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Rod in “The Best is Yet to Come” 11/6/04
Photo by Shira Greenburg ©2004 by Broadway.com. Used by Permission

A Thought for Today

One man will always make a difference.

 

JOHNNY CARSON
1925-2005

The term legend is truly overused but it more than fits Johnny Carson, the last face many of us saw every night for 30 years before drifting off to sleep.

Johnny was there when I was just beginning a career and supported me after I arrived. Indeed, if entertaining was your profession and you appeared on The Tonight Show you were probably a success or on the threshold. Without doubt he introduced more comedians, singers, writers, actors, public figures and entertainers to his faithful viewers than anyone in the history of television.

He loved talent and was justifiably proud of his ability to give a performer that extra push that made the difference.

Johnny was a gifted comedian, raconteur and a gentleman in every sense of the word. His death is a personal loss. My condolences to his immediate family and to the country that considered him family.

RM 1/23/2005

.ASK ROD

ALEXANDER DREY

Ken Blackie sent this along to me. Looks like I misplaced a letter and Lisa turned to Ken for help.

Ken, I haven't heard from Rod yet, though he appears to be very busy. I have checked the "Flight plan" regularly to see if he answered my question there, but I have not seen it. I requested information on Alexander Drey.

My other leads have either led nowhere or have led back to Rod. Rod's quotes are also in my book and one of the publishers "Stanyan Books" (the book is "You're My Friend, So I Brought You This Book") appears to be closely tied to Rod (as far as my internet searches have gone). I have other emails out, but given that Rod appears to quote him or talk about him regularly as well as know his birth date, I do believe Rod is my best bet for finding out who Alexander Drey is.

I probably would not care so much if it had been easy to find out who Alexander Drey is. The mystery, however, has caused a vendetta to find out who this person is/was. I must know. I would greatly appreciate it if Rod would help me out. Thank you, Lisa


Dear Lisa, Sorry I seem to have taken my time in getting back to you but whenever the subject of Alex Drey comes up I have a hard time deciding where to begin. While various reports site Drey’s birthplace as Lithuania, New Jersey and other exotic locals he was actually born on Feb 29,1936 in Alamo, Nevada. If he still seems youthful today it’s probably because his birth date only comes around every four years.

Little is known about Drey’s early years but his friendship with Dr. Louisa Duffy Booth, Bevins Jay and Bessie Lorraine Boles is the stuff legends are made of. His marriage to Miss Boles lasted less than a week and he has said of it, “I was lonelier when I was married to the bitch than I am now living alone.” (The forgoing quote is not the kind you might find by Drey in one of the Stanyan Books such as I Think I Love You So I Brought You This Book, Sounds That Break the Silence or Be Gentle with Me for I Love You as I Love the Sun).

Despite how he may have felt about the breakup Drey and Boles remained life-long friends and it was Boles who introduced him to Dr. Booth. His three decades of companionship with Booth is often cited as the spur that made him the philosopher modern wits quote and so often parrot.

I don’t feel unkind in saying that being in the company of any one of this quartet was more than pleasurable, but the four of them together? No thanks! An evening of nothing but bon mots is as destructive to the well-ordered head as a box of bonbons to an empty stomach. Neither organs digestive system seems able to process the sweet and sour of it.

Jay’s wit was dry but never mean and though in her eighties Boles remarks can still elicit howls. Drey and Dr. Booth can be Damon and Pithias one minute and Burns and Allan the next. And, the roles are interchangeable. One need only fall into this pantomime a few times to automatically start declining further invitations. Wade Alexander once remarked, “Fortunately for all of us they never need a fifth for bridge,”

Drey appears often in the Stanyan Books because like Boles, Booth and Jay he is highly quotable. Other Drey quotes that never made it into the Stanyan Book series are quite telling.

“Get thee in front of me Satan so I can see what the hell you look like” and “I’m tired but not too lazy to spend the next few hours listing several hundred reasons why I loath your company.” The last remark having allegedly been directed to the actor George Sanders. It was Drey who documented Bevins Jay’s final remarks on his deathbed, “Hello happiness, you’re a little late getting here.”

So, Lisa, that’s more than a little bit and perhaps quite enough about our old friend A. D. for this time around. Cheers, Rod.

HELP

A possibly odd question - would you know anything of the singer Jobriath, who did glam rock in the mid-70s, and cabaret in New York later? thanx. JP

Dear JP, Wish I could help you on this one but I'm not as up to speed on 'Glam Rock' as I could be. The name Jobriath does ring a bell. You might try our Google search engine or perhaps one of my readers can help you. Best Regards, Rod

YOU CAN NEVER TAKE IT BACK

Where did you say, "if you tell someone you love them you can never take it back"? Thanks. Mary Lou Sindlinger

Dear Mary Lou, I turned to my very own Boswell, Jay Hagan for the answer to your query. The selection is titled “Sunday” and comes from the album The Earth in the San Sebastian Strings Elements trilogy. Since it was meant to he spoken and heard against Anita Kerr’s music it has never been published in one of my books.

I consider ‘Sunday’ a stream of conscience offering, making it neither a poem or prose. The narrator is thinking out loud without editing his observations. Here is the text.

Sunday

It's hard to believe it can be so quiet after such a noisy Saturday night. There were so many words I wanted to use last night. Words I'm afraid of . . . like... tomorrow... and together...and love.

If I say I love you I want it to mean more than I love peanut butter or James Bond movies I want it to mean I'm letting go for always. That I won't turn back. I've never used the word before. I've been afraid. Once you say you love somebody you can't take it back.

But let's not talk about love. Let's talk about dogs or Summer time. We can read the funny papers out loud or go to the zoo
or just stay here like we are.

Come out along the trees with me. You never knew my middle name. I haven't told you that. Do you know that I can stand on my hands? Almost. There is probably a mole somewhere down your back that escaped my eyes in darkness. We need to know it all, everything that brought us to each other’s eyes and why. All those mysteries we've saved for no one we can give to one another.

Where did the night go? Already it's Sunday. I love you.

Words by Rod McKuen, Music by Anita Kerr ©1968 by ANRO Productions. Copyright renewed. All rights reserved

LEAPING THE POND

Hello Rod, Hope you are well. I live near London, UK. I grew up listening to your songs in the 70's, when I was about 10, which my Mum played on her old record deck -it brings back fond memories. I heard Sinatra on the radio singing Love's Been Good To Me the other day & I thought I'd check out what you were up to these days. I was wondering that, if & when you decide to tour again, do you have any plans to come to the UK? (I bet my Mum would love to see you live!) All the best Tim Beeston.

Dear Tim, Thanks for the thoughtful note. I am well Tim and reasonably happy, thanks for asking.

I get requests to come back to England for concerts nearly every day of the week. I’d do it in a shot if I had a UK sponsor. Trouble is I've outlived all the promoters who used to present me on your side of the ocean . . . but I go on hoping. Keep thinking good thoughts and my best to you and your Mom. Warmly, Rod.

RUNNING BAREFOOT ACROSS HER HEART

I still have the original 33's from the 60's that you did with Anita Kerr and I’m so glad this website is up and running. You have not only left footprints on my heart but have certainly left quite an impact on the world.

As a college trustee 4 yrs ago at a meeting of all state colleges in San Francisco I found myself searching for Stanyan St. and yes I did take the ferry out to Sausalito. Now I am 58 and still moved by your music and your words and every now and then take them out again.

My son is now an aspiring actor living in Sherman Oaks so I do frequent CA. Can't seem to let go of Boston. I was in the front row so many years ago when you performed there. Many Thank You's for a lifetime of memories. Dyan F. Salemi


Dear Dyan, Thank you. Hiking your heart is my image of the day. I promise to tread lightly. Glad you made it out to San Francisco and with your son living in near-by Sherman Oaks we are all practically family.

I love Boston and always have. I lived there for several months during the seventies and found that it reminded me a lot of my old North Beach neighborhood in San Francisco. Over the years I’ve played quite a few Boston theatres and concert halls and if I’m back that way again don’t forget to come up and say hello. All my best, Rod

SAY GOODBYE

Did you once narrate a film entitled Say Goodbye? I remember the film detailed environmental issues / endangered species. I viewed the film in my high school biology class and still remember it 30 years later, it left that much of an impression on me. I have tried searching the Internet without much luck, so I thought I’d ask you personally. Your help would be greatly appreciated. Thank You. Donna M. Kidd

Dear Donna, the great filmmaker David Wolper produced “Say Goodbye” and I had the good fortune to be asked to narrate it. It made quite an impact at the time of its release and was even nominated for a Best Documentary Oscar.

Other milestones in the career of David Wolper include “Roots” his milestone series for television and staging the opening and closing ceremonies for the Los Angeles Olympics.

I have fond memories of “Say Goodbye” and you are right, it seems to have disappeared from the radar screen. I’ll do some further checking with David and keep you posted. Kindest Regards, Rod.

AND FINALLY

Here’s one of my favorite Johnny Carson jokes: “An optimist in show business is an accordionist with a beeper.”

Don’t forget to meet me here on Wednesday for Webmaster Ken’s This One Does It for Me and I’ll have more to say on Thursday. Sleep warm.

RM 1/23/2005 8:53PM PST

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Wellington Anniversary (NZL)

Tatyana Ali o John Belushi o Ernest Borgnine o Bobby Bryant o Neil Diamond o Gennifer Flowers o Elmer Fudpucker o Mark Goodson o Emperor Hadrian o Doug Kershaw o Natassja Kinski o Aaron Neville o Michael Ontkean o Mary Lou Retton o Oral Roberts o Yakov Smirnoff o Ray Stevens o Maria Tallchief o Sharon Tate o Edith Wharton o Estelle Winwood o Warren Zevon

Tuesday 25 January

Corazon Aquino o Robert Burns o Mildred Dunnock o Wilhelm Furtwangler o Ernie Harwell o Terrance Hill o Diana Hyland o Etta James o Dean Jones o Harold Lloyd, Jr. o China Kantner o Alicia Keys o W. Somerset Maugham o Don Maynard o Edwin Newman o Leigh Taylor-Young o Virginia Woolf

Rod's random thoughts I write with love; and a heart bright red is easier to hit than some crouched black target. Even if I could I wouldn’t have it any other way. -from “Fields of Wonder,” 1971

Surprises lose their awe, relived, retold.

Good work consists of habit. Lose a day and you risk the loss of the rhythm that drives you.

WINDMILLS ONLY

There are no dragons
              anymore
       only windmills
       nothing left
       to slay except
       the clock
that goes on stealing
time from us.

No one tells
the would be Don Quixote’s
how easily a windmill
chomping, churning
cutting through the air
can be stopped
or made to move
more slowly.

Who comes forth to say
the graveled growl
of these metal
wooden windmills
is only made
by old machines
rusted, needing
oil and care.

The only fire
they ever spew
       or spit
is the glint of sun
on summer Sundays
as steel
slices up
the sky.

Not here, upstate
or even on the floor
of Scotland’s lake
are there dragons
        anymore.

Should one pretend
his way into your life
stand back, take aim
               and blow.
Like some determined
birthday child
who puts the candles
on his cake
to smoldering
with a single breath,
you could send a dragon
fleeing with a wink.

Your lungs
are every bit
       as big
as those
of any windmills
on the farm
or in the
barnyard
down the road.
But anyway,
there are no dragons
anymore.

-from Coming Close to the Earth, 1978

 
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