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Summer 1958 with Ames' (New Jersey)
Lou, Kay, Tabor & Jetti |
Kay opens presents at Ames'
Christmas 1962 |
Kay's "Sailboat"
Jetti & Lou's place on Nantucket (2004) |
| “The only thing I take seriously is my work,”
Kay told her frequent interviewer, Dick Mook, in 1935. Kay
thoughtfully added, “and the only reason I take that seriously
is because I want to make a lot of money. And as soon as I’ve
got that money I’m getting out of here.” Here, being Hollywood –
a place she tolerated. (Her escapes to her roots in New York
were frequent). Kay felt the financial rewards of being a film
star were not to be scoffed at. She wasn’t alone. James Cagney
and William Powell also saw acting as a job, not a calling. They
worked responsibly, and then quit to enjoy retirement. Powell
retreated to Palm Springs. Cagney to his farm in upstate New
York, and Kay to her East 64th Street New York apartment and
summers at Cape Cod.
At the height of her career, Kay mentioned her
contentment with the idea of an early retirement, and the
satisfaction, to use her words, "of having been an actress.” It
appeared she had a change of heart in 1937 when she built her
hilltop home in the Santa Monica foothills. Her romance with
Baron Erik Barnekow fueled her optimism. By the time that dream
was shattered, a war was going on in Europe. Kay put her energy
into war relief work and USO tours. She later gave credit to her
audience of servicemen and women, for giving her the courage to
return to Broadway for a big “comeback” in the 1946
Pulitzer-Prize winning State of the Union. Kay tackled 10 new
roles along the East coast over the next several years. Theater
managers welcomed her with open arms – her name meant
“box-office,” and she was always invited back. Although Kay had
plans for a new play in 1955, a mishap that occurred during her
appearance at CBS’ Strike it Rich, put her career to rest. Her
friend Jetti Ames also mentioned that Kay had difficulty
standing for long periods of time (repercussions from leg burns
acquired during a January 1948 incident). So, in 1955, Kay made
her longed-for transition into retirement.
Kay and her companion, actor Dennis Allen,
traveled, spent time in the Caribbean, and frequented Goldie’s
piano-lounge night-spot in New York. Kay still embroidered, and
took up rug-hooking. She made (and designed) a rug-hanging of a
sailboat for her close friends Jetti and Lou Ames. (See photo).
Kay spent her holidays and getaways from the city with the Ames
family. She would also host Jetti and Lou and their sons,
Jonathan and Tabor (Kay’s godsons), at Popponesset Beach.
Perhaps the memories of Jonathan and Tabor (from 2004) give the
best impression of “Kay Francis in Retirement.”
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Jetti & KayChristmas 1962 |
Christmas at the Ames'1961 |
Scott and Jetti - April 2006
Jetti's starring in Door to Door
at Tucson's Invisible Theatre |
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Jonathan Ames: “My biggest memory of Kay was
driving around in that convertible of hers. She had a 1963
silver Chevy Impala with red interior. She loved red. That’s
what she drove when we visited her on Cape Cod. Kay drove around
with her cigarette hanging up in the breeze … she had
sunglasses, the red lipstick, the scarf blowing, hair flowing in
the back … the whole deal. Just me and her. I was thrilled.”
It is true that Kay did not like reminiscing about
Hollywood, or her career, even with Jetti and Lou. Her battle
with Warner Brothers had left an indelible, and sour mark.
However, Jetti and Lou both agree that Kay was more focused in
the present, and preferred it that way. They happily agreed to
share with this author a few photos of their happy times with
Kay (1958-62).
Tabor Ames: “To me, Kay represented what movie stars looked
like, acted like, and talked like. The visual of red lipstick –
the heavy gold jewelry, which I still remember – she was a
classic dresser. Nobody that I had ever seen looked quite like
Kay. She had a very distinctive, captivating voice. … Kay was
always high energy. She had a point of view on everything. When
she entered a room, and she knew how to make an entrance, she
kept your attention – and at the same time paid attention to
you. Out at Popponesset in the summer, Kay would be sitting,
smoking, laughing and telling stories. She was ready to go on
stage at a moment’s notice. She dressed the part. I never saw
her unmade-up or disheveled. She was always perfect. Kay holds a
special place in my heart.”
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