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FROM THE HEART

BEHIND THE SCENES OF YOU CAUGHT

ME KISSING BY DOROTHY BRIDGES


By Carla Fischer


Like the center of a wheel, Dorothy Bridges is a woman behind the scenes and the spine of her family. Her powers of observation translate into her ability to put into words what she sees, hears, and feels. It is a gift she gives herself and those fortunate enough to be privy to her fine talent as a poet. Ageless at 89, this spirited lady tells a great story, with a wonderful, sometimes, ribald sense of humor and a heart of gold to match. She spreads her love among her three children, Lucinda, Jeff, and Beau, their families, friends, environmental programs like Earthtrust and numerous dogs and cats. The Bridges’ warm and comfortable home has always bubbled with a myriad of activities. Lucinda Bridges says, “We had a houseful of fun with people creating music and songs. I had a foster sister from the Philippines.” Lucinda recalls how her mother, who acted in the Drama Society at UCLA with her dad encouraged them to put on little shows with acting and dancing. She should be heading parenting groups with the child-rearing knowledge she discovered. She credits much of her success as a parent to a psychology book she read by Dorothy Baruch New Ways of Discipline. “The secret was giving them ‘time’. Why do children want to be naughty? It’s because they want their mother’s attention. If they know their mother’s going to give them attention anyway, they don’t have to be bad to get it. My God, it worked like a charm! Each child had their own ‘time’. It’s this kind of respect she shows her children. It has been handed down to their children, going full circle. Dorothy and Lloyd created a family connected by strong and loving ties.


Her husband for sixty-two years, actor Lloyd Bridges, is the love of her life. She likes to refer to him as Bud in her poems. He passed away seven years ago, but remains alive in their hearts and memories through her words.


A SEA OF LOVE

   I have known so much love

           That it spills over

    Trickles, seeps, and runs like a wanton river

        Into all the crannies and cracks of this granite world.

    And persistent, relentless, it presses forward

To the surge and reward that the sea of eternity has promised.


















Malibu Magazine, 1/05


For complete article: MMM:DOROTHY BRIDGES (1:05).pdf

 

CARLA FISCHER

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