As PeaceBang has mentioned, I recently had a birthday. And if you weren’t sure I was gay before, well, Hubby got me the DVD of Valley of the Dolls as a part of my birthday present.
I love that film, and yes, partially because the heroine (not heroin) is named Anne Welles. Alas, my family of Wellses are unrelated to the real Connecticut Welles family suggested by her ideal, wholesome and ficticious hometown of Lawrenceville. The film location was Redding Center, Connecticut. Anne’s family dates back to the colonial period and though “Washington never slept” in her ancestral home “he did draw water from the well.” (My pre-Revolution ancestors were from Hopkinton, Rhode Island and before that Ipswitch, Massachusetts. Dang I wish I could join the DAR. Or the UDC for that matter. But that’s another story.)
In one scene, we see a church next to the house. You know I wanted it to be Universalist. It wasn’t, but it is UCC.
Oddly enough, they don’t mention their fleeting moment of silvery fame on their website.