thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks aft

thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks aft
thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks aft
thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks aft
thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks aft
thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks aft
thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks aft

thursdaylane:When he died, at ninety-one, I was one of the first people Mousie called. For weeks afterward, friends wrote and telephoned condolences, as if I had lost a husband. Well, our screen partnership lasted thirteen years through fourteen pictures, longer than any of my marriages. To this day, forty years after our last appearance together, people consider us a couple. I never enjoyed work more than with Bill. He was a brilliant actor, a delightful companion, a great friend, and, above all, a true gentleman, with those often attributed but seldom possessed qualities: great style, class, breeding. There’s nobody like him. There’s never going to be anybody quite like him. I miss him more than I can say.-Myrna LoyRest in peace, William Powell (July 29, 1892 - March 5, 1984). Darling, you are much loved. <3 <3 <3 -- source link


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