September 16th, 1943.

Life took a toll on him, but she was there, always. On set, talking to him and bringing him down to Earth. She never knew how much he appreciated it. She’s out in the art department having her hair coifed and curled with hot irons in front of a large mirror when he slides up next to her.

“Hey sweetheart, you got a lot of scenes to film today?” Gregory asks with a sweet smile.