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Marilyn Chambers: The Sequel

Since my 1st “06880” story in March 2009, I’ve written nearly 3,000 blog posts.

None has been viewed more than one from my 2nd month. It began:

Marilyn Chambers died today.

Tomorrow the newspapers will call her a “former porn star.”  They will mention the scandal that erupted when Marilyn — the “99 and 44/100% pure” model holding a baby on the Ivory soap box — moved into hard-core films.  They may say that some of her movies were produced by the infamous Mitchell brothers, or that she worked with legendary male porn star Johnny Wadd.

Marilyn Chambers was barely out of high school when she modeled for the Ivory Snow package. At the same time, she was beginning her career in porn.

Marilyn Chambers was barely out of high school when she modeled for the Ivory Snow package. At the same time, she was beginning her career in porn.

They might even mention that she grew up in Westport, Connecticut, the daughter of an advertising executive father and a nurse mother.  The obituary writers will describe Marilyn Chambers, but they will focus only on her titillating past.  That’s natural; they didn’t know her.

I did.

And as a Westporter a grade behind Marilyn Briggs at Long Lots Junior High School and Staples High, with plenty of friends in common, I knew her when it counted — when we were young.  She was a field hockey player and cheerleader.  She was cute — very cute — and outgoing.  And though she was way ahead of most of us even then, and was already modeling in New York, she was still just “Marilyn.”

The reason that story received so many views — and still does — is not because it’s on “06880.” It turns out that every porn site in the universe linked to it. Who knew they run text, as well as photos and videos?

Now — 4 years later — Marilyn Chambers is back in the news.

Marilyn Chambers, in her heyday.

Marilyn Chambers, in her heyday.

Her 1975 autobiography (My Life) will be re-released in October. A remake of her most famous film (Behind the Green Door) may also come out this fall.

According to The Daily Beast, there’s even talk of naming a street in Providence, Rhode Island — where she was born — for her.

The Daily Beast story runs more than 2500 words. It details her too-short life in great detail.

Marilyn died “in relative anonymity in a trailer park, surviving on porn residuals, Comic-Con appearances, and a job at a car dealership.” But, a close friend told the Daily Beast, “She was a classy lady.” She planted gardens for her neighbors.

Marilyn Chambers in 2004 (Photo by Barry King/WireImage)

Marilyn Chambers in 2004 (Photo by Barry King/WireImage)

“I do know that the thing she was most proud of was being a mother to her daughter” (McKenna Taylor, from her 3rd marriage), Daryl Coates Manning — a longtime Westport friend — said. Marilyn was cremated the same day McKenna went to her senior prom.

McKenna is a driving force behind the reissue of her mother’s autobiography. She says Marilyn was proud of being “part of the sexual revolution. She didn’t regret anything she did. It wasn’t just porn. It was way more than that. People didn’t have the right to talk about their sexuality freely back then.”

This fall — in an era when talk about sexuality is as common as porn on the internet — Marilyn Chambers will be back in the news.

And those of us who knew her as Marilyn Briggs will remember her once again.

“The Girl Next Door” Comes Home

What do you get when you cross “The Girl Next Door” with hardcore porn?

“The Girl Next Door XXX — A Hardcore Parody,” of course.

And of course — this being “06880” — there’s a tight Westport connection.

"The Girl Next Door"The Girl Next Door” — a 2004 film — was directed by 1990 Staples grad Luke Greenfield. The plot — a teenager’s dream comes true when a former porn star moves next door and they fall in love — was rooted in Greenfield’s home town. Twenty years earlier, Marilyn Chambers earned worldwide fame as the Ivory Snow girl-turned-“Behind the Green Door” star.

Mike Kulich — a Staples 2004 grad — is now the owner of Assence Films, which specializes in exactly what “Assence” sounds like. He just gave the green door light to “The Girl Next Door XXX.”

According to a press release — yes, porn companies send out PR —

Assence Films is known for its more hardcore gonzo-type movies, but has released successful parodies in the past including “Vote For Rush,” a take on conservative Rush Limbaugh and what he does with sexy coeds once he goes off the air.

Describing “The Girl Next Door,” Mike says:

 Luke Greenfield’s movie was my childhood. We grew up in the same town, we went to the same school, and we did the same things. There are so many aspects of the movie that I lived: late nights at the Sherwood Diner, evading Robocop to get to the beach, crazy road trips with my buddies, and of course dreams of making it big in the adult entertainment business. This movie is not only going to be a great hardcore parody, but a homage to my childhood in Westport.

Westport Cinema Initiative: are you listening?

“06880” Is 1

A year ago tomorrow — March 6, 2009 — “06880” was born.

The first post described what this blog would be:  open-ended conversations with a Westport angle, no matter how tenuous.  I invited comments, feedback, tips — anything.

No one responded.

Things picked up soon — my 2nd post, on a Staples PTA’s “Risky Behaviors” panel — drew 3 comments.  “06880” was off to the races.

Time flies when you’re having fun.  Exactly 1 year later, my blog and I celebrate our 1st anniversary.

Thinking of a gift?  That’s sweet.  Ironically, the traditionally 1st-year gift is paper.

But I’d prefer money.

Feel free to donate as much as you wish to "06880."

For the past year, “06880” has offered up approximately 650 posts — nearly 2 a day.  Some have been international in scope — the ones on porn star Marilyn Chambers, “Paranormal Activity” star Micah Sloat and supermodel twins and “Amazing Race” stars Derek and Drew Riker still draw viewers, months later — while others are intensely local:  drivers who leave the Robeks parking lot by going directly over the curb onto the Post Road.  Arby’s taking advantage when Westport eased up on its sign regulations.  Edyo Keehan‘s tireless work on behalf of Westport’s World War II veterans.

And it’s all been free.  A public service, if you will.

In honor of my anniversary, I’m making an NPR-style plea.  If you like what you hear read, please consider supporting “06880.”

Am I worth $1 a month?  $1 a week?  Perhaps (my choice!) $1 a day.

Unlike Channel 13, you won’t get a Peter, Paul and Mary DVD.  Or a tote bag.  Donations are not even tax-deductible.

What you will get is the chance to help me recover a bit of the cost of registering domains, keeping “06880” ad-free, and spending an hour or 2 each day interviewing, writing, responding to comments, and scouring the web for appropriate (and occasionally inappropriate) photos and graphics.

Thanks for a great year.  I’ll keep doing what I’m doing, whether anyone sends an anniversary gift or not.

But it would be nice.

(Checks may be made out and sent to:  Dan Woog, 301 Post Road East, Westport, CT 06880.  Put “06880” on the memo line.  It won’t do anything for the IRS, but it may help you remember at tax time why you sent me some money.)

Watching Westport From Behind The Green Door

The September issue of Connecticut Magazine includes a long story on Marilyn Chambers.

Marilyn Chambers Most news coverage following her death in April has centered on her intriguing transition from Ivory Snow model to porn star.  Tom Connor’s piece focuses on her teenage years in Westport.

It’s always interesting to read someone else’s take on a story you know well.  I consider myself pretty knowledgeable on 1960s and ’70s Westport — like the young Marilyn Briggs, I grew up here then — so I was glad that Tom got most of the facts right.

What stopped me cold — and made me think — were the perspectives behind the facts.

According to Connecticut Magazine, the Westport of Marilyn’s and my youth was a “seductive mix of art and money, bohemianism and raw ambition.”

More than many places in the country, Tom wrote, Westport was “particularly tumultuous and libidinous….While towns such as Greenwich and New Canaan tilted toward conservative bankers, lawyers and financiers, Westport attracted those of a more liberal bent.”

Our artists’ colony cred was cemented in 1931, Connecticut Magazine said.  The Westport Country Playhouse opened then, “in effect posting a casting call to the entertainment crowd and furthering the town’s reputation for fabulous fun and fame.

Marilyn_Chambers “The ‘fast times’ mood still prevailed in the late 1960s,” the story continued, “when many Staples students were openly drinking — some were doing drugs in the bathrooms — and freely acting out their parts in the sexual revolution.”

And, according to Nile Rogers, a guitarist and music producer who grew up in Harlem and came to Westport in his late teens:  “I’d known what I thought were some pretty crazy girls in New York City.  But these were the wildest women I’d ever met.”

Whether Tom Connor’s portrayal of Westport is completely true, somewhat on target or completely off the mark is immaterial.  Perception is reality.  To thousands of readers across the state, Westport in the 1960s and ’70s is now forever fixed as a tumultuous, libidinous place filled with wild women, art, money, bohemianism and raw ambition.

Was it really that way?  Don’t ask me.  I was just a teenager. 

Besides, how could I remember?  It was the ’60s.

Remembering Marilyn Chambers

Marilyn Chambers died today.

Tomorrow the newspapers will call her a “former porn star.”  They will mention the scandal that erupted when Marilyn — the “99 and 44/100% pure” model holding a baby on the Ivory soap box — moved into hard-core films.  They may say that some of her movies were produced by the infamous Mitchell brothers, or that she worked with legendary male porn star Johnny Wadd.

They might even mention that she grew up in Westport, Connecticut, the daughter of an advertising executive father and a nurse mother.  The obituary writers will describe Marilyn Chambers, but they will focus only on her titillating past.  That’s natural; they didn’t know her.

I did.

And as a Westporter a grade behind Marilyn Briggs at Long Lots Junior High School and Staples High, with plenty of friends in common, I knew her when it counted — when we were young.  She was a field hockey player and cheerleader.  She was cute — very cute — and outgoing.  And though she was way ahead of most of us even then, and was already modeling in New York, she was still just “Marilyn.”

Her 1970 Staples yearbook writeup says:  “likes digging on life, being happy, ‘The Owl and the Pussycat'” — she had a bit part in that Barbra Streisand film  during high school, though she was credited as “Evelyn Lang” — “her dog, the city…dislikes school, commuting to New York, running out of gas, making decisions.”

She was a Homecoming Queen nominee.  She did not win  — but in a class poll, she won “Best Student Body.”

Her nickname, the yearbook said, was “Briggs.”  “Marilyn Chambers” was off in the future.

Marilyn Chambers - 1973

Marilyn Chambers - 1973

That future came quickly, though.  She made “Behind the Green Door” — the first hardcore pornographic movie widely released in the United States — in 1972.  I saw it, of course — knowing her made me a celebrity with my college friends — but watching it filled me with both intrigue and sadness.  She was 2 years and a continent removed from Westport, but it seemed she was now a lifetime and a universe away.

Marilyn made over 25 porn films.  She also ran for vice president of the United States in 2004 (on the Personal Choice Party ticket).  The years in between were not kind to her.  She battled drug and alcohol addiction, and her three marriages ended in divorce.

marilyn-chambers-2But as far away as she drifted, she never really left Westport behind.  She loved attending Staples reunions, and her former classmates loved seeing her.  Sure, it was cool having their pictures taken with her (their wives were not as pleased) — but once the cameras were gone, nothing had changed.  She — everyone — was back in high school school again.  They remembered old times, good times, times before anyone peeked behind the green door.

The media will have a brief feeding frenzy on Marilyn Chambers.  I’ll spend my time remembering Marilyn Briggs.