When my daughter was a very young girl, Stan Jones, who was writing songs and acting in a Disney film “Ten Who Dared” had a meeting with Walt Disney, and took her along with him. After Stan and Walt had finished their conversation in his office, Walt turned to my daughter and asked her what film she would like to see on his television show, “Disney’s Wonderful World of Color.” Immediately, she answered, “Ferdinand.” He wrote it down on a blank sheet of paper on his notepad. Two weeks later, “Ferdinand” appeared on the show. He did listen to children. We went to see the rough cut of “Ten Who Dared” at the theatre at the Disney studio. The audience was comprised of some of the actors on the film, some Disney executives, and some people who worked at the studio. When it came to the scene where one of the characters is threatening another one’s dog, there was a gasp and a voice cried, “Oh, no! We don’t eat dogs in a Disney film!” Needless to say, that broke up the audience.
When she was twenty, my daughter, then in college, decided she wanted to travel, and the best way, she thought, was to become an airline hostess. She was thinking about TWA. Around that time, I was at a party at Eddie Albert’s home, where Mr. and Mrs. Rod Serling were also guests. We started talking, and I mentioned my daughter”s desire. “Oh,” Rod Serling said, “my brother,Robert, is the only man to attend the TWA training school. It was background for his book, ‘The President’s Plane is Missing.’Let me give you his phone number. Have her call him, and he can tell her about his experience. Just say I told her to get in touch with him.” He gave me the number, and Robert gave her all kinds of information. The next year, she became a TWA hostess.It was a “Twilight Zone” moment.
When my friend,David, came to visit me while I was working at Desilu, he looked up his old schoolmate, Anne Bancroft, who was making lower budget films at the time and in the middle of getting divorced, It was before she went back to NY to become an outstanding stage actor and her film career spiraled out of sight. David,Anne, whom he called “Annie,” and I had a couple of dinners together. One evening we went to Pacific Ocean Park, then a huge amusement center on the beach. We went on the rides, we ate cotton candy, we inhabited the fun house, with Anne and I hiding in nooks and crannies together to jump out and scare David. We wondered about the people who lived in the apartments down there with flimsy curtains flapping in their open windows. We sang to the radio music on the ride home, Anne driving. It was a time when, in our twenties, we could become kids again. She was a one-of-a-kind beautiful, bright lady, and I am glad that I had that time with her just to be ourselves.