Action (May 1941 - Mar 1958)

"AS THE WHEELS TURN" AS WE look around the department we see that Bert Henderson and Bill Taylor are once more among those present. Our sincere sympathy, although a little late, to Cliff "Scottle" Parker, whose wife passed away last month. Our sympathies also to Bill Ernst, whose mother passed away. It has been brought to the attention of this column that the Insurance Company has made the future a little brighter for Mrs. Tom Skobel. Since the last issue the wheels have really begun to turn with "The Yank in The R.A.F." and the forthcoming cowboy series; we hope things are looking good. The French Cabs have been changed from the left-hand drive to a righthand drive for the new English picture, previously mentioned. To most of us it is quite a thrill to drive in the righthand side, but to Ace Clark it is commonplace. Russ Bell has one of the convertible coupes that is worth "three blondes to the block." I hear tell the studio is purchasing a street-sweeper. This column nominates Harold Busby for the position." Harry Peters bought a pair of bus driver pants the other day. Could he possibly be angling for No. 299? Why does Red Sessoms keep asking Clarence Shores how far up the draft numbers are? It is getting to be about that time of year for Jim Surtees to start telling his fish stories. What was Harry Linklater oiling his lawn-mower for the other day? I hear he never uses it. The gift that was presented to Jack Huston by his fellow workers was very apropos for his position. — B. W. WHAT’S COOKIN’? LJAVEyou heard about the play-boy • I who wouldn't get up before noon because he was "Anti-Meredian”? Cr the termite who walked up to the cafe owner and exclaimed, "Beat me. Daddy. I ate the bar." Cr the couple who met in a revolving door and have been going around together ever since? Cr the tongue sandwich that went Tsh! Tsh! when it saw the customer? Cr that Guy Tano, our bus-boy actor from Broadway, will return in the Fall to do the lead in a new play, entitled "And The Darkness He Called Night." Through this column he wishes to thank Jimmie Fidler, Sidney Skolsky, Erskine Johnson, an d the 20th Century-Fox Publicity Staff, all of whom helped to make it possible. Cur best for a speedy recovery to Rena Austin, Nancy Woodstock, and Naomi — all on the sick list. Things have come to a pretty pass when Al Baker, the baker (double talk] receives fan-mail from his doughnuts — Imagine Frank Campillo being mistaken for Julius Ceasar the other afternoon on Hollywood Boulevard . . . and right after a tonsilectomy too. And a closing bit of philosophy about dentists who are a happy lot, even if they do look down-in-the-mouth. Condolences to Helen Fayette on the death of her grandmother in Colorado. Greetings across the miles to Denver, Colorado where "Andy" is vacationing for two weeks. Avast there lubbers . . . "Now's your chance to date Dorothy, 'cause next month her Ken will be married to Uncle Sam's Navy." — R.T. RESEARCH NOTES Received a note from the Studio Club, saying that the Research Library hasn't contributed a column for "Action." Well, here goes . . . We lost our Number 2 boy (James Earle is No. I) to Uncle Sam. John Horvath left us to bask in the sunshine at Camp Callan. He was replaced by young Eric Hansen from up Oregon way. Frances Richardson very sorrowfully turned in her little tan Plymouth on a Big Blue One, we hope it will wear as well as the old one. Ruth (little Ruth) Swartzchild entertained at her home on Sunday, among those present were Katherine Lambert, Helen Webb, Gertrude Kingston, May Morris, Maude Clague, James Earie and Eric Hansen. Frances Richardson and Ruth (Big Ruth) Fox didn't show up but a swell time was had by all those who attended. I guess that's all. We don't have any engagements, marriages or births to record for this department this month. — R.F. SPARKS FROM THE ARCS The electrical bowling team finished in third place. However, they gave a great number of pins to all opposition. Better luck next time, fellows! Say, the "juice" department needs a baseball team. Why doesn't somebody get off the fly-paper and get one going? R. G. (Bob) Campbell was in town recently from Camp Ord where he is stationed. Bob looks fine and likes the service swell. LABORELATES OUR previous Scribe, Bill Goldman, has been promoted to the Mill Office. During his stay with us by his cheerful disposition and clever wit he made many friends. The many pals you have left here wish you every success Bill. The splendid act of kindness extended by the Studio Club to one of our gang, Tony Petrilli, ought to answer a lot of questions as to what the club does. We on the outside never realize that similar acts are performed by the Welfare Committee everyday. That is why when you pay your dues consider it an honor that you are helping in some way the greatest cause of all, helping your fellow man. The generous donations given also by the gang did a lot to alleviate Tony's illness. In the past in this Department we have accomplished what often seemed Impossible but our latest job at Point Magu tops them all. In record time we will complete an excavating job right on the Pacific. I don't know if we would be more useful to Winston Churchill or Hitler, but I do know that after this job we could make the English Channel look like the Los Angeles River in July. Come out and see our champion Baseball team perform every Sunday. That old "MUG" is just as good as ours right now. Our star sports reporter and scorekeeper. Cliff Beldlng, is doing a super job of furnishing this department with a typewritten report of every Sunday's game, take a look on the Bulletin Board every Monday morning. If you fellows have any junk to move contact Lloyd Phillips, his new trailer is a dandy. "Free rental service any time." — I.R. Quite a number of the boys have been getting some of the overtime that comes in such a handy way on pay-day. That will help to take care of the slack periods they had. I still think that Fox has the most modern and efficient electrical department in the business. To Tom Powell: Tom, the Department wishes to congratulate you on your recent marriage. We wish you and the Mrs. much happiness. That reminds me of something else, too: Does anybody know the dark-haired gaffer that was recently married to a pretty blonde? Well, J. V., we all wish you and Mrs. J. V. much happiness. Brother, you can start buying cigars. Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Vaughn Ashen on the arrival of that 7-pound baby girl. Warren Brown is back at work with his fellow workers after having mumps on both sides. He can now get back to his favorite pasttime of bowling. 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