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Sharon Leann Wyatt’s autobiography


So the bikini became a necessary part of the extras wardrobe. I went out of my way to find something not too small, a discrete one with plenty of ruffles and bows. Some how that made me feel more covered, as much as that could be accomplished, with a half a yard of fabric. I always had the suits with the matching robe, or top of some sort, that would complete the ensemble.
May I interject at this point, with great resolution…I am so glad that I am not an extra in this day and age. Now the bikini is a great cover-up. I cannot express this emphatically enough. I feel for the girls who may very well be modest, as I was, and obviously there are still dirty old men on the set….need I say anymore? Oh, how I would detest hearing, “thong suit call.” I guess there is always something worse. An awful thought just occurred to me, where will they go from here, and still get a PG rating? Oh, that’s right they have gone off the rails, and embrace an “R” or “X” rating, or “unrated.”
I wasn’t the only one who had ill feelings about these ridiculous calls. As a matter of fact I can only think of a few girls who welcomed the chance to show off what God and/or a plastic surgeon had given them, and undoubtedly more of the later. For the most part, the women who worked at the studio were a fine group of hard-working and dedicated ladies, among whom were some of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Among these women, I’m sure the dress call (a call, where formal attire is required, evening gowns and furs were worn on some of these gorgeous sets), were more desired than any other call offered. You can imagine my profound self-disgust, and I confess to a taint of whimsy in titling this chapter, “Beach blanket bimbos.” But the crux of the matter is, there is more truth than poetry threaded through that musical phrase. The events recounted in the following stories are of two bathing suit calls, one being totally ridiculous, and the other terrifyingly intimidating to me.
The first call was on the television show, “Wackiest Ship in the Army.” It was a television version of the fairly well-received movie of the same title. It had a good cast and is therefore no reflection on the show as it was a rather cute format. It is also a story that gives me an opportunity to introduce again the “jet set.” Of course, in referring to themselves as such, for various sundry reasons, the best reason being, they had a reputation for being, what else, fast.
Among this group, there were a few that I found compatible, in fact quite cute and fun. But for the most part, the difference between us was quite apparent. At one point they were asking that I say I was eighteen, and not twenty-one. It seems most of them were saying they were twenty-one, or two, or at most three, and my fresh look contrasted too sharply with theirs, would I please say I was eighteen? I was flattered, but I had pretty much let everyone know my true age, which would allow more work.
It was strange that on more than one occasion, for reasons still unknown to me, we’d be cast together on a show. Many times it would be them, en masse, and me!
There, I would be in my almost missionary style of dress, and there they would be in their revealing wardrobe. Whatever it might be, there was always less of it, to show more! Long sleeves and high neck versus tight skirts and décolleté. An amusing little aside I must inject here is that once they appeared on a call all dressed up as Nuns, and I came from wardrobe as a “streetwalker.” We all had a laugh concerning the strange casting, for I was known as anything but what I was dressed as, and they ….well enough said. They just had a different approach to life, to say the very least. (Continued next month)

Can We Do All Things?

January 2022
My Gracious Friend:
Yes, another year, but may this one be blessed, and our Lord grant that it lack the uncertainty, chaos, and fear that were so much a part of last year. True, it is we who need to rise above the paralyzing fear that strangled the very life our nations. Especially, since what was feared was more imagined than real, or what has always been with us throughout history. We exist in a fallen world. The rise of we “Gentiles,” from our idolatrous tribal existence, was one marked by early deaths, frequent plagues and famines, and a lot of bloodshed. It is only in the last several decades that poverty has actually declined, our lifespan and health dramatically increased, and the likelihood of our dying in some reoccurring tribal conflict, or being enslaved by some enemy almost negligible.
Such improvements are fairly new, this has not been the usual human experience. For our civilization has grown only slowly with small advances, followed by setbacks. However, now our Judaic-Christian civilization is being viciously torn at by those that seem to have no conscience. We are party to a famine of virtue, values, and righteousness. Witnessing what could be described as a societal “nervous breakdown.” We are losing all sense of who we are and forgetting the sacrifices of those that preceded in building this society. These nihilists lack any sense of history, are bereft of common sense as they destroy all that is good and beautiful.
They tell us when we can shop, dine, or just go out. In many cases now what we are allowed to say. We who hold to scriptures are called reactionary, unscientific, and superstitious. They seek to close Churches, even tell pastors what they can preach. The leading evangelical Lutheran in Finland is now facing prison, for “hate” speech. Just when have we allowed the “world” to define who we are, how we worship, and what it is to be a Christian?
When the early church faced this same kind of hatred, Peter and John would say, as you will surely remember, “Whether it is right in the sight of God to listen to you rather than to God, you must judge, for we cannot but speak of what we have seen and heard” (Acts 4:19-20). Those of “The Way” would, as evil will always do, continue to threatened them, imprisoned some, and even the Apostle James would be killed. Still their response was always, “We must obey God rather than men” (Acts.5:29).
The Apostle Paul was no different, as he would reluctantly recount his hardships to make a point. “Five times I have received at the hands of the Jews the forty lashes less one. Three times I have been beaten with rods, once I was stoned…danger in the city, danger in the wilderness, danger at sea, danger from false brethren, in toil and hardship, through many a sleepless night, in hunger and thirst, often without food, in cold and exposure. And apart from other things, there is the daily pressure upon me of my ministry for all the churches.” Paul will continue to share the cost of following Christ, and will conclude with this familiar but clearly amazing statement, “For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weakness, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities, for when I am weak then I am strong.” (2 Cor.11:24-28;12:10).
Such efforts and sacrifices are what have made this Judaic-Christian civilization possible. All the efforts then as now, God has worked magnificently into His grand mosaic. We don’t as yet see its full beauty, now we only see bits and pieces; the fall of Rome, early expansion, the Reformation, a New World, more missions and then a global church. What we are witnessing now only God knows how it all fits into His purpose. We as yet don’t see how this adds to His mosaic, one day we will. Now we can but rejoice in Nepal’s growing church, new Christians in Afghanistan and Saudi Arabia, Europe once considered spiritually dead, now with new growing churches, Africa, China, and Latin America with phenomenal Christian growth. And Nigeria keeps rebuilding their burned out churches, and we face the challenge to just keep our churches open. Listen to Paul once more, “I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and want. I can do all things in him who strengthens me” (Phil 4:12-13). It’s only with Him that we can!

May we know Him who will strengthen us,

Thomas Randolf Wyatt