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Re: Googie's, Coffee Shop to the Star… a Review!

18 Sep

At the urging of his eminence, Captain David, I repost this “comment” as an “article”. And on any ship, one must always obey them- both the captain and his articles!

Steve (and Tom)-

I received my volume 1 yesterday and was going to drop a line to you today, but I see that The Magnificent McNulty, has already struck, and hit CENTER target- what a marksman!

And while I'm at it- so are you Steve!

As I am “giving” this to myself, through another- I couldn't help it. I took a peek, and then had to read the WHOLE chapter on Flynn. I then jumped back to the front and read the Saxon intro- and all I can say is McNulty tells no tales because it's simply a fact … that not only are you a WONDERFUL describer, joining the other eyewitnesses of the past (Wiles, Walsh, Quinn, Cody, Nora, and Rory- just to name a few) but offering your own unique glimpse into what it was like, to be in the company of this man. And from all that I can tell, so far- it will be among the VERY BEST!

As volume one deals with the early part of acquaintance, the promise of the second is of a closer view, and your skill in “atmospheric” writing, brings the reader there right beside you!

I can't wait for “our” next visit.

Best regards, and … thank you for WRITING THIS BOOK!

Karl

— Karl

 
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Tales of Flynn

05 Mar

Here's a story I haven't shared much and it is my own and only near connection to the man …

Back in 1975, I knew and worked with a Spain-born fellow, who hung out with Sean Flynn (both being young teenagers) in Majorca in the 50's. He visited the Zaca, at one point, and related to me the following story:

The ship was at anchor, and people were generally relaxing about deck. Flynn did something kind of “unusual” in this young man's presence, that he still remembered MANY YEARS later. It seems that whenever a bathing suit clad young woman would walk by Errol, who was reclining in a deck chair, he would suddenly take his hand, palm up, and, moving the four lower fingers and thumb together and apart, together and apart, etc., follow the passing posterior while making chomping, pig grunting sounds … much to the amusement of himself and others. Part of the “appeal” of this action was that there was no indication it was about to happen, and that it was kind of startling and unexpected. And it “occurred” a number of times in my friend’s presence.

I have always found it to be such an amusing story to recall, not to mention UNIQUE – as it is something I have neither read nor heard of anywhere else,  and also somehow typical of the kind of spontaneous “fun” in which Errol might engage.

— Karl