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that contained, among other things, 3 newspapers (fort worth star-telegram) from the late 1930s. they're a bit brittle for me to leaf through, but this article was on the bottom right corner of the dec. 28, 1937 paper. Dear Doctor: I'd Like to Wear Mood No. 1769543 Today __ New York, Dec. 27 (AP)--Doctors eventually will be able to control human emotions, and make you happy or sad at will, Dr. Foster Kennedy predicted today. But the eminent neurologist added, that won't be as good as it sounds, because if everybody were happy, life wouldn't be much fun. A member of the Cornell Medical and Bellevue Hospital faculties, he told the Association for Research in Nervous and Mental Diseases that doctors had "pretty well determined" the brain center which controls our moods and some day would be able to "pull the switch" on that center. "Some day," he visualized, "the governments of the earth will appoint a switching day...and all mankind will come to be switched to Heaven." But soon, he continued, "they will begin to strive to return to the world they knew of before, a world of toil and conflict, of happiness and unhappiness." And when they regained that world, he added, the "lords of the earth" would load all the doctors in the world on to scows and take them out to sea and dump them overboard." If everybody were happy, he said, "we would all become Babbits*. Progress would end." *a reference to the 1922 Sinclair Lewis novel Babbit. |
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1938 'It' Girl Going to Be Mama of Daughter, So Papa 'It' Hopes __ Albuquerque, N. M., Jan. 27 (AP)--It's going to be a girl at the Rex (Clara Bow) Bells With a broad smile, the husband of the erstwhile "it" girl confided his hopes today. "I think it's a girl--at least I hope so," he said. The Bells have a 3-year-old son. Bell stopped off here en route to Magdelene, N.M., to purchase cattle for the Bell Ranch. |
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says nothing can be done about japan" article. you know who clara bow is, right? you seem like someone who would. it was a boy. |
I've actually seen very few of her pictures. And, she is a bit before my time. But, she was a huge star. |
This was in Las Vegas in 1993. My aunt Beth was a good friend of his (2nd? 3rd? much-younger) wife, and dropped me, my brother, and two cousins off at their ranch so we didn't have to go to the wake. I don't remember much about Rex except that he was a tall older man with white hair, very nice, and he had two Blue Heeler dogs who swam in the pool with us. The dogs were also very nice, in case you were wondering. |
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been rex bell jr.'s younger brother. my father turned 75 last wednesday. he still sends me the odd republican email forward and, if he feels chatty, asks about my shoulder or whatever he can think of. i've never had anything you could call a conversation with him, and we have gone for as long as a decade without actually talking to each other at all. but apparently he's feeling his mortality and wants to connect in the only way he knows how. long ago, the whole family came to terms with the fact that my father can't connect with people emotionally. with the exception, evidently, of his one child from his second marriage. his name is dan; i've met him a few times, but don't really know him. last week, out of the blue, he called my sister - who has at least a little more contact with my father - to ask her for "insight" about our father. i guess he doesn't feel he gets enough love or approval or something from my father. |
I feel very out of it. It's not that I have been up for nearly 24 hours. I slept that long yesterday. I just feel down. Upset. Slightly weepy for no good reason. I think I'm just nervous about my wife's upcoming surgery. Think I'll just check out a few more websites and go to bed. |
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I plan on making another appointment soon. |
She tells me that she wants to see me each week for each sessions, going to cost me 110 dollars for each session. |
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display off to the northwest, but i couldn't see it from my front yard. the 'works didn't go up high enough. i think it was because they some guy in a ww2 fighter plane circling the display. the plane would pass right over my apartment, rattle my glassware. hey lame cigar grimy ale ache reach me gaily --roy pod |
Yeah, I am alone yesterday, trying to get ahold of my daughter, she is with someone for the fourth of July. |