AN ACTOR PREPARES THE INSIDE TRACK
Even as a dyed-in-the-wool true-blue Nixon hater, I found Bob Gunton’s description of how he prepared to audition for the role of Richard M. Nixon in “Elvis Meets Nixon”--a film I have no present intention of viewing--a fascinating account of how a real pro goes about his/her business (“Nixon? Moi?” Aug. 3).
Yet, despite my personal revulsion at the Nixon persona, I would, in retrospect, have gladly traded in the widely beloved Ronnie Reagan for Tricky Dick during the disastrous ‘80s, Watergate notwithstanding.
Suddenly, a disquieting thought creeps into my consciousness: Should I consider changing my mind about seeing “Elvis”?
HORACE GAIMS
Los Angeles
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As I read Bob Gunton’s article, fond memories of his dad came flooding back to me.
Bob Gunton Sr. was a Retail Clerks Union representative. I worked for a grocery chain and he represented me in a grievance suit I filed. We won!
Anyway, a year later, when my dad died at 54 years old on my wedding day, Bob was one of the first people to call, come to the funeral mass and then, to my surprise, offer to be a pallbearer at the funeral. I hope Bob Gunton knows what a wonderful man he had for a father.
TRACEY TINDER
Huntington Beach
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