She filmed A Doll's House in Norway, The Blue Bird in the Soviet Union, and now Actress Jane Fonda has begun her first Hollywood movie in three years. Titled Dick and Jane, the film has Fonda, now 38, in the role of a suburban housewife who fights the recession with a little bit of larceny. Off-camera, of course, the actress-activist keeps busy as a speechmaker and fund raiser for her husband, Senate Candidate Tom Hayden, 36, of Chicago Seven fame. "I have a lot of energy," says Jane of her moonlighting, "and I don't waste time."
Add another chapter to John Kennedy's lengthening Lothario legend. The central figure this time is Mary Pinchot Meyer, an attractive, well-connected Washington artist who was the sister-in-law of Washington Post Executive Editor Benjamin Bradlee. As former Post Vice President James Truitt recently told the National Enquirer, Kennedy's liaison with Meyer while he was President lasted nearly two years and even included some pot smoking in the White House bedroom. "She was not the kind of person to get into a dalliance," insists one old friend of the Meyer family. "This wasn't some tawdry affair." Meyer was killed in 1964 at the age of 43, the victim of a Georgetown mugging. According to Truitt's account, James Angleton, then CIA counterintelligence chief, managed to find and destroy the artist's diary before it could cause any trouble.
Last week Truitt, now 54 and living in Mexico, added an occult dimension to the Kennedy-Meyer story. Four years after her death, Truitt says, he took Meyer's sister and brother-in-law, Toni and Ben Bradlee, to the small Maryland town of Westminster. There the trio allegedly made contact with the deceased artist with the help of a local medium. As Truitt tells it, Meyer described her burial place in Milford, Pa., then told her audience: "Jack is here. Bobby is here now"—meaning Robert Kennedy, who was killed earlier that year. If Meyer did talk, however, the Bradlees will not; so far both have refused to comment on Truitt's latest tale.
New York's Mayor Abe Beame called him "the only chairman of the board who isn't giving me trouble these days." In fact, Frank Sinatra, 60, had no reason to give anyone trouble during last week's Friars Roast in Manhattan. With 1,000 guests crammed into the grand ballroom of the Waldorf-Astoria, the singer ego-tripped through 4½ hours of praise and put-downs from Comedian Don Rickles, New York Governor Hugh Carey and a dais full of old chums. The $200-and $500-a-plate dinner also brought a visit from one hardy Sinatra pal: former Vice President Spiro Agnew. Toasting the singer for his "fierce sense of loyalty," Spiro declared: "I am honored to be his friend."