>> >County, Clint's house on Rising River, and the land I grew up in.]
>> >All Dad could think (when he wasn't thinking: "My GOD, he's
>> STRONG!") was, "That million dollar BACK!!!"
>>
>> Yipe!  (Speaks well of old Clint, though.)
>
>I know a lot of direct anecdote that speaks well of him.
>
>Pity so many in the area went star crazy when he moved up there, though.
>
He has a daughter growing up in North Van. No one knew she was Clint
Eastwood's daughter until the house burned down. She had climbed out of her
bedroom window to escape the fire, and was on the garage roof, frozen with
fear. The neighbours saved her. She was seven at the time,  so she'd be
about 8 now, because it think it was about a year ago.

The fire and the heroic efforts of the neighbours were on the news, then,
withint hours, Clint Eastwood had flown up here, personally sought out each
person who had been involved in trying to save the house, phoning the fire
brigade, saving his daughter and her mother, and trying to save their
belongings. He shook the hand of everyone who took part, then vanished
again. Not one of the neighbours would talk to the reporters about what he'd
said or whether or not there was a reward, because they all said he was such
a decent gentleman that they didn't want to betray his privacy.

He did have kind words to say to the reporters here before he left, and what
he chose to say in person was all they ever got about him. Once their cover
was blown, the child and her mother moved. He wanted her to grow up out of
the view of the media so that she could have a "normal" life.

I respected him a great deal for the way he behaved throughout the whole
thing. A genuine gentleman, but not one who could be pushed around. It's
pretty tricky to be both.
>
LJ

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