ABSTRACT
If Charles and I expected our first Hollywood party to be an orgy, we were sadly disappointed. After winding our way up into the Hollywood Hills, we came to Mike Connelly’s beautiful home high above a sweeping panorama of the colorful and sparkling lights of the city below. It reminded me of the scene in A Star Is Born when James Mason turns to Judy Garland and says, “It’s all yours, Esther,” indicating the Cinemascope view of lights spread out before them.
