updated 06/05/1989 AT 01:00 AM EDT
•originally published 06/05/1989 AT 01:00 AM EDT
We just wanted to let you know how much we enjoyed and appreciated your article on Family Ties (PEOPLE, May 15). It genuinely represented the spirit of the show and the emotions that were alive on the set during our final week. We only take exception to one point—your treatment of Justine Bateman. Not only is Justine an exceptional talent, but she is a spirited, dedicated actress who has been a key ingredient in the success of Family Ties. It's rare to find beauty and comedic talent so perfectly blended. We consider ourselves fortunate to have worked with her, and we believe that Justine is only at the beginning of a wonderful career.
Alan Uger, Co-Executive Producer
Marc Lawrence, Supervising Producer
Paramount Pictures Corp.
We thoroughly enjoyed the article on the last episode of Family Ties but could not believe that no mention was made of Marc Price (Skippy). Skippy was an integral part of the show and deserved some recognition. We speak for America when we say his character brought a lot of warmth and humor to the show. Come on, didn't you laugh when he got locked in the basement with Mallory in the chipmunk suits, and didn't you cry during the adoption episode? What happened?
Lois Bernzot Boccio
New York City
Only lack of space prevented us from including Marc. Though saddened by the end of Ties, Price plans to continue his stand-up comedy career. "I'm ready to show people that I've got other things in me besides Skippy, "he says.—ED.
Gary Busey's continued condemnation of motorcycle helmet laws does prove one thing—riding without a helmet can cause brain damage.
Michael and Peggy Smigiel
It is one thing to flirt with death if you're single and quite another to let your wife and kids worry about what will happen to them after Daddy's dead of a head injury or, worse yet, how they are going to pay the bills after he's lying around with a flat EEG and a tube up his nose.
Julie C. Andrews
Albuquerque, N. Mex.
Did Sondra Locke get a lobotomy at the same time she had her other operations? If she hadn't wanted the abortions or the tubal ligation, she should have had enough sense to "just say no." As for wanting a chunk of Clint's property, what exactly did she do to help him earn his millions? If she supposedly chose to put her career on hold to be with him, she has only herself to blame.
Santa Clarita, Calif.
I read "When the Spirit Takes Wing" in your May 15 issue twice, just to make sure I hadn't missed something. Each time the scenario came out the same sickening way. Scene 1: Doctor prescribes to a possibly pregnant woman a drug that is known to cause heart and limb defects in fetuses. Scene 2: Sure enough, the baby is born armless and practically legless. Scene 3: When the doctor is asked how it happened, he blames God. Scene 4: When the mother is asked how it happened, she blames herself. Sounds terribly familiar, and terribly wrong. The only thing C-Anne Able was guilty of was trusting her doctor, as we've all been taught to do. As for what happpened to David, it wasn't "an act of God." It was "an act of doctor"—a doctor who made a mistake. What an act of healing it would have been if he had had the courage to acknowledge that mistake and accept his guilt for its tragic results.
Carolyn W. Mallison
Sackets Harbor, N.Y.
THE LAST POST
No doubt you will receive letters complaining about cats having their own retirement home when there are so many homeless people in the world. But to many cat lovers, their cats are like their own family, and these sensitive, loving animals deserve to be taken care of too.
Christine L. Smith
I have just read your article on the cat rest home and I am outraged. In this world where millions of people are dying of starvation, it makes me absolutely sick to think people are actually spending $30,000 a month to house a bunch of cats. Where are these people's priorities?
Picks & Pans
It's hard to believe Ralph Novak actually saw Field of Dreams. While he was busy scrutinizing the film for plausibility and historical truths, a once-in-a-lifetime tale of "magical reality" slipped by him. Who cares what hand Shoeless Joe Jackson actually batted with? This is a fairy tale, Ralph! A made-up story. A fantasy. It's a simple, pure tale of life and love and forgiveness and believing and everything else real and important. It's a shame anyone would miss that.