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Ollie Carey was a Grand Old Dame but Wouldn’t Have Wanted to be a Grande Dame

by Beverley
March 25th, 2012
Ollie Carey

This photo of beloved Ollie Carey is one of my favorite photos of all the thousands I have taken in my life.

I certainly moved to Santa Barbara just in time — just in time for some fabulous people who will never be equaled again.  Just in time to see how life was enjoyed in the grand old Montecito mansions fully staffed from butler to chef.  My favorite people were all much older than I.  They’d lived lives that could never be duplicated in today’s messed up world.  They lived life to the fullest but had human compassion.  And they generously took a new young divorcee into their open arms and shared their world and affection with her.  And I truly loved them in return.

At the top of my list is a woman who when I knew her lived in a tiny pink house covered with vines and surrounded by ever blooming hibiscus trees on a big ranch, many thousand acres, in Carpentaria, California.  During an earlier stage of her life she’d lived in the late Rudolph Valentino’s famed mansion Falcon’s Lair.   Vast avocado orchards and lemon groves surrounded the little pink house.  And close by a huge reservoir that saved the many small ranch houses on the property and the fabulous lemon packing plant that had been converted into the chicest home filled with Tamayo paintings and great taste by ranch owner Irma Kellogg when a horrendous forest fire consumed the mountains behind and around it.  There’s another blog coming on that fire as I was at a party at painter Jack Baker’s house and studio on the ranch when the phone call came from the fire department the wildfire had broken the fire line at the mountain ridge and was racing down the hill.  “Get out fast!” was the order.

Bob Mitchum & Jan Sterling signed photo

Dorothy and Bob Mitchum were always at Ollie’s birthday parties. And Jan Sterling who lived for many years in London was there whenever she was in USA during the summer.

Irma had it in her legal documents that when the ranch was sold Ollie Carey would have her little pink house the rest of her life for $50 a month.  And that’s where she lived out her life.  And what a life it had been.  When I knew her the world came to her.  I’d drop in and find Richard Widmark or John Wayne or one of her many buddies from the past spread out in a big comfortable chair remembering the past with Ollie. And maybe drinking with her.  Ollie could drink with the best of them and did.  And generally had a cigarette burning. For her birthday each year Senator Barry Goldwater, wife Peggy and the whole family piled into RVs and drove over from Arizona to host Ollie’s birthday party, bringing all the provisions with them.  The party was held in a forest like area on the ranch and everyone was there from the ranch hands to the big Hollywood stars to baseball’s pitching great Sandy Koufax who would come with his in-laws Dick and Jeanne Widmark and wife Anne. Robert Mitchum, John Ireland, Stuart Whitman, Jane Russell, Dame Judith Anderson, and Mel Ferrer and Audrey Hepburn (when she was married to him) were all regulars.

Ollie's 80th birthday with Cappy, Dobe, Jack Baker

Ollie, daughter Cappy, son Dobe and friend Jack Baker at Ollie’s 80th birthday party

I got to know Ollie very well when she asked me to help her write her autobiography.  I’d head down to the little pink house, taking lunch with me for the two of us, and we’d work and laugh.  Oh how Ollie could throw back her head and belt out laughter.  It was wonderful  We actually came up with a good book I thought.  But we got turned down several times (what else is new for most authors!) and Ollie said, “To hell with it.”  She had one copy I think she tore up and I had one and it’s somewhere in the masses of papers stored in my garage and I have to find it I promise!

Article on young actress Olive Golden Fuller we all knew as Ollie

A publicity shot of Ollie in one of her early films

Ollie was born in New York City but she headed west to Hollywood at a very young age.  She told me that she was only 17 years old when she started living with the much older cowboy star Harry Carey.  Well, Harry was more than a cowboy star although that’s how he was known.  The son of a New York City judge and president of a sewing machine company, Harry was also a railway superintendent, author, lawyer and playwright.  And he had three years touring with a circus too!  Harry must have been quite a character.  Some of his escapades we had in Ollie’s book!!!!

The Barnett Bros Circus wagon photographed in the 1920s when Harry Carey was working with the circus.

Harry Carey starred in The Last of the Mohicans in 1934

Ollie and Harry lived on a ranch in San Francisquitao Canyon about 35 miles from Los Angeles.  It was the Saugus area where cowboy movies were shot in those days.  The ranch was big, about 1,200 acres, and they had a large group of Navajo Indians who lived and worked on the property and managed large herds of Navajo and Karakul sheep that grazed on the slopes of the mountains.  And they had a trading post store on the property.  Ollie would describe the Navajo religious ceremonies that took place on the ranch.  And speaking of living on the ranch, director John Ford and actor John Wayne lived there too sleeping in sleeping bags out front of the house joined by Ollie and Harry after a fire that started in the pump house destroyed the original wood frame farm house.  With their films shooting in that area it was practical and fun for sure to live with Ollie and Harry!

Ollie Carey Their trading store in Saugus, CA

Interior of trading store Ollie and Harry had in Saugus, California run by the Navajos who lived and worked on their ranch.

Harry was Ollie’s life.  She talked about Harry who died in 1947 to the day she died at 92 in 1988.  But she herself appeared in more than 50 films.  Her first was The Sorrowful Shore in 1913.  And now that all the people involved are gone I can tell an interesting story that proved how people loved Ollie.  I helped her with her mail etc. while we were working on the book since I was there almost daily.  I did notice that she lived basically on a check from the Motion Picture Home that always came the first of the month.  I would have expected it to come from Screen Actor’s Guild or something but not the Home.  But I never questioned it.  Some years after she had died I discovered a secret about that check and an interesting woman, Alice Irving.  We all knew Alice Irving who was quiet and shy.  She came from the East and had built a very modern home filled with a major contemporary art collection in Montecito.  I first knew her through volunteer work we both did at the Santa Barbara Museum of Art.  Alice Irving (her two names were usually spoken like one word) wore simple cotton dresses and sturdy shoes and gave no sign of the great wealth that was hers.  Well except for special events at the museum she might have a couple of  fantastic emeralds on her fingers perking up those cotton dresses with little collars and cuffs.  That was her idea of dressing up.  But about the secret I learned.  It seems she had given a large sum of money to the Motion Picture Home, part of it a donation to the Home and the remainder to be paid monthly to Olive Carey for the rest of her life with the understanding Ollie must always think it was from royalties for the films she made.  Ollie never suspected.  She really thought it was royalties for her films.  Alice Irving was a great lady of the old school.  Charity was done without notoriety.  It was done quietly from the heart.

Speaking of Ollie’s financial situation, one other envelope came the first of every month from famed film star Richard Widmark from wherever he was in the world.  In it was always a funny card and a hundred dollar bill and a comment like, “You probably need a new bra you old broad!” (Ollie never wore one) or “Bet you’re out of beer!”   And Ollie would throw back her head and roar with laughter and say something like, “I love that guy!”  And that guy and all of us really loved Ollie!

Ollie holding court

Ollie Carey and Mary Steele were always right there at the front table checking guests in for every Santa Barbara Museum of Art opening

Ollie dressed up, no Mu Mu, for some event.

Ollie and Jack Baker, neighbors and best friends, at one of Ollie’s birthday parties hosted by Peggy and Barry Goldwater every year

By The Way
This blog was started to sell my new book and I keep going off on other topics. Please do check out The Beautiful Lady Was A Palace Eunuch at Amazon.com
Acknowledgement:
Kathleen Fetner, Technical Advisor and Friend
Categories My Life

If You’re Rich Enough You Can Live In Movie Star Clothes From Auctions

by Beverley
October 3rd, 2011

Suddenly there is an epidemic of auctions of major deceased film stars!  Have all the families been hanging in there waiting for it to begin?  Last week I told you about handsome Douglas Fairbanks Jr.’s big auction.  Even confessed to bidding, though not getting, a lovely velvet collared evening cape.

Well from formal evening capes to John Wayne’s Lucchese cowboy boots, looking a bit beaten up that he wore in True Grit or Rooster Cogburn — or maybe both.  The auction house isn’t quite sure.  The estimate on them is $8,000 to $10,000 and it’s sure to soar.  You know how men are about their cowboy boots — when they’re in to them.  And to have “The Big Man’s!”  Of course there is one little catch.  Lucchese boots are hand made and they have numbers in them.  Well these boots have 495 in one and 496 in other which means they’re not exactly a matched pair.  The auction house explains it by stating that in Rooster Cogburn John Wayne had walked in streams and rafted some rivers and they probably got wet and additional boots were needed.  So if you don’t mind having a pair of boots that don’t exactly match the opening bid is $8,000.

There are actually more than one pair of Lucchese boots up for sale.  I’ve been looking at sample Lucchese boots all summer in a booth selling them at the Santa Barbara Polo Club almost every Sunday.  The boot booth was there because Lucchese is owned by John Muse who had a polo team playing at the Santa Barbara Polo Club called, surprise “Lucchese”.  And Lucchese won the hotly contested Bombardier Pacific Coast Open Tournament September 4th.  Of course John Muse doesn’t make anything on the auction of John Wayne’s boots and even if he did it wouldn’t really help him pay the ten goal star of his polo team, world’s greatest Adolfo Cambiaso.  You see Cambiaso was rumored to be getting paid a million dollars plus four fine polo ponies for his summer of polo in Santa Barbara.  I’m wondering now who made Adolfo’s boots.  Maybe some day they’ll come up for sale at a famous sportsmen’s auction and we’ll find out.

Now if you’re not interested in buying what John Wayne wore on his feet you can start at the top and work your way down.  But like Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. don’t look for underwear for sale.  Fortunately there’s none of Wayne’s either!  But there are lots of hats!

You can pick up a little beret from The Green Berets if you’re game to start bidding at $6,000.  No it’s not lined in sable!

A cowboy hat worn in either Horse Soldiers or Rio Lobo is considered more of a treasure than the little beret because bidding on that hat starts at $30,000.  A cowboy hat from Big Jake and/or Train Robbers starts at $30,000 as well.  A real bargain is a black bowler hat they think is from The Quiet Man that starts at $1,300.  And now I have to confess there is a white hat with a back flap that appears to me to be a Foreign Legion hat (they have another name for it) I find quite appealing.  It starts at $500 and one never knows how things will go.  I don’t think 82 going on 83 is really too old to run off and join the Foreign Legion if things get too rough do you?  It has always sounded so romantic.  And that hat is so cute…

Like the Douglas Fairbanks Jr. auction there are so many things for sale I don’t think should be like two unused checkbooks from 1960.  Opening bid is $600.  Who would be fool enough to sign one of those John Wayne and walk into a bank and try to cash it? Even if he were wearing cowboy boots and Stetson hat.

And again there were lots of books for sale.  But they were more Hollywood biography and coffee table books.  I won’t even begin to compare it to Douglas Fairbanks Jr’s really fine quality library.

If you are tempted by any of this you’d better get on line fast and go to Heritage House Auctions because John Wayne goes on sale October 6th and 7th.  No time to lose.

You have plenty of time to buy Elizabeth Taylor gowns, jewels, who knows what else.  Christie’s is really pushing this one!  I had a formal engraved invitation to buy a ticket for a viewing of  Taylor items being sold in Los Angeles.  First time for that.  I’m invited to every viewing and they offer me drinks and hors d’oeuvres.  Selling tickets to clients is really a first.

When I say they are promoting big, they’ve got this act on the road unlike any auction in my memory.  Even more than the Duke and Duchess of Windsor or Rudolf Nuryev.  Elizabeth Taylor treasures to be auctioned were in Moscow Gum Red Square 3 for viewing last month, September 15th and 16th.  Next stop September 24-26th London. It’s in Dubai for the big spenders to check Liz out October 23rd.  Geneva bankers can peek November 11th and 12th.  Then back to Paris November 25th to 27th.  The sale takes place in Los Angeles December 13th to 16th. [Edited to add: Every ticket is sold out for four December days of viewings of Elizabeth Taylor sale LA!  Catalogues can be preordered. Entire set is $300. Individually catalogues on jewels, costumes, personal clothing etc run $150 each. The Collection of Elizabeth Taylor – Christie’s]

I saw some of the great Taylor jewels in San Francisco when Cartier presented fantastic jewels from their archives at the Legion of Honor Museum in December 2009.  A set of diamond and gorgeous Burmese rubies necklace, bracelet and earrings given to her by her husband Mike Todd in 1957 had museum goers breathless.

My memories of Elizabeth Taylor go way back.  I was at a bridal shower for my friend singer Jane Powell.  Other than Janie I didn’t really know any of the other girls and was sitting on a sofa between Ann Blyth and Janet Leigh when the most gorgeous creature I’d ever seen burst into the room and threw herself on the ground in front of her friends Ann and Janet.  Without taking a breath, bursting with enthusiasm she told them she’d just met the man she was going to marry, Nicky Hilton.  And I’m there in the middle just starring at those magnificent lavender eyes and marveling at the beauty of this young woman.

I still had never really met Elizabeth Taylor when some years later I went to a party at the Edwin Pauley’s home following the premiere of Lust for Life.   This time my escort was a friend of Mike Todd so I got introduced to both.  She was wearing a beautiful very full gown of champagne color double satin with black velvet trim and lots of diamonds.  But sadly what I noticed most was the old perspiration stains under the arms of the gown that obviously was put into the closet after the previous wearing when it should have gone to Beverly Hills best cleaner.  So if you are tempted to bid on any champagne satin gowns, check the underarms first.

By The Way
This blog was started to sell my new book and I keep going off on other topics. Please do check out The Beautiful Lady Was A Palace Eunuch at Amazon.com
Acknowledgement:
Kathleen Fetner, Technical Advisor and Friend
Categories My Life

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