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 THE MALIBU SERIES. I remember landing in Los Angeles. It was around 1:30 in the morning and what seemed like an endless tiring flight. The only person I knew in LA was my agent David Levinecalled him and got his answering machine, telling me he was in San Francisco on business and would be returning the next day. I waved down a cab and asked to be taken to a hotel near the beach. We arrived at The Palm Hotel, a non-descript place, in fact it seemed a bit seedy, but I was so tired I didn't care. I just wanted to hit a bed a get some sleep. The night clerk was nice and had a thirst for conversation. I quickly told him I was exhausted and would love to chat with him in the morning. My room appeared to be decorated by a blind person. I was so tired I would have slept in a tree. I woke up the next morning to 83 degree weather. I remember leaving Toronto, it was 9 degrees...yes, I was in California. I dressed and went downstairs to ask the clerk where was a good place to get breakfast. He pointed to a restaurant across the street. I would later find out that this was a landmark and many musicians and actors dined there regularly. I had a great and filling breakfast and decided to try and call David one more time. He answered and was very excited to hear I was in town. He asked where I was. I told him I was on Lincoln Blvd. at The Palm, but was not sure what part of the city I was in. He laughed and said, " You are in Venice. What the hell are you doing there?" He quickly came over and picked me up. I stayed with him in his apartment in Beverly Hills. Now this was the Cali I had seen in movies and TV, tall mainicured palm trees and exotic cars. He lived in a hi-rise on Wilshire Blvd, with a doorman and a pool at the top of the building. One could get very used to this. I began looking in the newspaper for a place to live, although the luxury I was surrounded with would have suited me just fine. But I needed my space for creative reasons more than anything else. I was determined to live at the beach and preferably in the community of Malibu, home to the rich and famous...just kidding. After almost a month of living in luxury my search was not inspiring, not to mention the rent was so exorbadent I was beginning to get discouraged. David asked how my search was coming and I told him I was not having any luck. He told me not to worry and that I could stay with him as long as was necessary. That same day he informed me that he was being interviewed by entertainment editor Robert Hilburn of the Los Angeles Times and that a photographer was coming to take some pictures. He said I should hang out and watch the session. I agreed. The photographer arrived and I let her in. She introduced herself as Mary Frampton from the Los Angeles Times and I gave her my name. She needed a few minutes to set up her equipment and we began talking. She noticed that I was looking through the classified ads of the Times and inquired what I was looking for. I explained that I had just moved here from Canada and was looking for a permanent place to live, by the beach, and that I didn't have a lot of money. She inquired what line of work I was in and I explained that I had just released an album on A&M Records and was down here promoting it. She asked if David was working with me and I said yes. Our conversation went well and I could see that she liked me. At the end of the shoot she gave me her phone number and told me she lived in Malibu and could possibly accommodate me with a room....I was so overjoyed. I called her the next day and arranged to go and see the place. When I arrived at her home I knew it was perfect and the bonus was she had an old white piano. We agreed on the rent and I moved in. This was one of the most prolific times of my writing career. The rest is history.
Mary Frampton was born in San Bernardino, California, famous for Route 66. Her father owned a small newspaper called El Sol and her mother was an accommplished sculptor. Mary began taking pictures at a very young age with a Brownie and eventually some of her photos were being used in the high school weekly paper at San Bernardino High. She believed, even then, that she would apply her talents in the changing scene of photo journalism. She would go on to College and study advertising and journalism. She started her professional photo career at the San Bernardino Sun, a newspaper that covered the Inland Empire. She would forward some of her works to the Los Angeles Times through APWire and the Times would often publish her photos. After working for a brief period in the public relations office of the Beverly Hilton Hotel, she landed a job as a writer and photographer at the Santa Monica Outlook, a trendy newspaper with opinionated stories. By this time her work was receiving great recognition by all the major papers in the Los Angeles area. She decided to approach the Times with her portfolio and, because they were already using her pictures, they did not hesitate to hire her as a full time employee. That was in 1956. During her employment with the Times she photographed Presidents, rock stars, movie stars and some memorable events that have become a staples in LA. In 1987 Mary retired from the Times but she continues to express herself with what she does best...taking pictures. Mary passed away on Dec 29th 2006. My friend will be missed.

 

 
   

 
 

 
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