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Aimee McPherson Scandal

Aimee Semple McPherson Scandal Uses  court documents, affidavits, articles and other well referenced materials in considerable detail to explore the missing weeks and subsequent events of Aimee Semple McPherson in 1926. Kenneth Ormiston actually left the Temple several months before the Mrs. McPherson disappearance.  Most accounts erroneously imply he left at the same time Mrs. McPherson disappeared.  Moreover, Ormiston presented himself to the police headquarters  May 27 to deny he had "went into hiding" he also indicated his name connected to the evangelist was a gross insult to a noble and sincere woman.  He gave a detailed description of his movements since May 19.  He took other assignments, about two weeks before Aimee McPherson 's January 11, 1925 trip to Europe [Cox Page 37-38] Shortly thereafter, on June 23, Mrs. McPherson stumbled out of the desert in Agua Prieta, Sonora, a Mexican town across the border from Douglas, Arizona. The Mexican couple she ap

Win With a Wife!

The Miami News – Mar 30, 1941 Win With a Wife! America’s Ace Radio Comedians Find Success Was Aided by Their Mates IF YOU want to succeed in radio get a wife. That is the advice of Jack Benny , George Burns , Jim Jordan (Fibber McGee) and a score of other top radio stars whose acts on the air wouldn’t be possible without their “ever loving” wives. Imagine, if you can, Jack without his constant heckler. Mary: George without Gracie’s stupidities: or McGee with no Molly to admonish him with, “T’aint funny, McGee,” and you begin to see what marriage means to the comics. Many a radio funny man has taken a woman unto himself and thereby reaped a fortune. No happier or more profitable union in radio exists than that of Jack Benny  and Mary Livingstone .The antics of this celebrated couple send laughter rolling from coast to coast and brings dollars rolling into their pockets. But it wasn’t always that way. Jack’s first clear impression of his acid tongue

Another Case Closed...Only the Way Basil Rathbone Could Do as Holmes. (Old Time Radio)

From 1939 to 1947, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes reached millions of listeners every week. When the voices of Basil Rathbone as Holmes and Nigel Bruce as Dr. Watson came to the microphone, America was ready to listen. Rathbone brought a sophisticated tone to the character that was hard to mimic. In fact, through the years whenever portrayed Sherlock Holmes in movies or on the was hard to picture anyone but the irrefutable expertise of Rathbone in the role. Concurrently, Mr Bruce maintaining the base bellow of Dr Watson precluded anyone else from establishing similar credibility. Many tried, but no one had Nigel’s presence of portrayal. When Rathbone decided to leave the role, they brought in Tom Conway to continue the voice characterization. Later John Stanley came in to fill the boots. Although these fine performers extended the life of the program...they could not extend the same rapport Rathbone and Bruce developed. These same gentleman played the parts in many movi

Revealing Facts of Hollywood Life

The Miami News – Jan 23, 1938      From Edgar Bergen — Revealing Facts of Hollywood Life To Charlie McCarthy Now that Casanova McCarthy has become a film star and has met Mae West on his Sunday night NBC program, his long-suffering better half decides it is time to take him aside and tell him a thing or two. The lecture and the outcome are recorded here, along with a photographic record of what happened when they visited Dorothy Lamour at Paramount studios. MY DEAR CHARLIE: It has been a long time since my last opportunity to talk to you like a father. Remember the night in the rainbow room of Radio City over a year ago when you bet Rudy Vallee you’d take that blond chorus girl home after the show? I had to pay that bet for you, Charlie, and you promised never to look at a woman again after I took you aside in the cloak room and impressed on your tender young nature some of the facts of life. “Ah, please stop, Mr. Bergen,” you cried in shame, “No one ever