"The Great Hollywood Invasion" - Part One
Part One Nevada, circa 1951. On a rural desert road in southern Nevada, a 1949 Chevrolet 3100 cruised to the tune of Les Paul and Mary Ford’s ‘How High the Moon.’ Behind the wheel of the Chevy was the cheery Bobby Wright, an 18-year-old mechanic in the small, humble town of Rachel. He had just gotten off work that Friday night and was right on his way to see his sweetheart, Betty Weaver, at the local diner. Nothing could bring him down or wipe away the smile he had on his face since the moment he left Pat’s Repair Shop. That was before his radio suddenly dropped into static – no longer was he able to hear the soothing, swinging voices of Les and Mary. “What the hey...?” he muttered in confusion. It only got stranger when his engine suddenly died, slowing his Chevy down to a complete stop there in the middle of State Route 375. Now Bobby’s cheery smile and demeanor were gone. He allowed himself time to shout out several expletives – words he would never say in front ...