NolongerHandsome C ld us squalls just like this suddenly popped up and after all, just as suddenly.
I know that the storm stopped. Instead of being grateful to be alive I was angry that he was living. Blood stained the entire front of the aqua muumuu. It looked like blood was coming out of nearly any pore in her face, when she turned back to me. She was cut and bleeding all over her cheeks, her forehead and her chin. We would ss like a little microbe in this maelstrom until either the storm was over or we were finished, and I thought finished the more likely of the two. So, nolongerHandsome C and his firstandonly mate somehow managed to get to the mainsail, and in striving to hoist it, bent the winch. Also, we managed finally to use up our fuel. Now let me tell you something. No gas, no sail. She had apparently taken the mirror out of the compact, cracked it against the window, and powdered her face with the shards of broken glass.
Moored out in the distance was a very large ‘trimasted’, square rigged sailing vessel that looked like a pirate ship.
It had to was salvaged from an old Errol Flynn movie, or maybe had once been a floating junk on the China Sea.
It had, on its prow, a carved, wooden, barebreasted mermaid with flowing golden locks. I asked Orval to return to the boat to start getting our luggage off while I made plane reservations and tried to find a car to take us to the airport. We were able to schlep Judy up the flight of stairs to the second floor and into the shabby apartment, where she swallowed the offered sleeping pills and fell on the bed. By the way, the ugly episode looked to be over. It appeared as though she wanted to look respectable when she got off the plane in Miami. By the way I rejoiced, when she asked me for her makeup. Things got even better once in transit. Remember, I didn’t have the luxury of basking in those feelings since moments later there was a loud, aggressive knocking on the door, Actually I was nonplussed, perplexed and paralyzed.
Besides, the desk clerk wasstanding there sputtering something in anger, all ‘red faced’ and furious.
a Memoir by Stevie Phillips.
Martin’s Press. Then, excerpted from Judy Liza Robert Freddie David Sue Me. For example, this part of our luxury vacation cruise was now over, thank God. For instance, we had survived, we had drifted 15 miles in the storm in the course of the night. Their coast guard arrived a few hours later with fuel and provided us with an escort into the harbor. On p of this, I’d gotten used to that, but Judy’s howling turned us into a freak show, we were an oddity in any port. We were in an ugly, heavyduty, commercial port where the freighters that normally supply Nassau were being unloaded. Longshoremen just beginning their days’ work stopped what they’ve been doing to stare at us as we tied up. You see, the beautiful Nassau I’d imagined, however, was not where our nautical escort brought us.
While leaving any of us gasping like so many asthmatics, everyone clamored up on deck clinging to the lifelines while waves washed over our heads.
This ship is going down and we’re all preparing to die right here, at this point.
It’s over, I actually said to myself. Whenever singing Over the Rainbow to a large group of big, beautiful, grey, ‘semi naked’ longshoremen below, judy was crying and, at very similar time. Sounds familiardoes it not? The gleaming yachts were there just as I had imagined, every one tied up in its own slip. This is the case. Judy and I, with a hairdresser named Orval Paine who, To be honest I believe, hailed from somewhere in the Midwest, went directly from the airport in Miami to the docks at 4 in the afternoon.
None of them was ours. The actual question is. Will you abandon me? Now what the ‘fk’ are you planning to do? With a sort of quizzical smile I call it her Mona Lisa look it says, here’s, OK feast your eyes on what I’ve done, She looked at me exactly as she had in the past when she cut herself. She had apparently taken the mirror out of the compact, cracked it against the window, and powdered her face with the shards of broken glass. Never one like that, judy and I had been through many bad scenes together.
What I saw convinced me that Judy cut herself when I was there as I could save her. She needed both a witness and a savior and sadly, it was me. I’m sure he was grateful to be topside. Basically, while thinking there will be a swell dinner crowd and the strappy sandals will get their first outing, I inquired if we could stay all of a sudden at the yacht club. I saw the captain’s face brighten a little. For instance, he forced a smile in gratitude and made a shy thank you in front of Orval and me. It was the most horrific thing I’d ever witnessed.
I think, a lot more times than I will like to, about being 26 and sitting there while the world’s greatest entertainers is slashing her face to ribbons right next to me.
Judy had a death grip on the wroughtiron balustrade that framed the little balcony.
It ok all the strength Orval and I had left to pry her fingers loose. We dragged her back into the room kicking and screaming while the desk clerk ld me in emphatic terms to get her out of the hotel inside of ten minutes. Notice that it shocks me when I hear about anyone cutting oneself. Unexpected, therefore this episode went way beyond pills and beyond slitting her wrists as long as it was so ghastly, grisly, and so bizarre. Certainly amid the most endearing, perhaps not amidst the most beautiful faces. That face! That fabulous face! Judy Garland? I grabbed Judy’s purse and the little white ‘carryon’ of pills, left my beautiful Saks wardrobe behind and Orval and I, every holding Judy under an arm, literally dragged her across the street.
Whenever singing Over the Rainbow to a large group of big, beautiful, blackish, ‘semi naked’ longshoremen below, judy was crying and, at identical time. Their number was growing, and they’ve been hooting, hollering, and generally getting crazy.
In this excerpt from Phillips’ new memoir, Judy Liza Robert Freddie David Sue Me, she describes the horrors of a 1963 vacation. Whenever witnessing Garland’s triumphant comeback to Las Vegas and the big screen, even as she committed slowmotion suicide with pills, after the agency she worked for signed udy Garland, phillips became the legend’s 24/7 7 minder. She didn’t realize she’d be a baby sitter, Stevie Phillips dreamed of being a Hollywood agent.
Modal TriggerSo how does a non yachting person get a yacht without having to rent it?
The plan for the vacation with Judy was to cruise on Charlie’s yacht from Miami to Nassau.
One borrows it from a rich friend, for sure, and Judy had a fine collection. Charles Wacker was rich enough to have a whole avenue named after his family. There’s some more information about this stuff here. Wacker Drive in Chicago. That’s where it starts getting really intriguing. Things began to sound a little better, when I heard that. Needless to say, I prepared myself for that, mostly in Saks Fifth Avenue. While spending days with charming company as we glided over a silken sea, I imagined stopping at glamorous yacht clubs and meeting handsome, debonair men. Just think for a moment. Maybe we should have a madcap, wild and wonderful time, Our crew will be uniformed, the cook world class. It was clear she liked the eye candy she was looking at. As a result, judy eyed him lasciviously and said, Well, what are we waiting for. Our captain was young, tall, thin, blond, ‘blue eyed’ and attractive.