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Slapping the monkey paid well for Scott. He owned a string of championship saddlebreds and god knows (hah!) what else. He’s dead, right?
Yes, he’s dead. His wife carries on the business. She had all the controversial you-tubes she starred in pulled. Minus the poetic liscence, she’s the one who woke me up last night.
Gene Scott….my first boss worked for him. Between marriages he kept his horses down at San Pasqul stables (so did Tab Hunter).
Yes he was Nona, a complete original.
Petrea, you must have seen him somewhere embedded into the wee no man land channels. This video is from the late 70’s.
He owns the neon red “Jesus Saves” sign in downtown Los Angeles. He was a smart guy, graduated from Stanford and my father’s favorite preacher. Want to know more?
I remember seeing this guy on TV late at night in the 80s. My roommate and I would come home after a party and sit in our PJs watching him smoke and rant, all in a tight close-up shot. He was great fun to watch after a few drinks… though I don’t think that was his intention. ;-)
Laurie did you ever see the close-ups where he’d just sit silent and glare until the kind of coin he thought his ministry deserved rolled in? Or when he brought his wife Melissa Scott (rumored to be a former porn star) in to sing? She wasn’t horrible, but she was always slightly off key. When she took first over the ministry, it was painful to watch! I think she’s since developed her chops (or she’s channeling Gene).
When he was alive, I’d often see him hanging out by the pool at the (previously) Ritz Carlton in Pasadena. He was there with his secretary, a stack of books and papers and his ever-present cigars.
Slapping the monkey paid well for Scott. He owned a string of championship saddlebreds and god knows (hah!) what else. He’s dead, right?
Yes, he’s dead. His wife carries on the business. She had all the controversial you-tubes she starred in pulled. Minus the poetic liscence, she’s the one who woke me up last night.
Gene Scott….my first boss worked for him. Between marriages he kept his horses down at San Pasqul stables (so did Tab Hunter).
How strange!!! Was he really a Pastor?
Oooh, that’s a reason never to watch TV at all.
Yes he was Nona, a complete original.
Petrea, you must have seen him somewhere embedded into the wee no man land channels. This video is from the late 70’s.
He owns the neon red “Jesus Saves” sign in downtown Los Angeles. He was a smart guy, graduated from Stanford and my father’s favorite preacher. Want to know more?
http://gregstacy.wordpress.com/2006/11/25/gene-scott-gods-angriest-man/
That guy just scared the everloving merd out of me.
I remember seeing this guy on TV late at night in the 80s. My roommate and I would come home after a party and sit in our PJs watching him smoke and rant, all in a tight close-up shot. He was great fun to watch after a few drinks… though I don’t think that was his intention. ;-)
Ms Havisham, I’m glad to know you have standards
Laurie did you ever see the close-ups where he’d just sit silent and glare until the kind of coin he thought his ministry deserved rolled in? Or when he brought his wife Melissa Scott (rumored to be a former porn star) in to sing? She wasn’t horrible, but she was always slightly off key. When she took first over the ministry, it was painful to watch! I think she’s since developed her chops (or she’s channeling Gene).
“19th century confederate posing with Harvard Law degree on drugs” – that’s what my better half says. I just say bleech.
Kelly: I imagine there was some lively conversations on the subject back when you were at Fuller.
When he was alive, I’d often see him hanging out by the pool at the (previously) Ritz Carlton in Pasadena. He was there with his secretary, a stack of books and papers and his ever-present cigars.
Ah, a big fat cigar…no misogynist should be seen without one