Ruth Williams, 82 a resident of Petaluma Convalescent Hospital recalls a moment in time that still brings a smile to her face today. I met Rudolph Valentino when I was merely 16 she said and that was long before he made the movie that gained him stardom “The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse”. He wasn’t anything like the press agents in Hollywood made him out to be. Why, he was very reserved almost shy in fact. But dance, why he could dance.
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Rudolph Valentino says he is going to install an airplane landing at his new Italian villa named Falcon Lair which is set in the midst of nine acres in Beverly Hills.
“When a woman is beautiful, she is a miracle, a masterpiece of God, an acolyte of Venus a lotus of love”..Rudolph Valentino 1926
Rudolph Valentino celebrated his first night in Paris with a big Montmartre party, which wound up in Mitchells colored entertainment club in the Rue Blanche at 5:30 this morning when the tired movie start was unable to dance anymore. With two friends, he bade good-bye to the beautiful women, climbed into a limousine, and drove home leaving the other men to escort the ladies to their hotels. Clad in full dress with tails, white waistcoat and white tie Valentino and his party created a furore wherever they appeared. After the theatre he went to the new popular dancing place Florida next door to the Perroquet where the South American clientele greeted him with an ovation. Rudolph danced a couple of one-steps with Mrs Jean Nash known as the best dressed and most extravagant women in Europe, but declined to attempt the Charleston and tango. After several bottles of champagne the party adjourned to Mitchells for more wine and breakfast, the movie star polishing off the night with pancakes, bacon and eggs. A beautiful blonde Viennese actress formerly of high rank in Austrian society joined the party at Mitchells and Valentino danced twice with her.
Nobody will believe a handsome restaurant worker here when he tells them his name is Rudolph Valentino. “They think I’m kidding” he explained with an engaging smile. Actually, there is no relation between Rochester’s Rudolph and the movie’s idolized lover of yesteryear with the same name. But enough years have passed to dim memories of the great Valentino’s appearance so there is quite a fuss whenever anyone discovers Rochester Rudolph’s full name. “The second time someone meets me, the wisecracks start” the local man points out. “Its come to a point where I don’t tell anyone my last name if I can help it”. When he was younger he felt his name gave him a psychological edger with the opposite sex. “It certainly never scared any girls away” he said. At the restaurant where Rudolph works, many bets have been made over whether or not his name is “real”. The losers generally want to know how well a lover Rochester Rudy is. When he tried to enlist in the Marine Corps, the recruiting officer tore up his first application thought he was being a wise guy. When Rudolph attended a school of dramatics, the first thing he was told to do was change his name. Rudolph got his name after a three-week argument between his mother and father following his birth in Radicena, Italy, thirty-five years ago. Dad finally won out.
Memories carry me through the lonely years says 83-year-old Beatrice Fribush, Baltimore, MD. Young Bea had a strict father, loved to dance, but was not allowed to date boys or hang out at dance halls. To have some fun and “shake myself” she would tell her father, the owner of Jacks Tavern near the intersection of Gough and Spring Streets in East Baltimore, that she was going to movies with friends. Despite receiving spankings with a leather strap for her fibs, Beatrice continued to sneak away to dances. “One time I went to a dance and Rudolph Valentino was there on stage” she wrote. “He asked if anyone from the audience would care to dance with him. I smiled and raised my hand. We danced the tango and I felt wonderful. He said I was very good and asked me to be his dance partner. Since, I wasn’t even supposed to be going to dances I said no. I still regret turning him down to this day.
Rudolph Valentino is in a Baltimore Sanatorium taking a course of treatment for his nerves. The courts must have been getting on Rudolph’s nerves.
When Harriet Lee blonde, statuesque beauty of the Columbia Network, was crowned “Miss Radio of 1931” and queen of New York Radio-electrical world’s fair she suddenly became one of the radio’s most interviewed personalities. One of the best stories she can
recall from her not so extensive past concerns the time she was fired from her first job. Oddly enough it was her father who fired her. The whole thing was brought about by her girlish hero worship which is amusing when you consider that just a few weeks ago thousands Of people daily emitted “oohs” and “aahs” and gazed reverently at the fair Harriet when they passed her booth at the radio show. Harriet’s hero worship was lavished on Rudolph Valentino. At the time she was working at her first job telephone switchboard operator. In her father’s Chicago automobile salon. Thinking how fun it would be to talk to Valentino she called his Hollywood home one afternoon, even going so far as to reverse the charges. A servant answered, told her that Mr. Valentino was on movie location, and assured her that if the call Was important he would see that Mr. Valentino would telephone her upon his return. “Its very important” she said. Nothing happened until she arrived at home that night when she found her mother in tears. When the return call was not answered at her office, the local operator had found Harriet’s home number and called there. Mrs. Lee answered the call, and hearing that it was California on the line thought at once that something was wrong with Harriet’s grandmother. She had just heard Valentino say “Hello” who is this when, for some reason, she was cut off. Until the young Hero worshipper explained it, her mother still thought something was wrong in the California branch of the family. Mr. Lee decided that it was all too much monkey business so Harriet was fired with honors.