Her relationship with the Capitol label spanned almost three decades, aside from her brief but artistically rich detour ( 1952 – 1956 ) at Decca Records, where in 1956 she recorded one of her most acclaimed albums, Black Coffee.

Her initial meeting with Scott was brief, but when they met again later that year, the mutual attraction was obvious.

Her marriage to Edward Douglas in the 1910s was brief, and ended with him deserting her shortly before their daughter, Laura, was born.

Her best known film roles were " Susanne Wallner " in Wolfgang Staudte's film Die Mörder sind unter uns ( The Murderers Are Among Us ), the first film released after the Second World War in East Germany and produced by DEFA ); and in 1950, " Marina " in Die Sünderin ( The Sinner ), in which she performed a brief nude scene, the first in German film history, causing a scandal.

The tattoo can be seen for a brief moment in the movie Her Jungle Love ( 1938 ).

Her four Twilight Zone appearances, in which she barely utters a couple of words, are spread between the beginning and the end of her brief career.

Her five year residence in Cape Town, South Africa, although brief, had a significant impact on the cultural and social life of the time.

After brief trial runs with Larry Wallis ( February-October 1972 ) and Bernie Marsden ( he toured with UFO in Europe and recorded a demo, " Give Her The Gun ") the band recruited Michael Schenker from Scorpions in June 1973.

Her education was spotty, consisting of a short stint at a " dame school ", some home schooling under the " capable, slightly impatient, somewhat sporadic " instruction of Albion Bradbury ( her stepfather ), a brief spell at the district school, a year as a boarder at the Gorham Female Seminary, a winter term at Morison Academy in Baltimore, Maryland, and a few months ' stay at Abbot Academy in Andover, Massachusetts, where she graduated with the class of 1873.

Her last successful roles were as Lute Mae Sanders in Flamingo Road, her brief appearance as the corrupt nurse Miss Hatch in Detective Story ( 1951 ) and in Lullaby of Broadway, as the alcoholic mother of Doris Day's ingenue character.

Her brief was to ' work in whatever way she wished around works in the collection.

Her film career was brief, only appearing in four other movies in her entire career.

Her schooling was rather brief, but all those who knew her noticed that she felt drawn to prayer from an early age.

Her stay was intended to be brief, but the acclaim she received for her performance as Gilda in Rigoletto in Chicago, Illinois on November 18, 1916 ( her 34th birthday ) was so wildly enthusiastic that she accepted an offer to remain with the Chicago Opera Company.

Colours were again presented by Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II on 10 May 1988 and most recently on 22 October 2011 during a brief visit to Australia, coinciding with RMC Duntroon's centenary year.

Her biological father is Peter Michael Escovedo, a musician who played for a brief time with Lionel Richie, and her biological mother Karen was the executive assistant for her aunt Sheila E. At the age of three, her parents agreed to let her move in with Lionel Richie and Brenda Harvey because they could not afford to provide for her financially.

Her only marriage was brief and childless.

Her happiest memory is shown to be a brief and obligatory Christmas visit from her son, played by Dave Foley.

Her ability as a writer was recognized by Du Bois, who put her in charge of a column in the magazine, where her brief included writing critiques of works by the literary giants of the day, including Langston Hughes, Zora Neale Hurston and Dorothy Parker.

Her mother, Weyziro ( Lady ) Abechi, was a noblewoman of Wollo and a brief companion of Menelek.

Her unfamiliarity with male-female interactions ( her home planet was made up of women ) later leads to a brief but bitter rivalry with the second Ms.

Her only significant appearance at this time was a brief cameo in the War of the Gods storyline, in which she received a premonition that her friend Donna was once again in trouble ; this showed readers that she was indeed alive and well, and living on Earth as opposed to Olympus.

Her actions in the brief war that followed had suggested she was older than that.

Her appearance in this episode was quite brief, and she had no spoken lines.

Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

Her form was silhouetted and with the strong light I could see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired.

Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts, was warm and moist and tender.

Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.

Her white blond hair was clean and brushed long straight down to her shoulders.

Her thick hair was the color and texture of charcoal.

Her laugh was hard.

Her face was pale but set and her dark eyes smoldered with blame for Ben.

Her stern was down and a sharp list helped us to cut loose the lifeboat which dropped heavily into the water.

Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.

( Her account was later confirmed by the Scobee-Frazier Expedition from the University of Manitoba in 1951.

Her mother was a good manager and established a millinery business in Milwaukee.

Her name was Esther Peter.

Her brother Karl was a very gentle soul, her mother was a quiet woman who said little but who had hard, probing eyes.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

Her action was involuntary.

Her name was Mollie.

Her speech was barren of southernisms ; ;

Her quarters were on the right as you walked into the building, and her small front room was clogged with heavy furniture -- a big, round, oak dining table and chairs, a buffet, with a row of unclaimed letters inserted between the mirror and its frame.

Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.

Her voice was ripe and full and her teeth flashed again in Sicilian brilliance before the warm curved lips met and her mouth settled in repose.