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Actress Lynda Wiesmeier gained notoriety for her roles in a few well-known movies.
However, one particular photo of her has drawn notice recently since it seems to offer a window into a bygone period.
Lynda Ann Wiesmeier, a blonde bombshell whose voluptuous form adorned the pages of Playboy Magazine, was born in Washington, D.C., in 1963
Her father was a doctor in the US Air Force, and Bitburg, Germany, was the starting point of her adventure. The family relocated frequently prior to Lynda’s eventual arrival in sunny Los Angeles. She also lived for a while in Bound Brook, New Jersey, where she established herself as a frequent Jersey coast sun worshipper.
starring in a zombie film
Lynda enjoyed working and being active, juggling three professions: acting, modeling, and office clerking in a medical facility.
Last motion picture
However, her last movie may have been the one that made people take notice of Lynda Wiesmeier. She was chosen to play Dianne in the zombie horror film Evil Town in 1987.
The film featured the renowned Dean Jagger in the lead role of an insane scientist searching for perpetual youth. His approach? making a medication synthetically from human pituitary fluid, naturally. Things got worse as he was extracting the fluid; the poor donors’ brainless zombies were the product of the process.
In an intriguing turn of events, Keith Hefner, the younger brother of Playboy founder Hugh Hefner, was also featured in Evil Town. With Lynda and Keith involved, the movie had a strong Playboy vibe.
Though the movie was scheduled to open in theaters on June 3, 1987, there was so much anticipation that several theaters opened their screens a day early, on June 2. Nevertheless, Evil Town fell short of expectations despite the hype.
It was derided by critics who labeled it a “silly horror film.” Cavett Binion of All Movie Guide noted that the picture was a mash-up of footage from previous movies, including a 1970s unfinished effort, and that former Playboy Playmate Lynda Wiesmeier “spiced it up with some gratuitous nudity.” Hurt!
Fortunately, Lynda Wiesmeier was destined for a little return. In the years after its debut, a specific scene from Evil Town has become extremely popular for unknown reasons.
It’s not, however, for the reasons that one might think.
Picture of Lynda Wiesmeier
Scott Hunter, an almost unknown actor, appears on screen with Lynda in this unforgettable scene.
This appears to be your typical 1980s photo at first sight. A young guy and lady are posing in front of a Dodge automobile while wearing iconic ’80s clothing. But if you examine more closely, you might find something surprising!
Lynda is wearing high-waisted white shorts with a bright red blouse that is intricately knotted at the waist, while the man is wearing dark shorts and a gray hoodie with multicolored patterns all over it. Back then, short shorts were all the rage, and Scott wore his with one of those ubiquitous corduroy shirts.
Their vintage attire is a lovely return to the 1980s for many, since it screams ’80s fashion. And it’s just this that makes people swoon over this picture.
The 1980s saw a large, vivid, and dramatic fashion trend that we embraced, including glam rock, punk, and preppy designs.
We could experiment with hair, cosmetics, colors, and an abundance of plastic jewelry along with other wild accessories. And because to Lynda and Scott, we can sometimes be transported back in time to this amazing era with just a simple shot from a lesser-known movie.
departed the field
Following her departure from the film business, Lynda decided to start a family and married her first husband. She went on to have two amazing children, a son and a daughter.
The family made their home in Lafayette, Louisiana, where Lynda started working as a records manager at a legal firm, according to Joyce’s Take.
But then things changed, and in 2004 Lynda, ready to start again, packed her bags and moved to sunny California following her divorce. Lynda loved her relationship with her followers, even as she moved on. She became well-known at several fan events, sharing her experiences and signing autographs, such as WonderCon, Glamourcon, and The Hollywood Collectors Show.
Reason for demise
Sadly, Lynda’s adventure came to an end in December 2012, at the age of 49, after a valiant fight with a brain tumor.
Considering what she could have said about her time in movies like Evil Town, a nostalgic snapshot of a bygone period in movies, is bittersweet.
We can still honor Lynda’s legacy and the happiness she gave her admirers despite her passing. If you too miss the 1980s, please share this article!
My Husband Invited His Girl Best Friend to a Family BBQ Unaware It Would Be the Last Straw for Me
My husband, Jack’s “like a sister” best friend, Megan, had been a constant presence in our marriage for years, and my patience with her had run out. Tensions boiled over at a family BBQ as long-hidden secrets came to light, leading to an explosive confrontation.
I loved Jack. God, I loved him — still do, if I’m being honest. After five years of marriage, things between us were solid and dependable… except for Megan.
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She was Jack’s best friend since childhood, his “sister in everything but blood,” or so he said. But it didn’t feel like that to me.
Megan was always there. On every vacation, every holiday, every family get-together, she’d insert herself into our lives with this smug little smile, as if she belonged more than I did. And every time I brought it up, Jack brushed it off.
“You’re just being insecure,” he’d say, his eyes rolling like I was the crazy one for feeling the way I did. “You don’t need to worry about Megan.”
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I remember the day I spoke to Jack’s mom, Nancy, about it. We were sitting on her front porch, drinking sweet tea in the sticky heat of summer. I loved Nancy; she had this way of making me feel like I wasn’t alone in all this.
“You need to set some boundaries, sweetie,” she said, her lips pursing. “Jack loves you, but that girl’s been in his life for a long time. You’ve gotta be firm.”
I nodded, though I didn’t know what those boundaries would even look like.
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Jack was too close with Megan, and every time I even hinted at the idea of setting limits, he’d dismiss me.
Of course, Rick, Jack’s father, wasn’t any help. He adored Megan like she was the daughter he never had.
“You’ve just got to accept it,” he’d say, with that patronizing smirk of his. “Megan’s always going to be part of this family. You need to get over your insecurities.”
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I hated him for saying that and acting like my feelings were some kind of joke. But what could I do? I loved Jack, loved our life together. So I swallowed the bitterness and carried on. Until I couldn’t anymore.
Two months ago, something shifted.
Jack started coming home late, saying he had more work to do and more responsibilities to shoulder at the office. But the real change? The phone.
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He was constantly on it — texting, checking, hiding it like it was something precious. My stomach turned every time I saw him tap out a message with that little smile on his face.
One night, when he was in the shower, I did it. I grabbed his phone. The minute I opened his messages, I found the true reason for his distance staring at me like a slap in the face.
The messages between him and Megan weren’t just friendly; they were intimate and flirtatious.
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“Can’t wait to see you again,” Megan had written, a winking emoji following her words. “Last night was incredible. Same time next week?”
Jack had responded almost immediately, “You bet. I’ll tell her I have to work late again. God, I miss you already.”
My heart pounded as I scrolled further, the bile rising in my throat.
“You know I’m yours, right?” he’d written in another text, his words sickeningly familiar, ones he’d used with me once.
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Megan’s reply had been just as nauseating: “I’ve always been yours, Jack. Just say the word, and I’m there.”
There were so many texts detailing their plans to meet up and sneak around. Their affair had been going on for months. My whole world cracked open right there in our bedroom, the proof of their affair burning into my brain.
I didn’t confront him. Not then. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t sure when I would be, but I knew it had to be the right moment — the moment when he couldn’t weasel out of it.
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So there I was, two months later, at the annual family BBQ, pretending everything was fine while I watched Megan laugh and chat with Jack like they weren’t tearing my life apart behind my back.
It was torture, but I held it together for the kids and the sake of appearances.
Dinner was worse. We all sat around the table, passing bowls of potato salad and ribs, and Rick, with his usual arrogance, made the comment that broke me.
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“Megan’s always going to be a special part of our family,” he said, raising his glass to her. “It’s a pity some people just can’t get over their insecurities.”
That smirk. That damn smirk. It was like he was daring me to say something. My hands trembled as I placed my fork down, my heart pounding so loud I could barely hear anything else.
This was it. I stood, my chair scraping the ground, and every eye at the table turned to me.
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“You know what, Rick?” I said, my voice shaking with rage. “I might get over it if she wasn’t sleeping with my husband.”
Silence. The kind of silence that sucks all the air out of the room. Jack dropped his fork, his face going pale. Megan’s eyes widened in shock, but she didn’t say a word.
Nancy reacted first. She stood, eyes blazing, and pointed a shaking finger at Jack.
“How could you do this to her?!” she shouted, her voice thick with fury. “How could you betray your wife and family?”
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Jack stammered, looking between me and his mother like a trapped animal. “It’s not. It wasn’t—”
“Okay, everyone needs to settle down,” Rick said. “Affairs happen sometimes, but you just need to move past it—”
But Nancy wasn’t finished. She turned to Rick, her lip curling in disgust.
“Move past it, huh?” She paused, her next words loaded with a bombshell of their own. “I don’t think so, not when I know that you’ve been having an affair with Megan, too.”
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Megan’s face drained of color. For a moment, I thought she might actually pass out. The entire table stared in disbelief as the weight of Nancy’s words sank in like a stone.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Jack asked, his voice trembling as he looked from Nancy to Megan.
Nancy laughed, but there was no humor in it. “I’ve known for a while now, Jack. Rick and Megan, running around behind my back, behind all of our backs. I stayed quiet because I didn’t want to lose everything. But now? I’m done.”
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She shook her head, wiping a tear that slipped down her cheek.
Rick had the nerve to act surprised, but I saw the guilt flicker in his eyes. “Nancy, sweetheart, it was a mistake—”
“Mistake?” Nancy cut him off, her voice icy. “Don’t you dare try to downplay this. You’ve been cheating on me for God knows how long, and now you’ve lost me. You’ve lost everything. And you!” She pointed at Megan. “Well, you really like to keep it in the family, don’t you?”
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The next few days were a blur. Nancy kicked Rick out of the house and filed for divorce. She told me she didn’t care about the money anymore. After years of being afraid, she was finally free.
As for me, I packed my things. I didn’t cry when I left. Jack stood in the doorway, his voice cracking as he begged me to forgive him, to stay for the kids. His hands were outstretched, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t.
The damage was too deep. Megan had destroyed my marriage, and Jack had let her. So I destroyed her.
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I sat down at the kitchen table that night, hands shaking with fury as I typed out the post that would expose her for who she really was:
I’ve kept quiet for too long, but no more. Megan, the woman who’s pretended to be part of our family for years, has been having an affair with my husband, Jack. She’s betrayed not just me but everyone who ever trusted her.
This is the same woman who cozied up to my kids, smiled at our family BBQs, and acted like she belonged. Well, here’s the truth—she’s been sneaking around with my husband AND his father for months. Don’t let her fool you; she’s not who she pretends to be.
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It was brutal, but it was the truth. The post spread like wildfire, and soon, everyone knew what she’d done.
Megan, well, she wasn’t welcome anywhere anymore. Rick, who had once been her biggest defender, realized she had played him too.
She lost her job, her reputation, and any respect she once had in the community. I made sure of that. I exposed her lies for everyone to see, and now she had nothing.
I didn’t feel sorry for her. Not one bit.
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