Friends of Scripps Honored at Kleins

The massive, cross-barred plank doors at El Rancho del Rayo, the Gene Klein estate, most recently adorned San Simeon, the castle that William Randolph Hearst erected as a monument to himself. But for centuries before that, they stood as broad-shouldered guardians of the entrance to one of the great houses of Spain.

Thrown fully open, these doors create a space sufficient to admit the passage of a company of mounted horsemen. However, a smaller door within them accommodates foot traffic, and it was at this threshold that Joyce and Gene Klein waited Friday to welcome the 320 patrons of the 14th Committee Dinner Dance.

The guests lingered in the house just long enough to greet party chairman Karon Luce and other members of The Committee, the very select women’s group that gives occasional fund-raising galas for the benefit of Scripps Clinic and Research Foundation. The common destination was the spacious grounds behind the house, a remarkable hilltop sculpture garden studded with monumental works by Henry Moore, Pablo Picasso and other modern masters.

The view from up there isn’t bad--it looks over much of the Rancho Santa Fe chateau country, and is bounded only by the higher mountains that form the community’s eastern perimeter. But, as is typical at such events, the important view was of the guests themselves.

The Klein estate made an unusual site for The Committee’s party because the group typically opts for a ballroom that it decorates more or less spectacularly. But chairman Luce said that when El Rancho del Rayo was offered, she leaped at it as eagerly as some of her guests did the steak tartare canapes served on the terrace.

“We didn’t want this party to be glitzy,” she said. “We just wanted it to be like a garden party in France, but with Southern California style, too, to make it casual and elegant. It really is the easiest party I’ve ever put together.”

And perhaps it was, though it certainly didn’t look to have been easy. The decor and menu were typically elegant, and to make the event different from the calendar’s hundred other galas, the David Perrin Orchestra was fetched down from Beverly Hills. The relatively small guest list, too, reflected The Committee’s copyrighted low-key approach. Longtime Committee member Ruth Robinson said one of the group’s maxims is: “We don’t like our parties large.”

Sharon Siegener, whose mother, Peggy Siegener, is a founding member of The Committee (Peggy attended with John Paul Jones), outlined the gala’s consistent theme. “This dinner dance is really like a private party, given as a thank you to those who support Scripps Clinic,” she said.

That’s pretty much the key to this party, but it is very much a fund-raiser; proceeds from the Friday event probably will be marked for the care of cancer patients.

Scripps Clinic chief Charles Edwards, on hand with his wife, Sue (herself a Committee member), said he is grateful to the group for more than the funds it provides his institution.

“Philanthropy is important to Scripps, but equally important is to know that we have all these friends who are here tonight,” Edwards said. “It’s a vote of confidence in us.”

The cocktail hour continued until the sunset brought down the curtain of night, an act that was tantamount to ringing a dinner bell, since everyone suddenly felt prompted to head over to the tables arranged around the T-shaped pool. The French Gourmet caterers served Caesar salad, roast duck and profiteroles au chocolat while the orchestra dished up alternate courses of rock ‘n’ roll and big band music.

Norma and Ollie James were there, along with Sue and Art Bell, Burl and Bill Mackenzie, Lois and Donald Roon, Liz and Arthur Jessop, Mary and Dallas Clark, Ann and Charlie Jones, Beverly and Bill Muchnic, Anne Evans with her son, Bill, and Jo Bobbie MacConnell with Guy Showley.

Others attending were Carolyn and Cliff Colwell, Virginia and Jack Monday, Lollie and Bill Nelson, Mary and Bob Allan, Elizabeth and Joseph Taft, Pam and Don Allison, Emma Lee and Jack Powell, Mary and Jim Berglund, and Jeanne Jones with Victor Grinius (Jeanne, mosquito-bitten but happy, had returned that morning from a canoeing trip in northern Minnesota with the Voyager Outward Bound School, whose trail menus she rewrote “to give them a little pizazz.”)

Is it possible to be a pukka sahib in the middle of a chukker?

Certainly, as long as one is astride a horse and racing down a polo field with mallet in hand.

In San Diego terms, polo might be considered a kind of over-the-line for the well-to-do. Or you might say that “the sport of kings and the king of sports” looks in a fair way to catch a major following in North County, at least if the doings at Sunday’s inaugural match at the new Rancho Santa Fe Polo Club are any indication.

The National Multiple Sclerosis Society benefited from “Cadillac Celebrity Polo for MS,” given at the new Fairbanks Polo Grounds and co-sponsored by the San Diego County Cadillac Dealers Assn. About 400 budding or confirmed polo enthusiasts attended in the patron category, which earned them prime box seats for the main event, followed by a post-match dinner dance.

For many of the guests, the match between the local boys and the Piaget Chukkers for Charity (a traveling celebrity team that includes “Knot’s Landing” stars William Devane and Doug Sheehan) was kind of a crash course in everything they always wanted to know about polo, but had been afraid to ask.

They learned, for instance, that a match is composed of six sets called “chukkers,” which are seven-minute bouts waged over a 10-acre course. They also learned that to play properly (and there is no other way to play polo), each player needs a fresh mount per chukker. One needn’t be a whiz at multiplication to realize that serious players need to own at least six horses, and that ain’t hay. On the other hand, it requires a great deal of hay to keep these steeds fueled.

But despite all the galloping and mallet-action, the roar of the horses and the smell of the crowd (and so forth), a lot of the attention under the open-sided patrons’ pavilions was turned to socializing. The mood was veddy English at times--Pimm’s Cup was a favorite beverage--and event chairman Michele Broekema said that the social aspect was extremely important to the committee’s plans.

“We want it to be like it is in Windsor, England (site of the Royal Family’s playing grounds), a real social event,” said Broekema, adding that the day more than met her expectations. In fact, the public response was such that plans have been made to have a major charity match for MS every year at the onset of August.

San Diego Padre Steve Garvey, as sartorially splendid as ever (polo calls for classy attire, after all), had the honor of tossing out the first ball of the match. His former teammate, Kurt Bevacqua, spent the afternoon watching the play, but announced that he wasn’t adding a string of ponies to his shopping list.

“I’ve seen guys on that field swing at that ball and miss,” said Bevacqua. “ I’m not taking up polo.”

Quite a few men are taking up the sport, though, including polo club developers Harry and Chris Collins, both of whom were on the field that day, and U.S. Grant Hotel developer Kit Sickels, who isn’t playing yet but who bought his first horse the day before the MS benefit. Among other club members are Willis Allen, Ron Bonaguidi, Ted Gildred, Geoff Palmer, Madison Richardson, Fernando Guttierez and John Hall.

The Cadillac-sponsored team eventually beat the Piaget Chukkers 7-6, in overtime. Applauding the players were Louise Deane, Jim and Jill Brown, Chuck and Linda Owen, Howard and Shirley Campbell, Mike and Alice Cavanaugh, Ernest and Jean Hahn, John and Connie Desha, John and Lucille Lindsay, Dirk Broekema and Liz and Chris McCullah.

LA JOLLA--Earlier the same day, John and Sally Thornton treated 140 friends to an event that was no less social and no less dramatic, but of an entirely different tenor altogether.

The Thorntons, who through their personal charitable foundation provided underwriting for the La Jolla Playhouse production of “Hedda Gabler,” invited their pals to a lazy outdoors Sunday brunch at the International Student Center on the UC San Diego campus, followed by the final matinee performance of Henrik Ibsen’s play.

It was a day of contrasts, to say the least, since it began with champagne on a sun-drenched terrace, and concluded in a dark theater with a disturbing play about a woman with a soul like a Cuisinart--but everybody enjoyed it.

Sally Thornton said she was taken by “Hedda Gabler” when she first saw it performed at Stephen’s College in Columbia, Mo. “When I heard La Jolla Playhouse was planning to present it, I was just delighted, most particularly after meeting director Emily Mann,” she said. “Then I knew that John and I had to be involved with it.”

“Hedda Gabler’s” final exit from the Warren Theater stage was helped along in style. Although the sun beat down with a fierceness rare in these parts, the guests found themselves equal to the extensive buffets, which offered everything from New Orleans pain perdu to fancy spinach-leek and chicken-basil sausages.

Among the guests were Ethel and Bert Aginsky, Steven and Dagmar Brezzo, Anne Otterson, John and Martha Culbertson, Ray and Dian Peet, Betty Bass, Dorene Whitney, Neal and Linda Hooberman, Nancy Hewitt, John and Kirk Butler, Irby and Mary Cobb, the Orlan Bullards, and Kate Adams with a friend from Scotland, Sir Ninian Buchan-Hepburn.