Carole Lombard Gable
Today we mourn the passing of Clark’s beloved little screwball, Carole Lombard. Her dying 69 years ago today at the age of 33 changed the path of his life forever.
A letter to the editor from April 1942:
Editor’s Note: It was heartwarming to read the number of letters received as tributes to Carole Lombard by Photoplay-Movie Mirror [magazine]. So sincere were they all, we found it difficult to choose this single one for publication:
Carole Lombard
She left a trail of laughter when she walked
Across this world which needs a laugh so much.
She did not care when pompous people talked
About her lack of dignity and such.
For while her work was make-believe, pretense
Could never touch her gallant, generous heart
And she was quick to help her flag’s defense
And glad to know that she could do her part.
She did not wear a uniform, it’s true,
But she died none the less for freedom’s sake.
You men shot down at Guam and Oahu,
Ghosts of the Philippines, Midway and Wake,
Admit another solider to your troop
For she should march through time with your brave group!
–Ruth Arundel Piercy, Oreland, PA
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“Sometimes I wonder how she’d take things the way they are today, and I always come up with the same answer–with a laugh. She’d get through it better than me.” ~Clark in the 1950’s
3 Comments
rkiry
This poem is a lovely tribute to a lovely lady. That Clark mourned her for the rest of his life and was buried next to her two wives later (even when the last one was carrying his child) tells you exactly how special she was and how much he loved her.
Jennifer
The poem is wonderful & very moving! I particulary liked the last verse *snif* Remembering you Carole-RIP.
Debbie
Lovely tribute. What an amazing woman!