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Judy’s home was the most gorgeous home I had ever been in. Of course, I had seen plenty of beautiful homes, above Los Feliz and all about my area. Many of my school friends had large gorgeous homes, and, every time we went to the beach, Mom drove us by all the various homes of the stars, which lined Sunset Blvd., in Beverly Hills; like Jayne Mansfield’s gaudy, Pink Palace. However, I had never been inside a true mansion. So, when Judy wanted to go to my house, I was appalled at the very thought of it. True, it was famous, because it was where The Invasion of the Body Snatchers was filmed. Everyone was intrigued about it and Judy was no different. But still.
“How come you never want to go to your house? Bobby told me that The Body Snatchers was filmed there. How cool! What was that like?” Judy asked.
“Well, a guy came …” I told my story, yet again, about the day in March of 1955, when a man came knocking at our door. Typically, Hollywood, he introduced himself and asked my mother if she would let our house be used in a movie. I, always underfoot and curious, remember Mom as she sized the guy up and down. Her blond hair was pulled carelessly back into a pony tail and she was wearing turquoise Capri’s, with matching, rubber flip-flops. Her crisp white blouse was tied just high enough in front, to be startlingly provocative. As she stepped further out from under the door frame, she leaned back against the side window panel, and crossed her arms and legs.
In this formidable stance, she said, "Maybe . . .” and then looked away from the man, squinting. When she finally looked back him, she continued, “for the right price.” When it was all said and done, the man not only offered a reasonable sum, but, quickly agreed to more, when Mom had bumped him up higher.
“Also, we will see to it that your entire family is fed and housed for the duration of the filming. Excellent food, and you will all get to be with the cast and crew. There will be special trailers parked on the street, just for those purposes. We do everything just right. You will see.” The deal was struck with a handshake. At the end of it all, Mom seemed satisfied. The man on the other hand, seemed rather limp, sweaty and parched.
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