1 June 1926..a star is born!!

As a minor contribution to Marilyn's 75th birthday anniversary,I have updated various pages:I have added more photos in the bio pages, one more photo gallery (the "pin-ups" image gallery),3 new documents, 4 more videos, a few new quotes about Marilyn and some Jean Harlow sound wavs (Jean was Marilyn's idol). You can find them all on the relevant pages.Enjoy!

Here's one of Marilyn's favourite poems, Kipling's '' If " :

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired of waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;

If you can think - and not make thought your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

and treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says them:"Hold on";

If you can walk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Here's a clip from one of Marilyn's favourite songs,which was also played at her funeral,"Over The Rainbow" with Judy Garland. (It's a winamp file). And here are the lyrics:

Over The Rainbow:

Someplace where there isn't any trouble..

..do you suppose there is such a place, Toto?

There must be. It's not a place you can go to by boat or by train. It's far, far away..

Beyond the rain.

Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high,

There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.

Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue,

And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.

Where troubles melt like lemon drops

Away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly,

Birds fly over the rainbow,

Why then, oh,why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly

Beyond the rainbow,

Why oh why can't I?

..And a poem about Marilyn;

Sweet Norma Jeane,

shy child of light

baby-faced sexbomb

with piercing big eyes.

You tried everything once

and lived really fast.

Did you ever sense it wouldn't last?

A victorious victim, a misunderstood woman,

the intriguing, sarcastic image of Marilyn Monroe.

A tired goddess, a female symbol from the past,

what do we see in you? I've always asked.

So many fans longing for you, struggling to reach you,

to capture your 3D blonde magic, to understand you.

"Marilyn" means "Money" to so many who exploit you,

the charming and ambitious girl of an unknown father.

A wandering waif you stayed throughout your life,

and it seems that you still have thirst for life,

and you're trying to live it through us all

who remember and cherish and who we'll never forget

Norma Jeane, the black and white, tragic, laughing-eyed girl.