First a great story. Hale Boggs, a great friend of The Luncheon Society for so many years, relayed a tale of his former mother-in-law who was stranded on an LA freeway. As she stood outside of her car, a Cadillac pulled up from behind and an elegant white haired man with glasses emerged out from the driver’s side.
“Darling,” he said, “I might not be from the Auto Club, but perhaps I can help out in a pinch.” He then pulled out the jack, changed the tire and wished her well, before getting in his car and driving off. It was Cary Grant.
It’s a wonderful LA story, an extra delight when the person exceeds persona, epecially when that persona belongs to Cary Grant.
Better still, there is another story that is seldom seen: Daughter of two Hollywood icons grows up normally and cherishes her parents. In a world where overgrown tabloid celebrity has become commonplace, it’s rare for someone to describe their childhood with a sense of gentle modesty.
With that, Jennifer Grant joined The Luncheon Society in San Francisco at Credo, in Manhattan at Danal, (with special thanks to our friend Haviland Morris who hosted) before heading off to our LA-home-away-from-home, Napa Valley Grille, for a delightful conversation about his role of a lifetime—a full time father.
“With the birth of his daughter,” she writes, the sixty-three-year-old Cary Grant, still urbane, athletic, sublimely handsome, and always self-effacing, retired from the screen to devote himself to his longed-for child.” At a time when most were looking forward to their first social security check or Medicare benefits, Cary Grant took this role as professionally as he prepared for any film. Continue reading