoopee!” she cried, weakly.
June 22nd- A Day of Big Entrances and Big Exits
I was just checking the internet because I knew of one important event that happened yesterday.
I actually found many interesting things happened on June 22nd. It’s kind of a Red Letter Day in Gay History and the Arts…
On June 22nd:
A lot of big entrances and exits on this day. Kind of makes you think…
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