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NANCY STREEBECK TELLS:
How I shot
Tab Hunter
I'm Nancy Streebeck, and I'm Hollywood's most frantic fan.
I've shot quite a few stars in the last couple of years. Shot them in peculiar places, too — Jerry Lewis at the Hollywood Bowl, Cliff Robertson in a parking lot, Shirley Jones in an elevator. On a lonely street — that was Bob Horton; Perry Lopez got it near the pool.
Some of them were brave, some were mad. Some . . .
Well, here's what they said. Their famous last words, just as I started shooting . . .
This snapshot came out fine, and even though he was in a rush, I'm delighted. Because he called me honey I
This shot of Johnnie Ray was taken at Television City. A group of fans mounted a white tablecloth on the black wall of the artists' entrance to take colored photographs. When Johnnie came out they steered him over to their improvised photo gallery. He took one look and nearly collapsed with laughter.
over here and take your turns."
"Take a close-up," Terry begged, "I don't want everyone to see the laundry I'm carrying."
It wasn't laundry at all. It was a costume for a tv show.
| got Tab Hunter right in the middle of a parking lot near Sunset Boulevard. I grabbed my camera, but he was only a foot away before I could put the bulb in the flash gun.
"Tab, would you wait just one second until I get this darn thing set up?"
"I'm in an awful rush, honey, but okay."
"Hey, you kids have got this deal all set up. It's a fix ! Okay, you crazy cats, start poppin' those flashbulbs!"
Just as he started to leave, Terry Moore and Steve Forrest appeared. Joked Johnnie, "They've got us hooked. Come
Cliff Robertson was waiting for his car when I got him at the Statler Hotel. Vera Miles and Gordon Scott had just come running up the steps hollering, "Hey, Cliff! Can you loan us seventy-five cents? We left our money at home and we can't get our Cadillac from the parking lot attendant!"
We all went into gales of laughter. Cliff teased them about living beyond their means, and gallantly handed them a crisp dollar. He was still smiling when I clicked the shutter.
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I tried to get a photo of Vera and Gordon but they were in a rush to get their Caddy out of hock.
At the opening of the Ice Follies the first nighters watched the skaters through binoculars.
I used my binoculars, too — but I was casing the rows of customers for familiar movie faces. I aimed at bearded John Ericson.
I hen I whirled around and noticed a mob around a lean, grinning fellow. I didn't recognize him, but I heard someone mumble something about him having a small role in The Actress, so I figured I'd knock him off too. He's done a lot since then. I'd know popular Tony Perkins anywhere.