Comments from readers of The Adventures
Louise (From Australia,
January 20, 2007) --
I've been enjoying reading through quite a
bit of this forum (Dave Shutz's Friendly Discussion Board)
and just wanted to introduce myself and say how lovely it is
to find out that George Reeves is (still) appreciated so
Our family got their first TV in about 1958
when I was 7 or so, and I became an instant fan of
television's Superman. However, this was in Australia at a
time when America seemed a million miles away. I watched the
series in a kind of vacuum as I didn't know any other fans
and never seemed to hear anything else about the series or Mr
Reeves himself in the media-- in fact I am not sure if there
was a proper television magazine in Australia in those days,
to have brought such information to us! There was the comics'
Superman of course, but I was never allowed to read comics
and on the odd occasions I sneaked a peek at a Superman comic
I was disappointed to find he didn't look or act like he
should-- like George.
I remember vividly the sad morning that Dad
read us the news of "Superman's death" from the
Sydney Morning Herald while we were eating breakfast. (I was
eating a boiled egg and had a piece of toast in my hand.) It
wasn't a headline at all, I think, not very important news by
Australian standards, and I never looked in the newspaper
afterwards to see if there was a picture. It seems the paper
made a joke about Superman not being invulnerable and Dad
read it out-- I was shocked and outraged by it, my earliest
memory of such strong feelings.
Even then in 1959 George as Superman and
Clark had become so much a part of my life, my greatest
childhood hero, although at that stage I must have only been
watching the show for a year or so. (A child's perception of
time!) In solitude I truly mourned his passing and afterwards
used to cry at the end of each episode. However, I wasn't
fortunate enough to have my feelings validated and so, as I
grew up. I think I might have locked away the whole situation
into a little compartment in my heart.
It's strange to say that nearly 50 years
later, it's actually been quite a relief to read on the net
that there is doubt surrounding the ruling on Mr Reeves'
death, that I have the "permission" of logic to
believe it may not have been suicide at all.
And this all happened because I was combing
the shops for a particular DVD a month ago and was astonished
to see George Reeves wearing a big, *colorful* "S",
smiling at me from the shelves. It was Series 3 and 4 of TAOS
and I had no idea any of the eps were even extant let alone
released on DVD! I suppose I had just assumed they were lost
because they have not been on Australian TV since the 60s
(Several of the Australian and British series from the 50s I
liked actually do seem to have been lost.) And I don't think
we ever at any stage saw any TAOS episodes in color on Aussie
It's funny... when I watched the episodes the
first time, I expected that they would be somewhat familiar
but apart from the fact that I knew the characters so well, I
hardly remembered any of the stories. It's only been since I
re-watched the shows several times that I've started to have
little flashbacks that remind me that I really did know those
particular episodes from childhood. But that's OK-- I've been
given the gift of being able to rediscover them almost ab
initio. I can hardly wait for the rest of the DVDs to arrive
in the mail!
In the meantime, I am amazed to discover the
extent of George Reeves' film credits. I certainly remember
him from some of his 50s appearances in cowboy films, jungle
flicks and others, but it appears that I might have failed to
identify him in a lot of his 40s pics, at the very least. I
rented a copy of Gone with the Wind last week and enjoyed his
portrayal of Stuart Tarleton but I think it's going to be a
long slow process catching up with most of the other roles--
I will probably eventually have to buy a new TV that will
screen NTSC as mine will only show Pal (our local television
color format) and I don't think many of his old movies ever
will be released locally. But that is something to look
forward to later on.
And not only have I got all that to look
forward to, but the books and CDs etc that are mentioned at
this site as well. Thanks again to everyone here for being so
informative and enthusiastic. It warms the heart!
Larry Stevens --
I was also 11 years old when George died. I
do not know when or how I found out about his death, but I
remember it was reported as a suicide.
These days, George gets flowers regularly! My
grandmother and her sister are located 20 feet away from him,
so whenever I go to Mountain View, my wife and I cut some
extra flowers for him. This is usually Mother's Day, Father's
day, my mom and dad's birthdays and a few other days, too.
My wife is from another country, and I have
explained what George meant to this little kid as he watched
Superman on TV 50 years ago. She gets it.
was born in June of 1958 in Brooklyn. I remember very well
as I grew up. My parents at the time had a huge television
set. It was one of those with the old tubes, and you had to
wait thirty seconds for the picture to come up. I was
spellbound watching some of those episodes. As a boy I was
Through the years I'd watch some of the
episodes at my grandparents place in Brooklyn too. I remained
spellbound by the whole thing. When I was about seven my
uncle told me what happened to George Reeves. He
said,"Peter,Superman destroyed himself." I didnt
know how to take it.
We moved to Cranford, New Jersey in 1965. It
took a little while to feel around the new town, meeting and
playing with new friends I made and adjusting to a new
school. Then one Sunday Dad found this Catholic church.We
started going there every Sunday. As I was sitting in the
seat, bored, it was time for the ushers to take an offering.
They came with the basket, and as I looked up at the one man,
my jaw hit the ground. This man looked almost exactly like
George Reeves! I looked at him and said to myself, Superman!
My eyes were transfixed on this man! At the time I didn't
have the nerve to ask, "Are you are Superman?" but
I'd always stare at him. It's funny, at that time the only
reason I went to church was to see this usher I called
Superman. Oh my!
Thanks for this informative site. It moved me
almost to tears. Gosh, I'm 40 now, and George Reeves will be
Superman forever. I'm sure he's flying around someplace.in
eternity. Long live George Reeves.
Jim Schilling --
finally reserved a little bit yesterday to read your George
Reeves Tribute Page. What a nice experience. The messages
were wonderfully descriptive and poignant, and really hit
home with me. It's apparent that so many of us share the same
enthusiasm over the old Adventures of
Superman show, and the same emotions
over the death of George Reeves. Your tribute page gave all a
chance to express themselves. The impact that George and
on all of us is truly amazing. That we could all be feeling
what we're feeling, forty years after his death, is a true
indication of how deeply rooted a wonderful memory can be.
When George Reeves died, I was nine years
old. While I was still recovering from the shock, I can
remember overhearing many adults say that George thought he
really was Superman and had jumped out of a window. Many
children in my neighborhood heard this same story. I was
amazed when I saw it referenced in some of the messages on
your tribute page. It appears that this cruel and false story
was a nationwide thing.
Thanks once again, Jim, and God bless you for
keeping George Reeves' memory alive. Your splendiferous page
has become an incredible tribute to him. Many believe that
the true measure of what we are when we leave this life, is
reflected in the legacy we leave behind. George has certainly
made his mark. If he could look down and see the good
feelings and pleasant memories he's instilled in so many
people, and the legacy he's left behind for forty years, he'd
surely be proud.
This afternoon, I found
your old e-mail from one year ago marking the anniversary of
George Reeves' death. I can't believe that another year has
already come and gone. Discovering your web site and magazine
has made up for such a haunting memory. I'm still
flabbergasted that there's other folks out there who grew up
with the same memories of George Reeves that I did.
Lee LaMotta --
remember like it was five minutes ago, Jim. I was playing in
the backyard in Hialeah, Florida, and my mom called to me
from the back door. A vivid memory if I have any. May he rest
forever in PEACE.
Hello Jim. My
best friend, Allan Nowenstein and I are taking tomorrow off
to celebrate and honor the life of George Reeves. Allan is
coming to my home at 8 AM, and we are planning on spending
the whole day (at least ten hours) watching all the old
episodes that I have on tape and paying respect to the man
who brought us so much happiness when we were kids and
continues to do so now. Sooooooooooooooo thank you again for
the wealth of wonderful information you have provided. I hope
to talk to you soon.
though he has been gone for thirty-nine years. It doesn't
seem all that long ago for me. I have lived in this town
Washington, Missouri all my life and I'm forty-six now. I'll
usually take a drive after work and go by the house I grew up
in. It's approximately 100 ft. from a railroad. Anyway the
house looks exactly as it did when we moved out thirty-eight
years ago, prime Superman
on TV time. I was shocked as we all were about George's
passing, but I was told he leaped from a tall building with
his cape on, thinking he could fly. That didn't sound like
something a careful George Reeves would do. And when I did
finally learn what actually supposedly happened, I couldn't
match that with George either. He was concerned with not only
his safety, but his fans as well. It's like professor La
Serne explained to George in "The Mysterious Cube"
-- You might remain forever in that mysterious metal. For me
he certainly has.
Joe Whiting --
be thinking of George too, even tho his death is still a
mystery, his life's work was not and is still there for all
of us to enjoy. So tomorrow, I'll be saying, "Thanks
George . . . for everything."
Just visited your web
site--what I fantastic tribute you created for the
thirty-ninth anniversary of George Reeves' passing. It is
extremely touching. Even though was only six years old when
he passed on I still remember hearing the news on the radio
that evening. He was quite a performer and I'm sure a
wonderful person. Can't believe it is thirty-nine years
Curt James --
is indeed sad that his life was cut short. We never know how
much time we will receive, whether it's of divine
predestination or simply the whim of fate. We must cherish
what time we have and try to help those around us. I believe
George did just that. He had a fine life. Perhaps not as
fulfilling as he would have wished, but I hope he had a
beautiful final day. I hope he laughed and smiled and enjoyed
his last day on this planet earth.
Superman could change the course of mighty
rivers, but George Reeves did more than that. He has changed
the course of your life and perhaps the lives of many others.
For this you owe him a debt of gratitude which, I think,
you're repaying. You've shown him all the respect and love
that anyone could hope for.
Doug Stewart --
was also eleven years old in 1959, and I remember my mother
pointing out the article in the newspaper about George's
passing. He was a truly great man. I don't know what really
happened to him, but I'm glad he was here. My parents and I
always watched Superman
and remember George fondly.
Thom Hamilton --
tribute you have on your web page touched me deeply. On that
day I was nine years old, and I played Superman, like
everyone else did. At that time I was living with my dad, at
his parents house, since my parents were divorced. My dad,
who liked to tease me, asked, "Did you hear about
Superman? It's on the news. The announcers on the local
station in Seattle were talking about George. It put me in
shock. At the time, George was everthing to me -- my role
model, father figure (my dad worked all the time and we
didn't talked much then, tho now it is better). I remember
running up stairs and into my room, throwing myself on my bed
and crying. I couldn't believe George was gone. Even at that
age I looked up to him, not just as Superman, but as a role
model and as a person. I thank God that I have some of his
films and television shows to remember him by. Two of my
favorite George Reeves movies are So
Proudly We Hail!
with Claudette Colbert and From
Here to Eternity.
Tonight I'll watch one of them and some of my favorite
episodes of Superman.
Thank you, Jim, for being a friend who understands, lets me
e-mail, one friend to another. It gives me comfort to know
there are others who share the feelings.
Brad Shey --
was only six on this day in 1959, and the vague memory I have
is that of being told by my parents that the actor who played
Superman on television thought he could really fly and jumped
out of a window. Of course that wasn't true, but all I knew
was that my hero was gone. As I sit here now, thirty-nine
years later, reading the fond remembrances of George, it
shows just how strong his legacy is. George Reeves is no
longer with us, but through your tribute we are able to keep
his spirit alive. I hope that next year we can do something
very special for the fortieth anniversary. George Reeves is
the one, the only, and there will never be another, Superman.
Nancy L. Brossart
you, Jim, for the wonderful tribute page to George. I was a
young child when he was taken from us -- but I remember my
older brother crying. I think I was too little to comprehend
what the word "death" meant, but my mom explained
that he had "had an accident and was taken to Heaven".
A few years later, when I was ten, my own dad died, and I
remember asking Mom, "When Daddy got to Heaven, did he
get to meet Superman?" I've never forgotten my Mom's
sweet answer, "I'm sure he did. He's probably the one
who's teaching Daddy to fly right now. And if you're always a
good little girl, someday Superman and Daddy might take you
on a flight when you're in Heaven with them." Jim, I'm
counting on that!
Again, thank you so
much. You page made a difficult day a little more peaceful. I
loved George Reeves very much, and I miss him always.
Ricky Lamont --
know I wasn't born in the 1940s or 50s, but I do remember
in reruns. Today marks the thirty-ninth year that George
Reeves has been gone. George gave us a lot. Everyday when I
was about six or seven years old I would stay up late to
watch reruns of the Adventures
I asked my grandfather years later what happend to Reeves,
and he told me. George Reeves will always be Superman. And
not just for the generation of the 1950s but for every
generation that can find the series on the dial.
I was just a boy of four, I shocked my 50-year-old babysitter
by stripping down to my shorts, tying my Mom's dish towel to
my neck and running around the room with my arms out in front
of me. Later, when my Mother came home, the babysitter said,
"I think something is wrong with that boy. He was
running around the apartment half naked with a towel around
his neck, saying he can see through walls and that he could
"Oh, Dwight is
just playing 'Superman,'" my mom explained.
"Don't you think
that's abnormal?" the babysitter asked.
"No, I don't,"
my mom answered coolly. "And I don't think you're the
right person to look after my son. He has an imagination."
The babysitter left,
never to return. My mom and I watched George Reeves as
Superman together. It wasn't for quite a few years that I
found out about how tragically George Reeves' life ended. My
mom knew, of course. She knew all the Hollywood gossip. But
she knew George Reeves/Superman was something special to me.
So now here I am, forty
years old, and I still get a thrill seeing that special "S"
logo that only George Reeves sported. It was different from
any other Superman "S" shields and is THE Superman
costume to me.
Personally, I KNOW
George couldn't have shot himself. Repeated performances of
creating that fateful night as a mystery weekend has proven
time and again that George was murdered. The evidence is
there in the coroner's report and can be seen if you act it
all out. We all lost a lot that night. George was a special
man who breathed Superman with a special magic that hasn't
been repeated to this day.
I only wish George was
still alive so I could tell him how he sparked this weird
young boy's imagination, an imagination that has served me
well. I'm still weird, only now I get paid to be. And in my
heart I'll be forever young. And sometimes, when no one is
looking, I'll stand in front of my mirror, arms heroically
planted on my hips, reliving those days when I, too, was