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Emmet Van Heflin, Jr. was born in Walters, Oklahoma on December
13, 1910. Of French-Irish descent, his father Emmet senior
was a dentist. The
Heflins later moved to Oklahoma City,
and when young Van was in the seventh
grade, the family
pulled up stakes and moved to Long Beach, California.Van’s
first sight of the Pacific ocean kindled a love of the sea
and seafaring that
lasted the rest of his life. Van Heflin
was one of the most unusual and talented
actors ever to
appear on screen. Known as an "actor’s actor," he gave strong
performances without resorting to showy flourishes and
histrionics. In private
life, he shunned the Hollywood
limelight and his career suffered.Heflin was at
home on
stage as well as on screen, an unusual trait in Hollywood. Most actors
have career fluctuations, but Heflin had to make a
comeback more than
once. Perhaps the most unusual
thing about this actor was his love of the
sea. He was
first a seaman, and then an actor. His film career was almost a
fluke, an accident that enriched the screen. He
resolved to become a
sailor, but first he enrolled in Long
Beach Polytechnic High School. On summer
vacations he
shipped out on schooners bound for ports in Hawaii, South America,
and Mexico. After graduation, young Heflin signed up
on a tramp steamer
bound for Liverpool, England. Though
the work was hard, the freedom of the sea
appealed to his
wanderlust. But the siren call of the sea could not drown out
parental summons to continue his education. Heflin
enrolled at the
University of Oklahoma. By all accounts,
he was a good student who seemed to
have little interest
in acting or theater. There are different versions as to
how he became an actor. None seems completely
credible. He was overheadrd
speaking of Broadway, he
said, "It’s like Hawaii. You dream you can reach up and
pick mangoes or beautiful babes out of the trees.You find
it’s just another
place." After the play folded he
was like a spurned, the "rejected" suitor
went back to his
first love, the sea. For the next couple of years, he sailed on
voyages that took him to the Far East, South America, and
Alaska. He became
skilled enough to earn his third mate’s
"ticket."
But once
again, parental
pressure brought him back to dry land. He returned to the
University of Oklahoma to complete his degree. Upon
graduation in 1931, he
decided to take another look at
acting. He enrolled in Philadelphia’s Hedgerow
Theater,
and later at the Yale School of Dramatics. Practical experience was
gained by a season of summer stock in Denver. The
prodigal returned to New
York, hoping to pick up the
pieces of his Broadway career. But Heflin was not
welcomed
back with open arms. Broadway looked down on those who "abandoned" the
stage, and a two-year absence might as well have been
twenty. As it was, Heflin
left California in a pretty
despondent state. "I felt like a failure," he later
admitted, "and come to think of it, I was." There’s a
possibly apocryphal story
that Heflin still had his third
mate’s ticket in his pocket, just in
case.
Obscurity would not be his fate. Blessed with a rich,
deep speaking voice, he was a natural for the airwaves. He
became a radio soap
opera regular three times a day.
Eventually, he chalked up some 2,000
performances.
Heflin was paying the bills, but he might have faded away,
just one voice among so many. Playwright Philip Barry
plucked him from the crowd
and put him up for a part in a
new work called Philadelphia Story. Barry knew
Heflin and
had him in mind for the role of the slightly cynical, left-wing
reporter. The actor accepted Barry’s invitation but
stormed out during
rehearsal because he didn’t like the
way he was treated in the third act. "Which
gives you at a
glance," Heflin later remarked with self-deprecating humor, "the
measure of my brains." Luckily, Barry could
imagine no man in the
role other than the moody,
introverted young actor. Things were smoothed out,
and
Heflin became a cast member.
The female lead in
Philadelphia Story was Katharine Hepburn, in temporary
exile from Hollywood
because of a string of flops which
branded her "box office poison." Opening in
1939, the play
was a smash hit that ultimately revitalized Hepburn’s film
career. The play helped Van as well.
Always drawn to success,
Hollywood took a renewed interest
in Heflin. Warner Bros. took advantage of his
vacation
from Philadelphia Story to sign him to Santa Fe Trail (1940).
Essentially an Errol Flynn vehicle, the movie supposedly
documents the events
just prior to the Civil War,
including abolitionist John Brown’s raid on the
U.S.
military arsenal at Harper’s Ferry, Virginia.
Santa Fe
Trail is ludicrous as history, with so many distortions,
omissions, and just
plain fabrications it could give a
history professor apoplexy. For example,
George Custer
(Ronald Reagan) is seen as Jeb Stuart’s (Flynn) classmate at West
Point. The real Custer was a 14-year-old schoolboy at the
time. Santa Fe
Trail was an "A" picture with a large
budget and fine production values. Heflin
enjoyed making
the movie, and his performance was so good he was advised to
continue playing "heavies." Hollywood in a sense didn’t
know what to do with Van
Heflin. His strong personality
and resonant voice placed him squarely in the
leading man
category, but his looks did not. He could not compete with a
celluloid Adonis, except in the quality of his acting. For
the most part he
walked the thin line between leading man
and character actor. His Santa Fe
Trail role
finished, Heflin returned to the stage and Philadelphia Story. A film
version of the play was in the works, but Van was not
asked to reprise his role.
This was to be Katharine
Hepburn’s comeback, and the producers "stacked the
deck"
by giving her the support of Cary Grant, with James Stewart, in Heflin’s
reporter role.
Heflin made an effort not
to see the movie
version of Philadelphia Story until the
play was closed. He was afraid Stewart’s
performance might
influence his own. Once the play ended, Heflin saw the picture
and was amazed by its quality. He began to reconsider a
film career.
Armed with new resolve,
Heflin phoned Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer casting
director Billy
Grady and asked for a screen test. Request granted, and Heflin
was teamed with a young Hollywood hopeful named Donna
Reed. Their test came out
well, and Heflin was offered an
MGM contract.
Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer was the
most powerful and prestigious studio in Hollywood, a
dream
factory without peer. Ironically, Heflin’s first MGM pictures were
mediocre vehicles.
His first picture was
The Feminine Touch
(1941), a piece of romantic fluff that
teamed him with Rosalind Russell and Don
Ameche. Better
things were to come. Johnny Eager (1942) cast Heflin in the role
of Jeff Hartnett, an erudite man whose misfortune it is to
be the friend of a
sadistic thug named Johnny, played
against type by Robert Taylor.
Taylor’s
acting was very good, but Van stole the picture with a finely
crafted portrait of a man on the ropes. He’s a drunkard
who has hit bottom, yet
retains tattered remnants of
respectability. He’s an educated man who can quote
Shakespeare, and somehow his conscience and sense of
decency have not completely
deserted him. His peers
took notice and honored him with an Oscar for Best
Supporting Actor in 1942.
Another entry
in the Heflin resume
was Kid Glove Killer (1942). The
movie is noteworthy because it was his first
leading role.
Essentially a whodunit filmed in an almost documentary style, the
movie featured Heflin as a scientist/inventor. Critics
noted that his "wan
smile" and "dry drawl" typecaste him,
yet conceded he "could create a character
with
intelligence."
Van married
actress Frances Neal on May 16, 1942. It was his second
marriage. (Some years
earlier he was married for about six
months to Esther Ralston.) Van and Frances
shared the fate
of so many couples during World War II and had to endure a
period of separation after he entered the U.S. Army.
Eventually, he served as a
combat cameraman in the Ninth
Air Force in Europe.
At war’s
end, Heflin
resumed his career with the noir feature The Strange Loves of Martha
Ivers (1946). In 1950 Heflin
amazed industry pundits by
asking MGM for a release from
his contract, which had two and a half years to
run. The
studio did not give him a full release but reduced his commitment to
twelve weeks a year. This allowed him to do television and
return to
Broadway.
Van was not through
with movies. In 1952 he was cast
in Shane, one of the
finest westerns of all time, with a sterling cast, literate
script, and beautiful location filming in Jackson Hole,
Wyoming. Shane toplines
Alan Ladd in the title role of a
mysterious gunslinger. Heflin is a homesteader
named
Starrett, Jean Arthur is his wife, and young Brandon de Wilde is his
son.
The movie not only added a great
film to Van’s credits; it
also gave him an enduring
friendship. Though Heflin was an introspective loner
more
at home on the sea than at Ciro’s, he could be a good friend, too. Well
read, given to flashes of anger and moments of dark self
absorption, he seemed
to understand the demons that
haunted a fellow actor like Alan Ladd. Van was a
stabilizing anchor to the slim, blond superstar who never
got over his
insecurities and fear that fame and fortune
could disappear overnight. Once,
while undergoing an
interview, Ladd became angry and uncooperative. Heflin
arrived and managed to smooth the troubled
waters.
Heflin
returned to Broadway,
where he got good notices for A View From The Bridge. He
still appeared in movies, though there was a slow decline
in quality. Made in
Europe with an international cast, The
Tempest (1959) is a sweeping costume
picture set in
18th century Russia. Heflin turned in a bravura
character study as Pugachev, a Russian peasant who leads a
revolt against
Catherine the Great.
By
contrast, 3:10 to Yuma (1957) is a
small picture, almost a
programmer, that nevertheless features a good script and
a
fine performance by Heflin as "Dan Evans," an ordinary cowboy forced into
extraordinary events.
By the 1960s,
Heflin’s movies were
uneven—some dreadful, some average,
and a few outstanding. Though the epic
picture was largely
dead by the mid-‘60s, a few refused to see the handwriting
on the wall. Director George Stevens, one of Hollywood’s
finest directors,
stumbled when he made The Greatest Story
Ever Told (1965). As a life of Jesus
Christ, it was overly
reverent, even boring. Max Von Sydow tries hard as Jesus,
but the "Sunday School" dialogue defeats him.
Stevens also gave
the kiss of death to the project
by including dozens of actors in wasted cameo
roles. One
critic has called it "Jesus on the Love Boat." Van Heflin as "Bar
Amand," was given little to do but stand around in a white
robe.
Far more interesting was Under Ten
Flags (1960), the story of a German
surface raider during
World War II. Heflin is the German captain, a decent man
who is caught in a dilemma. He loathes the Nazis, yet
wants to serve
Germany.
Heflin also
appeared in many prestige television
dramas, including
Playhouse 90. One memorable project was Rod Serling’s Certain
Honorable Men. The teleplay, which aired in September
1968, featured Heflin as a
U.S. Senator.
TV gave Van both good and bad experiences. His
appearance
on This Is Your Life was straight out of an introvert’s nightmare.
One can only wonder if Ralph Edwards was looking for a
very uncooperative
subject for a TV bio when he picked
Van. An intensely private man, Van resented
the public
display and hated the way details of his life were paraded in soap
opera fashion. The upbeat, snappy patter of Edwards served
only to sour Heflin
who was obviously angered by the whole
thing.
By the Sixties
the production code
was starting to crumble. Movies became much more graphic in
sex, violence, and language. As an actor looking for work,
Heflin was forced to
go along with the trend. Even
earlier, in 1963, Heflin played a rapist in the
Philippines in Cry Of Battle (1963).
Audiences were changing
too, and the youth market was
targeted by Hollywood. With The Big Bounce (1969),
producers tried to capitalize Ryan O’Neal’s puppy dog
charm with Leigh
Taylor-Young’s ‘60s’ sensuality. Heflin
plays "Sam" a justice of the peace who
picks up drifter
O’Neal and sets the plot in motion. The caliber of the movie is
shown in the last scene when Taylor-Young gives O’Neil
"the finger." Luckily,
Heflin didn’t have to end his
career with a rude gesture.
Airport
(1970) was Heflin’s last screen appearance and one of his finest
performances. He’s "D. O. Guerro," a pathetic soul
battered by the storms of
life. A failure, he hopes to
"redeem" himself by blowing himself up on an
airliner so
his wife can collect on a life insurance policy.
Heflin’s performance is subtle, showing the pain behind
the madness. He
skillfully blends a careworn face with
withered body language to elicit sympathy
for a defeated
man. He seems all too human even though he is a monster who wants
to blow up a plane carrying hundreds of innocent people.
Airport was full of
cliches, but it was an exciting
picture and became one of the hits of
1970.
Van’s personal life came to a sad transition point. After
25 years of marriage, he divorced his wife Frances and
moved into a bachelor’s
apartment. The couple had three
children; two daughters, Vana and Cathleen, and
a son,
Tracy.
Still the outdoorsman in old age, Van tried to
keep in shape. He loved to go sailing and fishing in the
ocean. Rain or shine,
he swam 20 laps a day in his
apartment complex’s pool.
On July
6,
1971, he was stricken with a heart attack while swimming. He somehow managed
to get to the pool’s ladder, where he held on until found
later in the day.
Rushed to the hospital by paramedics, he
lay unconscious for days, apparently
never regaining
consciousness. Van Heflin died at Cedars of Lebanon Hospital on
July 23, 1971. He was 60 years old.
A
private man to the last,
he had left instructions
forbidding a public funeral. Instead, his cremated
remains
were scattered on the ocean. The sailor had returned to the
sea.
Van Heflin was an anomaly. He wanted
most of all to be a
seaman, yet he had an actor’s soul,
capable of greatness on stage and screen
Abe E. Lemons
Born into poverty in Ryan, Oklahoma, on November 21, 1922, future basketball coach Abe Lemons was given the initials-only name "A. E." After graduating from nearby Walters, Oklahoma, High School in 1941, he joined the Merchant Marine and officially changed his name to "Abe." He later married Betty Jo Bills. Together they had two daughters, Dana and Jan.Lemons attended college and played basketball at Southwestern State Teachers College (now Southwestern Oklahoma State University) and Oklahoma City University (OCU). Fulfilling his lifelong ambition to be a coach, Lemons won 599 games as one of the nation's premier major college basketball coaches from 1955 to 1990. Along the way, at OCU (1955-73), Pan American University (Edinburgh, Texas, 1973-76), the University of Texas at Austin (1976-82), and again at OCU (1983-1990) he produced several All-Americans and became the most quoted coach ever. One major publication chose Lemons's famous line, "Doctors bury their mistakes; ours are still on scholarship," as the sports quote of the twentieth century.
Behind the coach's funny-man exterior was a superb basketball mind. Some have said that Lemons's ability to coach basketball players on offense was unparalleled in the history of the game. He spent his life teaching young men the skills of basketball and life. One former player said, "He took me as a boy and made a man out of me. He taught me how to live and enjoy life."
Diagnosed with Parkinson's disease in 1990, Lemons retired from OCU, and in January 2000 the university dedicated Abe Lemons Arena in his honor. Abe Lemons died September 2, 2002, in Oklahoma City.
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