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THE FAITH HEALER 77
My next mistake came when I was invited to go horseback riding. I declined as politely as I could, explaining that, while I was very fond of dogs, I wanted no part of a horse and that horses felt the same way about me. After that I was strictly persona non grata.
Next day I decided to take a walk and see the town. I dressed in proper attire— including spats— took my walking stick, and started out. In five minutes every kid in town was following me. None of them had ever seen spats and a walking stick before. There I was, trying to make a good impression in my wife's home town, and all I got was the Kentucky buzz, which is about the same and just as humiliating as a Bronx cheer.
I returned from my walk an embittered man, and I may have made a slightly deprecatory remark about the Bluegrass State. My bride became indignant, and I made the fatal mistake of debating the cultural tastes of the South with a Southerner.
Up until the time I arrived in Hollywood I had an idea that it consisted of a village square with picture studios on all four sides, the whole works surrounded by orange groves. I discovered, instead, that Hollywood was a very loose term. Sometimes it meant a vague area in the outskirts of Los Angeles, the center of which was Hollywood Boulevard and Highland Avenue, where the Hollywood Hotel was located; but sometimes it referred to the moving-picture business, which seemed to be scattered all over southern California.
I was also surprised to find that Hollywood Boulevard was not a busy metropolitan street but a small-town thoroughfare bounded by orange and lemon groves as well as by business blocks. Pedestrians didn't have to look both ways to cross the street, and drivers parked their cars anywhere along the boulevard without danger of smashing fenders or locking bumpers.
But the most surprising feature of Hollywood was that the movie makers had turned the streets of the town into a background for their pictures and the residents into willing actors.