Carole Mallory
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Pan Am Stewardess Meets Rock Star: My ’60s Roman Holiday
“They’ve called us the Everly Brothers of the British Invasion, not particularly a comparison I cherish, mind you,” Gordon said sprinkling parmesan on his pasta
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Don’t Cry for Me Joe Paterno
Does a winning team justify sexual abuse at Penn State’s Happy Valley
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Flying to Hong Kong in the Mid-’60s as a Pan Am Stewardess
This past Sunday, the series “Pan Am” took a trip to Hong Kong, and my memories were revived
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Drugs, Sex, Girls: Being Directed by Peckinpah on His ‘Killer Elite’
Make-up — black grease — was put under all the other actresses’ eyes — I looked at him and thought, “You do that to me, and I’m walking,”
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Andy Rooney Was a Class Act … Conan O’Brien, Not So Much
I tried to protect Rooney’s feelings when a dual interview, failed … now I’m telling it as it really was
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Airsickness to Addiction: I Was a Real-Life Pan Am Stewardess
Flying the skies as a stewardess in the ’60s wasn’t anything like they show it on TV
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Celebrating Sheila MacRae’s 90th in Song — a Dynasty Ritual
As it does every year, family and friends will gather round the baby grand for a slew of husband Gordon’s hits
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Surprise … My Old Friend Albert Brooks Drives ‘Drive’
How Albert turned the playful, fun-loving comedy writer and director of the terrific film “Mother” into a terrifying hit man astounds me
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A Tribute to Berry Berenson, aka (Mrs. Tony) Perkins
To me, Berry was pure sunshine. She loved many, even those who to me seemed unlovable. She was my friend. And 10 years after 9/11, I still miss her
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Remembering Jerry Leiber, a Friend
I would sometimes fix Jerry up with dates, but he never seemed satisfied with my model friends — and he never ever liked my dating Norman Mailer
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Ayrton Senna Was a Real Sex Symbol
“I can’t quit. It’s in my blood. I must go on,” the racer once said
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Poet and Motion Picture Home Activist Sharmagne Remembers Her Husband, Richard Sylbert
“It all goes so quickly, do you realize there are streams we’ve never investigated, rivers we’ve never rippled and salmon we’ve never thought of catching?”
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As a One-Time Pizza Delivery Girl, I Don’t Think ’30 Minutes or Less’ Delivers
We would never have made a delivery to an abandoned factory like Jesse Eisenberg does — this is asking for trouble
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Why the Racial Divide of ‘The Help’ Hit Home to Me
It was Florida in the late ’50s, and on my school bus, the black students had to sit in the back — I didn’t understand why and would sit with them
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I’m Glad I Relented and Saw ‘The Devils Double’
I didn’t want to be reminded of my early support of the Iraq War, but the plight of Uday Hussein’s body double is gripping — thanks to actor Dominic Cooper
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