{"id":3424,"date":"2005-08-01T21:42:28","date_gmt":"2005-08-02T01:42:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=3424"},"modified":"2022-10-09T19:04:36","modified_gmt":"2022-10-09T23:04:36","slug":"rosalind-russell-4-my-name-is-not-rosalind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=3424","title":{"rendered":"Rosalind Russell 4: \u201cMy name is not Rosalind\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

Excerpt from Life Is a Banquet<\/a>\"\"<\/i>:<\/p>\n

A memory from her childhood:<\/p>\n

I was born in a house on Chestnut Avenue, and when I was four years old I ran away from home. Or at least I walked away, and found myself clear down on the Green, in the center of Waterbury’s business section. A neighbor who saw me there, swinging on a hitching post, stopped short and cried, “Rosalind, what are you doing here?”<\/p>\n

“My name is not Rosalind,” I said. “I’m from out of town.”<\/p>\n

Four-year-old traveling fibbers don’t get too far (the neighbor went straight to my mother and told her where I was), but the episode hints at my future theatrical bent.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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