Beyond sad to hear about the passing of Paul Newman . . . who was by all accounts, talented, kind, humble, and generous, not to mention drop-dead handsome. He was also Cool-Hand-Luke enough to have one of the happiest, longest lasting marriages in Hollywood history.
I couldn't help but shed tears this morning, just thinking about how deeply sad his lovely wife, Joanne Woodward must be. I'm sure it comforts her though, that his last moments were spent in the Connecticut farmhouse he loved so much, surrounded by friends and family, while being held in her ever-loving arms.
Here is a clip I love from Paul and Joanne's funny 1963 film, A New Kind of Love (which if you are a fan of vintage Parisian Couture, and brilliant comedic acting, I highly recommend watching). Enjoy!
Adieu to you, and those pale blue eyes.
(L to R) Paul and Robert Redford in Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid (1969), Beat style in the 1950s, Paul and Joanne in 1955 (photos: Corbis, DoctorMacro)