…and Eleanor Parker and Audrey Totter passed away last week, too.

As usual, the Bard has the appropriate farewell to them all:

Goodnight, sweet prince/And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest

It came to grief whilst the pilot was attempting to plug it in to the PPS (pole power source).

Attaching the flying line to the rotating arm was supposed to keep the plane from wrapping itself around the pole. Obviously didn’t work this time.

I think he had many different ‘uniforms’…

He was known to change clothes as often as three or four times a day, possibly due to profuse sweating from his obesity.

some er fairly erm erm eccentric ?

Especially in the privacy of Karin Hall: a toga for presiding over a party…a fur-trimmed robe for dining…and for perusing his ill-gotten art collection, a Baroque men’s suit complete with ruffled shirt, brass-buckle shoes, and brandy sniffer. He said that it put him into a better frame of mind for appreciating the Old Masters.

One wonders about journalistic priorities, too. This crash occurred the very next day, killed many more people, wiped out two families, yet received a fraction of the coverage:

http://www.wyff4.com/news/columbia-statewide-news/police-9-killed-in-alaska-plane-crash-were-from-sc/-/9324106/20882994/-/n89snbz/-/index.html

Soaring chords from one of the great composers of Hollywood’s Golden Age:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Awez2AAfy0g

The battery problem — outsource work, import trouble:

http://seattletimes.com/html/businesstechnology/2021045270_boeingoutsourcingxml.html

Beautiful machine seen her flying around us……always loved US civvy stuff from that era

One of the reasons why it’s called the Golden Age. I’ve been fond of it ever since I saw Wiley Post’s Lockheed Vega, Winnie Mae, ages ago in the NASM’s “Tin Shed” that used to be in the backyard of the Smithsonian Castle.