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View Article  re: flynn and tennis

Actually, Flynn had few equals, if any, among the Hollywood crowd.  Bill Tilden, the Federer of his day, made it clear that if Errol had wanted to, put his mind to playing tennis seriously he would have been world class.

He tried to teach me but, as I mention in my books, I had an older brother I disliked intensely who played at Wimbledon Lawn and Tennis Club -- as a member -- and any thought that reminded me of him was a turn-off.  I did however go on to be a world class amateur archer who shot on US teams and in National tournaments.  I was married then to a woman named Constance whom was actually better than I was  and end up at one time breaking a lot of California records and ranking 4th in the world.  Together, with her high scores, we won the National Husband and Wife trophy (1963) held at UCLA.

I loved archery and went hunting and plinking (shooting at tin cans, etc) with Rory Calhoun and Guy Madison frequently, and did exhibitions with the famed Howard Hill -- Errol's buddy.

Hope this answers your question, pal

View Article  flynn's character

Hi everyone:

I'm a long-time writer who has just finished my two volume memoirs "Googie's, Coffee Shop to the Stars, and in it have discussed my friendship with Errol.

 

I knew him well and was a guest at his house for almost a month early in 1950.  I never actually intedned to write an autobiography but then I got angrier and angrier at the heinous bios that came out describing Flynn as a spy and bisexual, etc.

Having spent many a night sitting around yakking in the living room in our bathrobes, with only Marge Eddington on the premises (in her room) I can assure you that if Errol had had bisexual tendencies he would have hit on me.  As the photos in my memoirs show I was attractive and certainly young enough to entice anyone to me.  Never ever once did he suggest, hint or make any moves toward me.

I also helped him home from nightspots many an evening when he was bombed and again he had the excuse of alcohol to get touchy-feely and never did.  And his wives would have attested to his virility.

As for his being a spy, that is so ludicrous it's hardly worth denying.  Errol was certainly generally thinking of Errol, that was his nature, but he had a high regard for the US and thought the world of Roosevelt.  I know, he told me so.

Anyway, I'm here and willing to answer any reasonable questions about The Colonel, so feel fre to ask.  With Buster and Nora gone, and his daughters "distant" to say the least, there ain't too many of us left who actually knew him.  I think his friend and a pal of mine, Patric Knowles is gone too.

That's it for now.  I hope you enjoy my memoirs as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Steve Hayes