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JANUARY, 1949
VOL. 31, ISO. 2
RADIO MIRROR
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John Gibson 15
Palsy Lee of the Breakfast Club 21
The Truth About Truth Or Consequences by Ralph Edwards 24
A Heart As Big As His Nose by Eddie Jackson 26
Mrs. Howard's Day Off— Picture Story 28
Bringing Up The Boys by Harriet Hilliard Nelson 30
World Full Of Neighbors .by Jack Berch 34
■'Just The Two Of Us" by Helen Greco Jones 36
Curtain Time — Picture Story 38
Traveler Of The Month by Tommy Bartlett 48
The Right To Happiness — In Pictures 50
Your Ticket To The Fred Waring Show 54
My Husband, Todd Russell by Edna Russell 56
Girl Going Places 68
The Time Of Their Lives 94
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Radio Mirror Quiz 5
What's New From Coast to Coast by Dale Banks 6
Facing The Music by Duke Ellington 12
Look At The Records by Joe Martin 16
Collector's Corner by Conrad Thibault 17
Information Booth 19
Inside Radio 64
It's Here 67
Bachelors Beware ! by Mary Jane Fulton 20
Life Can Be Beautiful 22
Family Counselor by Terry Burton 23
Between The Bookends by Ted Malone 42
But Once A Year — Cooking Page by Kate Smith 58
The Philadelphia TV Story 44
Matinee Idol, 1949 46
Coast To Coast In Television • • • ■ 47
WLAW: Flynn's Fun 4
KDKA: Planning For Progress 8
WIBG: Neck-High In Sports 10
WBEN: "Just Be Natural" 14
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Phil Harris is bedtime-story reader for his daughters Phyllis and Alice.
PHIL HARRIS and his loveller-than- ever wife, Alice Faye, share the Radio Mirror cover, February issue, along with the Harris small fry. And a very pretty valentine picture they make, too. More: "The Happy Harrises", a story about Alice and Phil and their family, told by a long-time friend.
Double feature: the "Come and Visit" story in January takes you calling on Chester Lauck and Tuffy Goff and their families — Lum 'n' Abner on the air. Two separate stories, packaged as one, with plenty of pictures, both color and black and white, of both families.
We don't very often make predictions, but here is one we're willing to stand be- hind: you'll be hearing a lot about a young fellow neuned Bill Lawrence. (You'll prob- ably be hearing, too, the "swooning" groans of the bobby-soxers, or have they too, gone out of style?) Swoons or no, we give you Bill Lawrence next month, and with him his discoverer, Arthur Godfrey. Both of them in color!
Helen Trent, designer of glamorous gowns for glamorous moving picture stars, takes a backward look "through the years" since The Romance of Helen Trent first went on the air. Four pages of story-in-pictures, with one full page, full color portrait of Helen.
That, of course, isn't all. February brings much more: an exciting picture visit to one of the most talked -about programs in radio: Stop Th° Music; My Father, Groucho, by Arthur Marx; a new When A Girl Marries feature which will run every month, and in which all you readers will be invited to participate; and many more. February Radio Mirror, on sale Friday, January 7.
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Arthur Flynn (1) on top of building de- scribes Mar. 17 parade in Boston while army bombers circle above.
L. to r.: Dave Egan, writer of the Boston Daily Record's "The Colonel Says," Flynn, restaurateur Jimmie O'Keefe.
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From Jimmie O'Keefe's restaurant Flynn quizzes people thrice weekly. Wrong guess wins dinner on the house.
I ID you ever go into a nicely stocked cellar, and standing in the center of the bottle-framed enclosure in all the glory and thrill of anticipation, wonder what vintage you would taste first?
Well, that's how Arthur Flynn feels when he broad- casts his Lunch With Jimmy O'Keefe three times weekly from the famous restaurant of the same name on Boylston Street in Boston.
The variety of people he gets an opportunity to inter- view for WLAW's New England radio listeners tickles him no end for through the portals of O'Keefe's pass daily the great and the humble . . . those whose names are frequently chronicled in the press, and those who come just for the sights.
They are the sports greats of yesterday and today . . . personalities of stage, screen and radio, famed writers . . . and the usual run of everyday folks who come to the Hub for shopping, the theater and the baseball games.
And most of them talk with Flynn over the 50,000 watt WLAW microphone which carries their voices across New England from Portland to Newport.
The diamond flashes, like Eddie Stanky of the current Braves and Jumpin' Joe Dugan of the Babe Ruth Yan- kees tell of their experiences; Clipper Smith, coach of the Boston Yanks football team; Jack Britton, former welterweight champion, Baby Green, the Green Bay Packers power house; Dave Egan, song writer of "The Colonel Says" column of the Boston Daily Record; Allan Frazer, the "Around Boston" commentator for the same paper, and countless others who make the days interesting for radio listeners with timely and pointed comment and opinion on this matter and that.
Flynn, as he courses through the restaurant, mike in hand, converses over the air with an average of 25 people a day. He has numbers drawn for a lucky table at each broadcast. If those seated at the table can answer two out of the three easy sports questions he asks, they get tickets for a major ball game in Boston. If they don't, the lunch is on the house.
The program, designed and produced by Flynn, was made especially for him in the opinion of listeners. One of New England's best known and most popular sports- casters, he speaks to his guests and his radio audience with authority of background. While he excelled in school and college in all major sports, he found his niche in boxing and before retiring from the ring had annexed titles as New England professional middleweight cham- pion and world's amateur welterweight champion.
He presents the blow-by-blow account of bouts staged by the Callahan Athletic Club of Boston and an- nounced exclusively over WLAW, and his work in this particular field last year earned him the title as one of the ten best fightcasters in the nation as selected by the New York Enquirer.
RADIO MIRROR QUIZ
1. This star of his own show was once a child golf cham- pion. Who is he?
2. You know him as Spike Jones, what is his real
3. This popular comedy team got their start when the scheduled talent for a show failed to appear. Who are they?
4. Arthur Godfrey was once a (a) Taxi driver (b) Planta- tion owner ( c ) Typewriter repair- man.
5. What well-known quizmaster once taught social psychology?
6. Tonsil trouble changed a sweet soprano to a contralto, made her famous. Who is she?
7. How long does it take a pineapple to ripen ?
8. How many miles of blood vessels are there in the human body?
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In order to do justice to the first American airing of Flaubert's "Madame Bovary," the producers and the cast spent many hours rehearsing and going over the script.
WONDER how many listeners are aware of the kind of warfare that goes on behind the big network scenes? The current one in competition for the exclusive services of stars is a honey. CBS got in the first lick by signing Amos and Andy to that two-million-dollar outright-sale contract and by sewing up the Rose Bowl games for the next three years. CBS is planning to continue this policy of buying talent outright and then selling the stars' services to sponsors, but now NBC is getting into the hassle with counter bids for top name stars — rumor (at this date) claiming Jack Benny and Edgar Bergen involved. Well, this is one way for per- formers to get rich quick — and who can say that after their years of work they don't deserve it?
Fay Bainter and her son (left) were caught by the TV camera before the performance began. Like a Hollywood premiere, the audience was as glamorous as the stars.
Marlene relaxes with Dr. Frank Stanton, CBS president, after her portrayal of the woman who ruined many lives in her fruitless search for high adventure and romantic love.
Hildegarde won't be back on the networks for some time, but you've probably been hearing her on all local radio sta- tions in a transcribed series that nets her more money than a sponsored web show.
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You know, when people all around are crying panic, it's a good idea to take a look at reports of cut and dried figures. There's been so much talk about money being tight and many programs have been dropped for the sake of economy that, if you didn't know, you'd suspect radio is hitting the skids and is ready for the receivers to take over. But the Com- merce Department reports show that network income for the first half of 1948 is about 8% ahead (Continued on page 9)
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Claude Rains looks cheerful, Meg Mundy grim. Meg was the original "Respectful Prostitute."
Van Heflin and Director Markle look more interested in each other than Ruth Woods.
Another attention-getter at the opening was John Robert Powers, snapped with Ruth Woods.
In a pre-perf ormance shot, the television cameras snapped Marlene with her attractive daughter, co-star Van Heflin and Director Fletcher Markle, second from right.
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Besides his duties as continuity chief at KDKA, Dale teaches radio-writing at Duquesne but has little time to correct paper, until Thomas Neill and dog Taffy are asleep and he and Mary Louise are alone.
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As an English character comedian, Dale Jackson recalls his stage success when he and Elizabeth Kenyon play KDKA's Windebanks.
A WIDE and varied background on the stage, in mo- tion pictures and radio gives Dale Jackson, KDKA continuity chief, a rich store of practical experience.
Born and educated in England, Mr. Jackson came to the United States in 1921. Before World War I he had been a choir singer in churches near his home, and his first work in this country was as a concert tenor.
Until 1926 he traveled with various road companies taking part in light opera, musical comedy and dramatic presentations. In 1926 he joined the Hollywood Play- house, where he remained for nine years.
In 1932 he became program director of Radio btation KVOA Tucson, Arizona, where he first began to put his stage and screen work to good use, applying enter- tainment techniques and psychology to radio.
Mr Jackson first came to Pittsburgh in 1935, when in keeping with his philosophy— watching the trends and keeping abreast of the times— he free lanced for adver- tising agencies and with Pittsburgh radio stations as a radio actor, writer and singer. „, , ■,
New York was his next stop. There he prepared scripts for the Pick and Pat network comedy show, and during the New York World's Fair, Jackson was master- of -ceremonies in "Merrie England."
At the close of the World's Fair, Mr. Jackson became continuity chief at WMFF, Plattsburg, N. Y. where he remained until he joined KDKA's staff in 1940
At KDKA Mr. Jackson has been closely identihed with Westinghouse School Service's program Adven- tures in Research, which he wrote and produced for five vears The program has won various awards for merit.
In addition to his duties at KDKA he has also been pressed into service as a speaker, not only at KDKA s Radio Workshop, but at the workshops of its sister stations, KYW in Philadelphia, and WOWO m Fort Wayne, Indiana. He is also one of the advisers of the Junior Achievement group, Radio Youth, which is sponsored by KDKA. . ■4.- ^ <. t-.
Mr Jackson is also instructor m radio writing at Du- quesne University, and he is writing the scripts for the series of industrial motion pictures. _ ^, ..
He has been greatly interested in Television and is devoting his spare time to the study of television scripts and techniques so that he will be well-equipped for whatever the future may have in store for him, and his family— wife Mary Louise, son Thomas Neill, 4, and dog Taffy is sure it will find him well prepared.
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of the intake last year, in spite of the seasonal loss in the summer months.
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By the time you read this, a new show may have hit the air lanes, this time glorifying the mailman. With the ap- proval of the National Association of Letter Carriers, the series will be dra- matizations of real incidents in the lives of mail carriers.
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Olan Soule is no man to put all his eggs in one basket. Since making the move from Chicago to Los Angeles, when the origin point of the First Nighter show was shifted, Soule has opened a malt shop in the cinema city. Soule continues with his radio jobs, but between times he manages his shop and even acts as a soda jerk when the
place gets busy.
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Signs of the times — Hooper rating telephone interviewers are now obliged • to preface their questions with "This is not a radio quiz contest," to soothe an- noyed listeners when they happen to phone while some giveaway show is on
the air.
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The Department of Education at Yale University has been using recordings of Child's World in a seminar of grad- uate students. The program is getting more and more attention from edu- cators and psychologists who work with children and their problems. Many schools and universities, including New York University, Columbia, the Uni- versity of Southern California and sev- eral teacher's colleges throughout the country have been making the program required listening for students in edu- cation and philosophy courses. There should be some way to make it re- quired listening for all parents who are interested in finding out what goes on in the minds of their children and what is behind some of their behavior.
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Here's a strange combination for you — Georgie Price, the well known Broad- way entertainer, whose specialty is satirical songs and who makes frequent appearances as a guest on radio and television, is also one of Wall Street's leading stock brokers.
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Radio actress Lurene Tuttje, who plays EfiEie Perrine on the Sam Spade series, is branching out by teaching a class in acting at the University of Southern California. Just to keep in good with teacher, Howard Duff, her radio "boss," sent her a big red apple for the opening day of her class.
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We hear that Joe Franklin, the 22- year-old collector of rare old records, clears better than $50,000 annually from his hobby. He's not the kind of- collec- tor who invites a few friends to help him gloat oyer his precious finds. Joe rents his records, gives lectures on the subject, acts as adviser for films in which old recordings figure and cashes in on any and all deals connected with his hobby.
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If you've been wondering why Georgia Gibbs has been limiting her radio appearances to guest spots, it's because she has given up her home in Hollywood and is in New York making a determined effort to establish herself in the Broadway musical comedy field. Hope she makes it. Her nibs can still give a song just (Continued on page 11)
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People like to see as well as hear Chuck Thompson (upper left). Witness this crowd gathered in front of WIBG's shop window studio in downtown Philadelphia where Chuck broadcasts his two daily sports round-ups.
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CHUCK THOMPSON has a high neck, because C.T. is a tall guy. You'll see him looking over a microphone — a sports mike that is — practically anytime — and almost anywhere.
He does the play-by-plays of the Philadelphia Warriors basketball team, the Philadelphia Rockets hockey club, and two daily sports commentaries for WIBG.
That means that he has to prepare a quarter hour com- mentary to be aired at 5:30 P.M. daily and another ten-min- ute stint to be broadcast at 10:05 P.M. Mondays and Fri- days.
The basketball games which are broadcast from the Phil- adelphia Arena every Tuesday and Thursday night, and the hockey tilts which he airs every Wednesday and Satur- day night, add to that work. During the baseball season he spends most of his waking hours at Shibe Park, from which point he and Byrum Saam air the A's and Phillies' home games.
During the fall season, along with football, he adds basketball and hockey broadcasts.
One weekend last fall he spent Friday night at Temple Stadium in Philadelphia, for a play-by-play of the Temple- Boston University football game, after which he left for Baltimore and the Navy-Missouri game. That same eve- ning he broadcast from the Philadelphia Arena, where the Rockets and the Providence Reds played hockey.
Consider that Temple, Boston University, Navy and Missouri all play a different brand of football; you have to
know the names and numbers of all the players to be able to describe the game properly; you have to know your football, and you realize that Cr.'s life is a complex one.
Hockey is about the most difficult game to broadcast. First, the action is exceptionally fast. Second, whole- sale substitutions are made frequently by both clubs, who invariably have three interchangeable teams; and last, the sportscaster gets no time to catch his breath.
Baseball is a fairly slow game to air. There is time be- tween innings for the color man to give commercials and scores of other games; in football and basketball, there are time-outs; but when you hit hockey, in which the clock is stopped frequently, but only for seconds at a time, it often happens that the announcer races at top speed for 30 to 40 minutes.
Due, perhaps, to all this vocal practice, Thompson is in great demand as an after-dinner speaker, and as a guest speaker at boys' clubs. This leaves him nowhere near the amount of time he'd like to spend with his wife and two daughters. Luckily they, too, enjoy sports, for even his hobby (golf) is a sport. He works hard at keeping his score in the seventies.
Up to his neck in 'em? Over his head is more like it. 62 hockey games, 64 basketball games, more than 150 base- ball games, and 14 visits to the football broadcasters booth, plus his two daily sportscasts, his golfing dates — and oh, yes — two boxing bouts from Camden — make this 26-ytar- old veteran of the Battle of the Bulge quite a busy guy.
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a bit more than most other singers and she's no mean actress.
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Milton Berle appears to be a come- dian who appreciates the value of a top-flight sci-ipter. His writing man is Nat Hiken, who used to be chief of the Fred Allen writing staif, and, with Berle, Hiken doesn't get any salary. He and Berle are partners in the own- ership of the new Berle airer. Of course, this is one way to guarantee the best from a writer and it might be an idea for other comics who've been having "material" problems.
Bet you didn't know that practically the first radio disc jockey to turn up was Bob Hawk. He had a turn at that about ten years ago, just before he started on a "man on the street" pro- gram, which found him popping ques- tions and making laughs early in the morning in Chicago, interviewing peo- ple on their way to work.
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We're told that Professor Quiz has had to change his telephone number because of the overwhelming number of bright listeners who thought he ought to be able to give them the an- swers to the questions on other quiz shows. Most frequent callers were those who wanted help in identifying the mystery melody on Stop the Music.
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Vaughn Monroe and his orchestra don't get to New York for broadcasts very often — their road schedule is too heavy. But when they do, the rehearsal studio at the network's station is crowded to the beams by women and children. As a rule, visitors are barred from most rehearsals, but that rule is waived in this case, because the visitors are the wives and children of the musi- cians in the orchestra. Mos^ of them live in New York and these rehearsals give them a few extra hours with their husbands and fathers during Monroe's rare New York sessions.
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Happen to collect really odd facts about people? Here's one that's odd enough — about Ross Dowden, who sings with the Old Hickory Singers on Grand Ole Opry. He's a stewed-tomato fan, some days having them at all three meals, including breakfast! ■
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In the years since she made her debut as a singer, Kate Smith has recorded more than 2,000 songs. She features three or four of her records every day on her new program, and, at that rate, Kate could stay on the air five days weekly without a vacation for two solid years without repeating a song. The only other singer who can match that tremendous backlog of records is Biqg Crosby, no mean recorder over the years himself.
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Dean Martin, left, and Jerry Lewis — making their first Capitol record.
||NE platter that should make a pile of money is Capitol's waxing of "The Money Song" — first recording by that wonderful team of madcaps, Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis. It's hard to find any funnier pair in show business today, and this disc really captures the spirit of their work. We're anxiously awaiting their motion picture
debut.
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Youthful Elliot Lawrence gets a big hand from audi- ences everywhere these days with his baton twirling, a stunt he picked up when leader of the famed University of Pennsylvania military band. It seems to prove that a higher education really pays!
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It - could - only - happen -in- show - business department: Recuperating in the hospital after having an emergency appendectomy, Tex Beneke was handed a wire from his New York press agent informing him: "Your operation big success. We made eight major newspapers!"
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Without a doubt, the fellow most completely surprised by the success of Tommy Dorsey's hit platter, "Until," is Bob Crosby. Bob penned that tune himself, more than six years ago, and then did little more with it than hum it to himself occasionally. Somehow, Dorsey heard it, and now Bob is a bona fide songwriter.
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We've recently had the pleasure of meeting a musician for whom we've had a great admiration over the years — Harry Roy, one of the biggest name band leaders in England for oh, so many years. We can remember way back before the war when Roy discs in the United States were going at a premium. Always a fine showman as well as a musician, Harry recently brought his bride to these shores for a vacation and look-see.
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Biggest laugh in musical circles these days is the little bit that took place on the first Fred Allen program of the Fall season, when Fred told about the be-bop tambourine player he had discovered! The boys are now talking about teaming that individual with a be-bop rhythm section consisting of triangle, maracas and zither!
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Speaking of be-bop — as who isn't — reminds me of the trouble most people have in speaking of it: the vocabu- lary. I got my good friend Lionel Hampton to make a few statements on that peculiar subject, and, in fact, to list a lot of the terms you have to know to talk be-bop at all. See right for the Hamp's helpful hints.
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A Be-Bop Glossary By Lionel Hampton
It's common knowledge that music, like most other things in life, goes through periodic changes. No one fad ever dies out completely. In the field of hot music alone, my generation has heard Dixieland give way to Swing, which, in turn is now menaced by Be-Bop. And the latter may soon surrender to something being called the New Movement.
These changes in musical taste generally bring with them new words and expressions which are often more difficult to understand than the music itself.
You're a real "square" (translation: a person un- knowing or uninformed) to millions of present-day youngsters if you are not "hep" (wise) to "jive talk."
But if you think that such talk is out of this world, just latch on to some of the following conversation which came hand in hand with Be-Bop, or Re-Bop, as it's known to some sticklers.
You don't say hello; that is expressed by "Ooh La Pa Da Pa." So long, or be seeing you comes out "Blee
In the film "A Song Is Born" Danny Kaye succumbs to Lionel Hampton's (right) contagious abandon and joins him in a kettle-pounding session." Background (I to r), are Benny Goodman, Tommy Dorsey, Charlie Barnet, Louis Armstrong.
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Blee Lu Lu." When you like something, it's "real crazy." A warning not to be a phony, or cheap comes out as "Don't be no zircon." "Her future" means legs, and "the track" is Harlem's famed Savoy Ballroom. "Tom O Reni" is one who feels inferior, and "cool breeze in the knees" says the same as act sharp, he sharp, or look sharp. A pretty girl is known as "Hollywood eyes," her lips as "chops."
If you are a musician, you might make that money by doing a "gig" (a job for one night), "a session in the sweat shop" (a week at the Apollo Theater, home of Negro headliners) or "torture eyes" (a Southern tour). While on the latter, you'd be sure to run into "the gestapo," or out-of-town union delegates. "That couldn't possibly happen if you were "cooling," or unemployed.
If you get into trouble with the law, the officer who makes the arrest is "the nab," a "sad eyes" (person dis- liked) or "bug" (annoying person). When things get straightened out and all is O.K. you breathe "Ah Lop Pow." And when your friends want to hear your story, they are likely to ask "Lu E Pa."
Do you suppose the Secret Service is overlooking a good bet in not teaching its operatives Be-Bop?
Recent Urban League show of "Paintings by Famous Amateurs" had Sinatra's "Scrubby, A Sad Faced Clown" and Lena Home's oil por- trait of her secretary.
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ED DINSMORE is a splendid example of the potential influence of a disc jockey on a nation's music — only in the WBEN disc jockey's case, the influence is more than potential.
The rotund Ed is now M.C. of WBEN's hour-long Luncheon Club broadcast Monday through Friday after- noon at 12:30. Ed piloted a similar music show in Boston a few years ago when Vaughn Monroe was available at a bandbooking office as a trumpeter.
It seems that the bookers had a band date, but no leader, and they persuaded Vaughn to front an orchestra. Ed saw him, learned that he had made a record, and interviewed Monroe on his show after playing the disc.
"Vaughn wasn't anxious to lead a band — he was content as a singer and trumpeter," Ed recalls. Shortly after that, the 920 Club, a radio-fan organization con- nected with the Dinsmore program, sponsored a dance. The well-known Gene Krupa and the obscure Monroe were hired for a band battle.
At the dance, Krupa told Ed that Monroe would go far with voice, appearance and ability to play, instead of merely batoning. Vaughn zoomed to the top.
The affable Mr. Dinsmore was born in Brookline, New Hampshire, and attended high school in Maiden, Mass. After many successes in high school dramatics, he decided on the stage as a career and attended the Bishop-Lee Dramatic School in Boston. After that he toured with summer stock in New England, Virginia, Ohio and other states and settled down in New York in 1936. There, because of his New England accent, he received many character assignments on many NBC daytime serials. But New England was in his blood, so he returned to Boston in 1938, joining WORL there as an M.C. and disc jockey. He had five top years there and his success with the 920 Club was outstanding.
In 1943 Uncle Sam called him and he put his radio experience to good use in the Signal Corps. He was connected with the Armed Forces Radio Service in Hollywood for awhile before being shipped to the Pacific as manager of a 1000-watt Army station at Espiritu Santo in the New Hebrides. The Army Expeditionary station had the call letters WVUR and Ed's pleasant voice and know-how as to soldiers' wants combined to make many popular programs for the music hungry boys away from home.
Ed left the service in 1946 as a technical sergeant and returned to WORL for nine months. In February 1947, WCOP, Boston, made him an attractive offer and he joined that station to head a three-hour morning variety show from 6 to 9 A.M.
While in the service he married the former Bettina Roper of Gloucester, Mass., in 1944.
The intimate Dinsmore style was immediately recog- nized at WBEN and he was chosen as television host for the plays telecast from the Erlanger Theater over WBEN-TV. Ed also is announcing other studio shows over the Buffalo television station, in addition to the handling of his daily Luncheon Club assignment on WBEN.
Ed has only one formula for radio success — "just be natural."
Rotund Ed Dinsmore acts just as cheerful as he looks when he pilots WBEN's Luncheon Club.
Ed is the sergeant at the right with the three stripes and T. This picture was taken on Espiritu Santo during the war.
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IiF YOU'RE a fan of Ethelbert's— he's the slow-tongued, naively humorous bartender on the Crime Photogra- pher show, (CBS, Thursdays at 9:30 PM, EST) you'll be glad to meet actor John Gibson, who plays the man behind the bar on the weekly episodes. John has been interested in the theater and movies ever since he was fifteen, but what intrigued him most was the technical side.
One summer Gibson worked with a stock company. The following summer, he worked in some silent pictures — ". . . none of them very good." It was then that the technical end of picture making began to fascinate him, but, hang around the directors and camera- men as much as he could, he was still always called in for acting jobs.
"What he remembers about that time is that then he played straight leads and he had a tough job overcoming the stilted speech that resulted from some elocution lessons that had been forced upon him by a kindly friend. "I had to imdo all she'd taught me and learn how to talk like a human being," he says. "She was very upset and hurt, when she came to see me act."
Gibson also worked in a number of silent pictures in that period. Around 1929, Jimmy Gleason asked Gibson to make a series of recordings for radio with him. The writer of the Gleason series remembered him when he began a new radio show and Gibson was started on his successful career.
Once started, John Gibson kept pretty busy. "You know," he said, explaining why he's never gone out for big pub- licity splurges, "in those days, it was better not to be too well known. Actors became so easy to identify that listen- ers would complain because the same man was playing too many of their favorite characters. I guess they like to hang on to the illusion that the char- acters are real peoole."
From the looks of it, it's not necessary to be well known by listeners in order to work. In his 16 years in radio, Gib- son has averaged more than one broad- cast or recording for every single day.
John Gibson is a free lance actor, appearing regularly in True Story and Right to Happiness. Besides these and other stints, he's "Mr. Coffee Nerves" on the Portia Faces Life show.
In spite of this heavy acting routine, Gibson has had a chance, at last, to satisfy his first interest, the technical side of show business. He's built a model theater in his home for his family — his wife, whom he met in Italy when he took his one vacation from radio in 1938, and his seven year old son.
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FRANK SINATRA (Columbia)— A beautiful ballad is sung beautifully by Frank to the accompaniment of Axel Stordahl's music. It's "Autumn In New York" that , gets the superlatives this month. "A Moonlight Night" suffers a bit by comparison, tfaongh it's a fine song
PRIMO SCALA AND KEYNOTES (London)— It's not very often that a recording artist can repeat hit after hit, but this imported version of "Jingle Bells" and "Th6 Mistletoe Kiss" speaks well for Primo Scala. Both are done in refined string-band versions, a la "Underneath The Arches."
KING COLE TRIO (Capitol)— "Kee-Mo Ky-Mo" comes from the album set "King Cole For Kids," while "Rex Rhumba" is an original instrumental written and played by Nat Cole's group. The first-named side could easily become a national hit, but then, no one would sound half as good as Nat Cole. You'll like both sides.
RAYMOND SCOTT (MGM)— Mark Warnow's kid brother presents a pairing that is mighty easy on the ears. Dorothy Collins sings "You'd Be Surprised" in a blues tempo. The Scott orchestra plays brightly on "Rub-Dub."
JEAN SABLON (RCA Victor) — You will probably recognize the melody as Jean sings "Tell Me, Marianne." It's the famous tango with new lyrics. The French crooner uses his appealing accent to advantage on "Lillette" a tune that is bidding for the Hit Parade. Toots Camarata's string-full backgrounds are excellent.
RED NORVO'S NINE (Capitol) — Featuring such top musicians as Dodo Marmaroso, Ray Linn, Dexter Gordon, Red Callender and Barney Kessel; Red Norvo leads the group with his vibes in the very modern "Bop!" and a fine treatment of the oldie "Pll Follow You."
JOSEPH FUCHS (MGM)— Debussy's "Clair De Lune" and Kreisler's "La Gitana" are played by concert artist Joseph Fuchs. Macklin Marrow and the MGM String Orchestra supply the backgrounds for Mr. Fuch's exquisite violin technique.
DESI ARNAZ (RCA Victor) — Desi sings while his orchestra plays a novelty and a romantic Cuban-styled ditty. He sounds particularly romantic while singing "Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps" and infectiously gay while singing "The Matador."
ALBUM ARTISTRY
I CAN HEAR IT NOW (Columbia) — Here is a very unusual album that. belongs in every home. This Columbia set of ten sides tells the story of the years from 1933 to 1945 using the actual voices of the important people during that important period of our lives. Side one starts with Will Rogers talking about America and the depression in 1932 and includes Franklin D. Roosevelt's March 4th, 1933 speech, "Nothing To Fear But Fear," and the Duke of Windsor's abdication for "the woman I love." The album contains such selections of documentary history as speeches by LaGuardia, Landon, Roosevelt, John L. Lewis, Chamberlain, Hitler, Mussolini, Churchill, Willkie, Eisenhower, Stalin, Dewey, Truman, Stettinius and MacArthur. It also includes such on-the-spot broadcasts as the Hindenburg Disaster, Louis-Schmeling fight, Nazi Blitzkrieg, French Surrender, Pearl Harbor Announcement, D-Day and Japanese Surrender. Edward R. Mnrrow supplies the narration. It is truly a wonderful set.
CHRISTMAS FANTASY (RCA Victor)— Al Goodman and his orchestra supply a collec- tion of the most-loved Yuletide Songs. Richly orchestrated selections include "Hark The Herald Angels Sing," "First Noel," "O Come All Ye Faithful," "Joy To The World," "Silent Night" and others.
GENE KELLY (MGM) — Gene interprets the most famous song and dance men of all time, by singing their songs and dancing their dances. Youll love Gene's impressions of George M. Cohan, Fred Astaire, Bill Robinson, Pat Rooney, George Primrose and Eddie Leonard. It's a wonderful album.
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By Conrad Thibault
(This month's guest collector gave up his professional musical career at the outbreak of war to spend his time and efforts in entertaining troops all over the world. Once more, now, Conrad Thibault is back in radio and records to continue his outstanding vocal work. Best re- membered, perhaps, for his role on the famous "Showboat" program with Charles Winninger, Mr. Thi- bault had the distinction of making the first recording of the meaningful "The House I Live In", as well as such Decca discs as "I Love You Trulv". "The Lord's Prayer" and "Coin' Home".)
WHILE it was a bit difficult for me to sit down and select my favorite type of music, it was quite easy for me to choose my ten favorite operatic recoi'ds. I've always been torn between two loves — opera and simple folk music. I've always liked the kind of music we call "music of the people." That per- haps, is why I chose as my first Decca album "Roustabout Songs" of the Ohio River Valley; and "Bayou Ballads," Creole songs of Louisiana. As for the latter, I am told that the Thibaults came from France to New Orleans — so it was my great pleasure to discover, these gems of folklore. But flipping a coin gave me the opportunity to list my favorite operatic selections. My list, mind you, is not in order of preference. I do believe, though, that the following ten records will make for the basis of a fine collection of recorded music from the opera. Some of the ten may be a little difficult to find these days, but they will be well worth the effort.
1. "Vesti la Giubba" by Enrico Caru- so from "Pagliacci."
2. "O Paradiso" by Beniamino Gigli from "L'Africana."
3. "Credo" by Tito Ruffo from "Otel- lo."
4. "Pace, Pace Mio Dio" by Claudio Muzio from "La Forza del Destino."
5. "II mio Tesoro" by John McCor- mack from "Don Giovanni."
6. "The Bell Song" by Lily Pons from "Lakme."
7. "Eri Tu" by Lawrence Tibbett from "The Masked Ball."
8. "Evening Star" by Lawrence Tib- bett from "Tannhauser."
9. "Habanera" by Gladys Swarthout from "Carmen."
10. "Elsa's Dream" by Helen Traubel from "Lohengrin."
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FOR YOUR INFORMATION— If there's something you want to know about radio, write to Information Booth, Radio Mirror, 205 E. 42nd St., N. Y. We'll answer if we can either in Information Booth or by mail — but be sure to sign full name and address, and attach this box to your letter.
Joe E. Brown
Rita Ascot
A HIT IN "HARVEY"
Dear Editor:
Will you please tell me whether or not Joe E. Brown will have a program on the air this winter?
Mrs. T. B. Turnersville, Texas
This seems highly unlikely as Joe is now very busy playing the title role in the long- run stage production,."Harvey." And from the raves he's received from the critics, it looks as though Joe will remain in this show for quite a while.
PETITE RITA
Dear Editor:
Will you please tell us who plays the delightful little Faye on Ma Per- kins? She has the sweetest voice on the air.
Miss J. B. Ogden, Utah
The little lady is Rita Ascot — and little is right — she's only 4' 9" tall.
FROM DERRY CITY
Dear Editor:
Several Sundays ago, I heard a pro- pram of Irish mu- sic starring Michael O'Duffy. I believe it came over Mutual. Since then I haven't been able to get it. Is he still on the
air? I especially liked this program as I am fond of Irish music. Which part of Ireland did he come from?
Miss R. J. G. Clinton, Iowa
Michael O'Duffy is still on the air — tune in Sunday at 3:00 P.M. EST over your Mutual station. This Irish tenor comes from Derry City, Eire, where he was born twenty-nine years ago. Incidentally, accord- ing to a recent poll conducted by Radio Review, an Irish fan magazine, O'Duffy was voted "second only to Beniamino Gigli as the top-drawing singer in Great Britain."
CAMERA-SHY
Dear Editor:
I would like to know a few facts about Galen Drake, such as birthplace and date. Isn't he married to a sister of Jo Stafford?
Michael O'Duffy
And I don't recall ever seeing a pictuie of him. Could you print one?
Mrs. J. C. Hasbrouck Heights, N. J.
Galen Drake was born in Kokomo. In- diana. And, yes, he is married to a sister of Jo Stafford — Pauline. Sorry, no picture — Galen Drake is camera-shy.
IN ONE MAN'S FAMILY
Dear Editor:
I would like to ask Radio Mirror's In- formation Booth for some information pertaining to radio actor Barton Yar- borough. He has long been a favorite of mine, ever since I Love A Mystery was on the air back in 1945. I don't hear him anymore — could you tell me what he's
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Miss R. H.
Jinx Falkenburg
Charlotte, N. C.
Last summer. Barton Yarborough was in ABC's I Love Adventure in which he por- trayed Doc Long to Michael Raffetto's Jack Packard. Both Yarborough and Raffetto are members of long standing of the cast of One Mans Family — Yarborough plays Cliff, and Raffetto plays Paul.
THE MYSTERY IS SOLVED
Dear Editor:
I have heard that Tex and Jinx are back on the air, but it's certainly a mys- tery to me — can't find them.
Mr. M. M. Bronx, N. Y.
A mystery no longer — Tex and Jinx broadcast their show every Sunday at Noon, EST, over your NBC station.
STELLA DALLAS
Dear Editor:
I have been tak- ing Radio Mirror for two years but so far I haven't been able to see a picture of the ac- tress who plays the title role in Stella Dallas.
Mrs. C. P. Farmington, Ky.
We've printed pictures of Anne Elstner (Stella Dallas) several times in past issues of Radio Mirror, but fust in case you missed them, here's another one.
Anne Elstner
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Kenneth Banghart: wants a well-groomed career girl.
Fujibett Q.Lewi^: no show- ii'_ .11', 1-. i I'Doked seams.
Jimmy Blaine: now he's found PhyJ he's sorry for bachelors. She has that well scrubbed, much ad- mired look that is so typically American.
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If he's still too elusive, perhaps you'd like to know
what several very eligible bachelors in radio have to say about why they're not benedicts. In listing the things they object to in a woman's appearance and ac- tions, they want to go on record as admitting that there are many things that they do like. They want to point out, too, that they're quite willing to have their re- sistance broken down.
Robert Q. Lewis, comedian, now has his own Sunday afternoon CBS show. He says that when he takes a pretty date to dinner he doesn't like to see her lipstick leave smeary traces on her fork, spoon, coffee cup, and napkin. Not all girls do, so he knows there's a way to get it on so it doesn't come off easily. And when she repairs her lip make-up after eating, if she has to screw her mouth all around her face to get the coloring on exactly right, he wishes she'd trot off to the powder room to do the job. If she has to fish around in an overstuffed purse to find a "has-been" compact, and then powders her nose with its greasy, soiled puff, he immediately concludes that she's the kmd of girl whose bureau drawers and closets are always- in an unruly mess. He also doesn't like crooked stocking seams, slips showing, high-pitched voices, droopy postures.
Robert Merrill, singing star of NBC's RCA Victor Show, doesn't care whether the girl turns out to be beautiful or not. He just wants her to be an attractive eyeful, and not go in for extremes in clothes and make- up. For if a girl tries to look like a sophisticated woman of the world when she isn't the type, she appears ludi- crous. Bob avoids girls like this. He feels sure he would never fall so blindly in love that he'd fail to notice chipped nail polish, and hands that aren't soft and white. What he thinks he means is that he wants her always to be exquisitely dainty, ladylike and natural.
Kenneth Banghart, announcer for the same show, and also an NBC newscaster, definitely favors the well- groomed career woman type — who can cook. He hopes someday to find one who has the intelligence to agree or to disagree with him on world events, without being too determined or too sweet about expressing her opinions. He wants her to like people as much as he does, so that she'll be a charming, unruffled hostess to his many friends who like to drop in on him unexpectedly. If she has plenty of "get up and go," their life together would, he's sure, never be monotonous, but forever interesting. He admits this looks like a large order to fill, and that he may someday settle for less providing the woman is a genuine, understanding person.
Jimmy Blaine, ABC announcer on the Edwin C. Hill news program, says he's found the girl who has all the lovely qualities he's been looking for, and even more than he hoped for. His recent bride, the former Phyl Fish, was personal secretary to Harry Wismer, ABC's Director of Sports. Besides having all the attractions Lewis, Merrill, and Banghart specify, Phyl, Jimmy proudly boasts, has that "well-scrubbed," typical Amer- ican girl look he's always admired. She also has the knack of making him feel as though he could go out and lick the world with only one hand.
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SONGSTRESS Patsy Lee of the Breakfast Club (ABC, Monday through Friday, 9 AM. EST) is one girl who isn't waiting with bated breath to go to California. The reason? Patsy came from California to find her fortune in Chicago.
Patsy has just turned twenty and has been singing, or dancing, or both at the same time, since she was five. Born in Berkeley, California, she was an only child and got a lot of attention from parents and grandparents alike. The result was that as soon as she could walk without wobbling, she was sent to dancing school. She proved a natural for it and started dancing profession- ally at the age of seven.
While in grammar school, her grand- father decided she ought to be able to sing, too. So he bought her a piano and started her on singing lessons. It wasn't long before she found singing much more fun than dancing and gave up the more strenuous part of her training. .
All through her high school days, Patsy sang with local California bands. "I was on thousands of amateur shows," she says with a grin. "Everyone in the vicinity of San Francisco must have recognized me and wondered when I would ever reach the so-called pro- fessional stage in my singing career."
It was during Patsy's last year at high school, six months before graduation, that she got her first real break. She joined the CBS station in San Francisco as a staff singer and, upon graduation, worked there full time for the next two years. She might be there, yet, if it hadn't been for a lucky fluke.
There was another girl singer on the staff and a friend of hers knew some- one connected with the Breakfast Club show and knew the club show people were looking for a singer. The other singer's friend planned to send in one of her recordings as an audition. Hearing of this, a friend of Patsv's talked the other girl's friend into send- ing one of Patsy's records along, too.
The other girl didn't get a tumble, but Patsy was shortly notified that if she wanted to come to Chicago and take a chance, she would be placed on the show for one week. That was all the inducement Patsy needed. She hopped the first plane for Chicago. After her first week, she was on and off the show for about ten months. Now she is a permanent member of the cast.
"It's lots of fun and I love it. I just found an apartment and I'm decorating it, so I'm really enjoying Chicago. Some- times, I get a little homesick for Cali- fornia weather and my family, but I certainly don't hear the call of the west as far as a career is concerned."
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LIFE CAN BE BEAUTIEUL
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Dear Papa David:
Several years ago, my husband, small daugh- ter and I lived in a little Tennessee town. I took my little girl, eight years old, to see a Negro boy of about the same age who was suffering from an incurable ailment from which he died a few months later.
A few days after our visit I suggested to my daughter that she and her best girl friend get up a Sunshine Basket for the little boy. I typed a note explaining about the child, and the girls took the note from house to house in our town, asking for a small donation of money, food, or anything that might give pleasure to a sick child whose parents were very poor. The girls walked for two hours and brought in many gifts and several dollars. Under my supervision they purchased candy, cookies, fruit, toys of many kinds, and even a new pair of pajamas. When they had bought everything they could think of there was a little more than a dollar left.
We took the dollar bill to the bank and changed it for one hundred pennies; then we bought a large leather coin purse. The girls wrapped all their gifts lovingly and attrac- tively in bright paper. Then they washed the pennies in hot soapsuds with a little vinegar added, until the copper shone like gold. When the big basket was all packed, I took the girls out to the edge of town where the little boy lived. I wish you could have seen his face as he opened those gifts, especially the purse. As those pennies poured out he momentarily for- got his pain. He counted them over and over, his face bright and happy. But brighter even than the invalid's face were the faces of those two little girls.
They learned that day that it is more blessed to give than to receive, and I think the lesson will go with them through life. It impressed on them, too, that God is no respecter of persons, regardless of color or race; that people should be color-blind, too, and that our "neighbor" is every human being in the world!
Mrs. L. W. C.
The ten-dollar letters follow: NEW IDEA, NEW HOPE
Dear Papa David:
I had been brought up as an only child, surrounded by a circle of doting relatives. After I grew up and had been married a few years, my whole world came crashing down around me. My husband ran away with an- other woman, leaving me with two small children to raise and educate. My father, who had lost most of his money in the crash of '29, was drinking heavily and disappearing mys- teriously at intervals. My beloved mother, weakened by these blows, lost her mind and had to be placed in an institution, where she died a few months later.
Dazed and bewildered, I felt unable to go on living. I decided that the only solution to my problem was suicide. Just as I had my plans almost completed, our family doctor came to me and asked me if I would take a new-born baby into my home temporarily. I would be well paid, he said, and he would consider it a personal favor. He was a very wise and discerning man; since he had been kind to me, alnnost beyond belief, I consented. He brought the baby — a sweet, appealing little- mite who not only crept into my heart but was instantly claimed by my own two as "baby sister."
When, six months later, we had to give her into other hands, new hope and a new idea sprang into life for me. I suddenly came to my senses. Why not take in other needy children and give them — and my own girls — the loving care so necessary to their well-being,, and at the same time provide an adequate living without having to leave my home? And judg- ing from the joy that first baby brought, my life would be made over.
All that was sixteen years ago. My girls are married and I have recently become a grand- mother. I have health, happiness and peace of mind — all because I learned the "life can be beautiful" lesson before it was too late.
Mrs. V. B.
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Peggy Monroe shows Terry Burton how the bricked-up chimneys became fireplaces, how built- in storage space covered up cracked walls.
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WHILE in New York a while ago, I met Peggy Monroe, who invited me to see what I like to call Monroes' Miracle — the apartment she and her husband, Paul, transformed into very attractive living quarters from a dingy Manhattan warehouse.
Knowing that many listeners would like to hear how one ingenious young couple solved the housing problem, I invited Peggy Monroe to visit us as a Family Counselor. The story she told, and the pictures on this page, go to prove that any sort of house — even a warehouse — can be made a home.
It started as a storage room, sixty-five by twenty-three feet. Workmen installed utilities — there was no plumbing — parti- tioned, kitchen and bath. Paul caulked the floors with white lead containing DDT and used a special rubber paint to guard against mice, insects and damp. The original mustard-colored walls were painted with seven coats of dark green to help hide imperfections. Biggest surprise of all was finding two closed chimneys which, when opened, were turned into two delight- ful fireplaces. One dollar's worth of packing cases became window seats, upholstered in foam rubber and covered in gay zebra-striped material.
"If a young couple," Peggy told us, "must live with in-laws, or in crowded quarters, or call a hotel a home, or can't afford high rent or building costs, they'd be wise to do as we did. Any tov^Ti might offer a warehouse, barn or shop to be trans- formed with planning and hard work. Working together — that's what counts. And that's what's fun!"
Just outside the door of the compact kitchen is the breakfast bar, only one of the step-saving plans of Monroes' Miracle.
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BACK on the farm when I was a boy in Colorado, enter- tainment, like food, was a homegrown product. There was no radio in our house in those days and no trucking out after dark to go into town for a Coke or the movies.
My mother believed in the fireside family, thank heavens. For it was out of games played by our big old range that Truth or Consequences was born.
Many were the rainy nights when mother and dad and three of us boys racked our brains over guessing games, dressed up for Charades, spun scarey stories for Ghosts, but the best nights of all were with a gang around when we sing-songed "Heavy Heavy Hangs Over Thy Head . . . Is it Fine or Superfine? Tell the truth or pay the consequences."
The consequences were pretty simple in those pre-radio days, usually involving kissing Cousin Sue or the girl next door. Even then, you see, it was more profitable to take the consequences.
I can remember the exact second when that old game flashed into my mind as possibly convertible to radio.
It was late on a Thursday afternoon, November 13, 1939.
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I had just taxied home from the network studios where I spent my days seUing soap — same as now, except that then I was strictly an announcer, on a flock of daytime shows.
In the taxi — as in recent weeks wherever I had been, at the dinner table, in front of the microphone, or in my dreams — I was kicking around The Big Problem.
Half of the radio people in New York were fretting over The Big Problem in those days. The Big Chance it was, too: to come up with a program idea for an important sponsor who, scuttlebutt had it, would buy a nighttime radio show if they could latch onto a really fresh idea.
A family type show was wanted, something friendly and folksy. Could be a quiz show — Professor Quiz and the brand new Information Please were the radio sensations of the moment — but it had to be homey. This was all we knew.
Quizzes, contests, games — as I say, I was dreaming about them; trying to come up with something — as my wife, Barbara, and I had decided in hashing it over — which gave the contestant a little more of a run for his money.
And then, just as I threw my hat on the foyer table and started down the hall to say Hi to Barbara and her parents who had come to town for a visit, it hit me.
Truth or Consequences, with Ralph Edwards as M This Is Your Life. Ralph Edwards' ne-w program.
"Heavy, Heavy Hangs Over Thy Head!"
Truth or Consequences.
I said Hi, I guess. I went through the usual motions of entering a room and acknowledging the presence of the other people in it. But for half an hour I didn't hear a word that anybody — including myself — said.
At the end of that half hour I went to the phone and called John MacMillan, at that time Radio Director at the Conipton agency.
"I think I have it," I said. "It's gamey." I meant game-y. I told him my idea for Truth or Consequences.
John didn't say anything until I had finished. I had out- lined half a dozen ideas for stunts, including one with a telephone tie-up, I remember. I even recalled some of the old stunts I had performed on the radio while still in col- lege. Jokes, angles had rushed into place as I filled the story out.
"This is it," I was thinking, even with the long silence at the other end of the line.
Then John said, "When can you audition it?"
This was it, all right.
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With Jimmy: Eddie Jackson (left), part of the old team of Clayton, Jackson and Durante, and Jack Roth (right), old friend who's now the partnership's business aide.
WHEN Jimmy Durante boxes the compass, he doesn't just board, nail and ship it. He goes with it. Jimmy has pointed the famous schnozzola north, east, west, south and in multoodinous other directions, including straight up into the wild blue yonder.
Through it all — off stage and on stage, on trains and planes, in Turkish baths and London fogs, I've been with Jimmy for thirty-four years. And that's a record for show business or any other business. When you can laugh and cry, eat and work with the same man for over three decades, brother, you know he's not the ordinary celebrity. Jimmy is a real human being.
There are two more of us who make up the Durante Thirty Year Club — ^Lou Clayton, now Jimmy's business manager, and Jack Roth, drunxmer and business aide. Compared to us, the Rover Boys are nodding acquain- tances. Until late night or early morning, whenever our work is over and we separate to our own families, we're not out of each others' sight. When Jimmy gets a hair- cut, everyone gets a haircut. When Jimmy goes to the home of a big shot, everyone goes. When Jimmy guzzles corn flakes, everyone guzzles corn flakes. When Jimmy gets seasick, everyone gets seasick. That's the way it is now and that's the way it was when we first got started and things were tough.
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That tells plenty ahout all of them!
By EDDIE JACKSON
The thin days back in the early twenties when we worked for bread without butter are gone and better off forgotten. The turning point in Jimmy's career and ours came in 1922 when he scraped enough money together to open his own night club. And believe me, it was a very humble beginning. I remember the last thing to be ordered was an electric sign to read "Club Durante."
The day the electricians arrived found Jimmy proudly watching the men slide the sign off a truck. Suddenly the grin fell from his face. The sign read, "Club Durant."
"No c. It's uh catastroscope," Jimmy gasped. "I'm practically nekid."
He turned to the electricians.
"Youse misconstrudled me," he said. "Yuh left the e off Durante."
The boss electrician stepped forward.
"Look, Mr. Durante, you gave us $250 to make a sign," he said. "We charge you $25 a letter. For twenty-five bucks more we put on the e."
Jimmy dipped into his very empty pockets and came up with air. Then slowly the broad grin crept over his face.
"Fuhgit it, gennumen," he said magnanimously and tossed his schnozzola aloft. "To (Continued on page 70)
Jimmy Durante is heard Friday nights at 8:30 EST, on NBC network Ktations.
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2. Most days. Ridge helps the maid with the breakfast dishes. When Dorothy is home she takes over that chore so Ridge can be with her and still not feel he's been cheated of his nimaber one honsehold doty.
WHEN, on January 8, 1946, John Ridge- ly Howard was "bom to William Ross Howard III and his wife (known else- where, but not at home, as Dorothy Lamour) the Howards made a pact. He'll be just Ridge Howard, they decided, and not the son of a famous movie star and a wealthy Social Registerite advertising ex- ecutive. He'll be a little boy like a million other little boys. They've kept the pact. Dorothy and Bill met during the war when Bill was a Major in the Army Air Forces. Now, five years later, they're more in love than ever. The Howard house operates on schedule — ^has to, with so many busy people part of it. Bill has his advertising business. Dorothy has her pic- ture career, a dress designing bxisiness, and now her very-important-to-her radio program, Variety Theatre, on NBC Thurs- days at 9:30 P.M., EST.
The Howards manage to keep "office hours" like any other working couple, with nothing allowed to interfere with the time spent with Ridge. A maid, Ridge's nurse, and Dorothy's mother, Mrs. Castle- berry (called by her grandson "Mrs. Cof- feepot" for reasons known only to him) complete the household — ^as normal and happy a one as if it were on Main Street in any town, instead of in Beverly HiUs.
5. Ridge's day, under the watchful eye of his nurse, follows a strict schedule, with meals, naptime, playtime, bedtime at set hours by the clock. When Dorothy's home, playtime takes the form of helping, mother, more fun than little-boy pastimes.
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: The Howard.^' hou.-e iV a large but not spectacular one — not a guard in sight, no swimming pool, no "frojit." But it is just what thev want it to be — a home for Ridge.
6. Sometimes, dinner's early enough for Ridge to share, and weather permitting, his favorite eating is outdoor- eating, with just enough Howard cooks not to spoil the broth. After supper comes Daddy's romp with Ridge. Bedtime is seven.
7. No bath-resistance here. Ridge loves it, and he's very proud of his after-bath robes, especially the ones Mommy made for him. His favorite is a man-tailored terry cloth number with bunny fur scuffs completing the ensemble.
2. Most days. Ridge helps the maid with the breakfast dishes. 'Wheii Dorothy is home she takes over that chore so Ridge can be with her and still not feel he's been cheated of his nnmber one household duty.
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WHEN, on January 8, 1946, John Ridge- ly Howard was bom to William Ross Howard III and his wife (known else- where, but not at home, as Dorothy Lamour) the Howards made a pact. He'll be just Ridge Howard, they decided, and not the son of a famous movie star and a wealthy Social Registerite advertising ex- ecutive. He'll be a Bttle boy like a million other little boys. They've kept the pact. Dorothy and BiU met during the war when Bill was a Major in the Army Air Forces. Now, five years later, they're more in love than ever. The Howard house operates on schedule — ^has to, with so many busy people part of it. BiU has his advertising business. Dorothy has her pic- ture career, a dress designing business, and now her very-important-to-her radio program. Variety Theatre, on NBC Thurs- days at 9:30 P.M., EST.
The Howards manage to keep "office hours" like any other working couple, with nothing allowed to interfere with the time spent with Ridge. A maid, Ridge's nurse, and Dorothy's mother, Mrs. Castle- berry (called by her grandson "Mrs. Cof- feepot" for reasons known only to him) complete the household — as normal and happy a one as if it were on Main Street in any town, instead of in Beverly HiUs.
5. Ridge's day, under' the watchful eye of his nnrse, follows a strict schediile, with meals, naptime, playtime, bedtime at set hours by the clock. When Dorothy's home, playtime takes the form of helping.mother, more fun than little-boy pastimes.
6. Sometimes, dinner's early enough for Ridge to share, and weather permitting, his favorite eating is outdoor eating, with just enough Howard cooks not to spoil the broth. After supper comes Daddy's romp with Ridge. Bedtime is seven.
7. No bath-resistance here. Ridge loves it, and he's very proud of his after-bath robes, especially the ones Mommy made for him. His favorite is a man-tailored terry cloth number with bunny fur scuffs completing the ensemble.
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A "HALF-NELSON" is, as you probably know, a wrestling hold. An effective one, I understand. Sometimes, when Ozzie thinks that he has deciphered some of the more obscure behavior of one of our young sons, he says he has a half-Nelson on the boy. But he always adds, quickly, "Of course, the other half is Hilliard" — ^meaning that there is no telling what will happen next.
I certainly wouldn't set myself up as an expert on the training of sons, despite the fact that a great many mothers write to me to inquire how I have handled such-and-such a problem in our family. Sometimes I am greatly reUeved to discover that the problem outlined by a troubled mother is one I have never been called upon to face; sometimes I can write to give my version of the
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If one were to attempt to confine our "fun" family life to the yardstick of one cardinal rule, I suppose he would say that we have always re- garded one another as individuals with individual needs, aims, and personalities. Mutual respect is our iinchanging motto.
We enjoy one another.
At the present time, for instance, we are deep in daily playing of the word game. At dinner every night the whole family joins in. We learn several new words, how to spell them, how to pronounce them, and how to use them in a sentence. It's true that this practice is aiding the boys' school work because words are the keys to every door of human knowledge, but sometimes Ozzie and
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A "HALF-NELSON" is, as you probably know, a wrestling hold. An effective one, I understand. Sometimes, when Ozzie thinks that he has deciphered some of the more obscure behavior o£ one of our yoting sons, he says he has a half -Nelson on the boy. But he always adds, quickly, "Of couise, the other half is Hilliard" — meaning that there is no telling what will happen next.
I certainly wouldn't set myself up as an expert on the training of sons, despite the fact that a great many mothers write to me to inquire how I have handled such-and-such a problem in our family. Sometimes I am greatly relieved to discover that the problem outUned by a troubled mother is one I have never been called upon to face; sometimes I can write to give my version of the
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If one were to attempt to confine our "fun" family life to the yardstick of one cardinal rule, I suppose he would say that we have always re- garded one another as individuals with individual needs, aims, and personalities. Mutual respect is our unchanging motto.
We enjoy one another.
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I are amazed to discover how much the game is helping us.
I grew up in a trunk because my parents were theatrical people, so I'm usually good at geo- graphical names; Ozzie shines when the word has a legal tinge because he took his law degree from New Jersey Law School. He had pleinned to con- tinue with his band until he had ten thousand dollars; then he was going to sink this fund into a law office and hang out his shingle. By the time he had ten thousand dollars, he couldn't afford to quit the band business and start over again as a struggling young attorney. Little did he think, when he was struggling through "con- tracts" and "real property" that the day would come when — at a Hollywood dinner table — ^he woiild be able to explain the phrase "time is of the essence" to his two sons!
Some very funny dialogue sometimes results from our attempts to advance the boys' vocab- vdary power. A few years ago an eimbulance, its siren screaming, scorched down Hollywood Botde- vard only a few htindred feet from our front lawn.
Said David (aged seven at the time) "Look at that old 'amblience' go, ■will you!"
Ricky (then four) corrected him loftUy. "You mean an 'anulope,' don't you?"
I rather like that word "anulope." It sounds like
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Harriet's own version of the Hat Dance — ^performed when she has to stake a new claim for her hat collec- tion, which periodically outgrows its allotted quarters.
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a cross between an antelope and an ambulance. David, now nearly 12, can be lofty about his multi-syllable words, too. He glanced out of his bedroom window the other day and noticed that Ricky and some of his friends were pushing one another in the pool and getting a little rough about it as boys wUl. When David decided that the fim had gone far enough, he shouted, "All right, all right, let's suspense with that stuff."
RICKY has trouble with transposing the letters n and m. Berlin, in our family, is located firmly in "Gemamy," and when my hair needs attention, I get a "pemament" wave. Sometimes we think we like the words better that way.
Also in observance of our intention of enjoying one another is the plan Ozzie and I have made for recreation with the boys. Twice a week I take them ice-skating at Hollywood's Polar Palace, and twice a week Ozzie coaches them at tennis.
Both boys are lucky in that they have excellent coordination. Things seem to come very easy to Ricky, but David is more persevering. Each boy knows what the other's personahty advantage is, and each tries to be mutually helpftil. David has taught Ricky not to quit when things get a httle too comphcated for his impatient, facile ^asp, and the younger boy has taught the older to relax,
that things will be easier if he doesn't try too hard.
From the mail I receive, I'm inclined to believe that in some famihes the children suffer from corn- parigon with one another instead of benefiting from their perfectly natural differences. That seems such a tragedy when it is possible to point out that each hxmian being excels in some way. This excellence should be regarded as a family possession in which everyone shares and from which everyone can learn.
Once in awhile, one of our boys develops inter- est in a hobby that we approve, but which we simply can't gratify. Two years ago David decided that he wanted a horse for Christmas. His closet was loaded with full cowboy regalia, and he had steeped himself in the Saturday movies at The Hitching Post Theatre. He potired over magazines containing pictures of and stories about Gene Autiy or Roy Rogers, and he covdd recite the life of Buffalo Bill backward. His favorite comic was Red Ryder, and I think he saw "My Friend Flicka" half a dozen times. He pawed through ovir en- cyclopaedia to learn all he could about horses, and confided his discoveries to us — at length — at dinner every night. He had it bad.
It's easy enough to tell a child an unexplained "no," but we have made it a practice never to do it. We always say, "No, {Continued on page 73)
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Oizie's petty cash system is simple: he -diaposes cur- rency here and there among his pockets. Harriet is always richer the day she sends a suit to the cleaner.
^mets own version of the Hal Dance-performed when she has to slake a new claim for her hat coUec- tion, which periodically outgrows its allotted quarters.
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I are amazed to discover how much the game is helping us.
I grew up in a trunk because my parents were theatrical people, so I'm usually good at geo- graphical names; Ozzie shines when the word has a legal tinge because he took his law degree from New Jersey Law School. He had planned to con- tinue with his band until he had ten thousand dollars; then he was going to sink this fund into a law office and hang out his shingle. By the time he had ten thousand dollars, he couldn't afford to quit the band business and start over again as a struggling young attorney. Little did he think, when he was struggling through "con- tracts" and "real property" that the day would come when — at a Hollywood dinner table — he would be able to explain the phrase "time is of the essence" to his two sons!
Some very funny dialogue sometimes results from our attempts to advance the boys' vocab- ulary power. A few years ago an ambulance, its siren screaming, scorched down Hollywood Boule- vard only a few hundred feet from ovir front lawn.
Said David (aged seven at the time) "Look at that old 'amblience' go, will you!"
Ricky (then fovir) corrected him loftily. "You mean an 'anulope,' don't you?"
I rather Hke that word "anulope." It sounds like
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a cross between an antelope and an ambulance. David, now nearly 12, can be lofty about his multi-syUable words, too. He glanced out of his bedroom window the other day and noticed that Ricky and some of his friends were pushing one another in the pool and getting a little rough about it as boys will. When David decided that the fvm had gone far enough, he shouted, "AU right, all right, let's suspense virith that stuff."
RICKY has trouble with transposing the letters n and m. Berlin, in our family, is located firmly in "Gemamy," and when my hair needs attention, I get a "pemament" wave. Sometimes we think we like the words better that way.
Also in observance of our intention of enjoying one another is the plan Ozzie and I have made for recreation with the boys. Twice a week I take them ice-skating at Hollywood's Polar Palace, and twice a week Ozzie coaches them at tennis.
Both boys are lucky in that they have excellent coordination. Things seein to come very easy to Ricky, but David is more persevering. Each boy knows what the other's personality advantage is, and each tries to be mutually helpful. David has taught Ricky not to quit when things get a little too complicated for his impatient, facile grasp, and the yoimger boy has taught the older to relax.
Sunday nights at 6:30 EST, on NBC Networlt Stations.
that things will be easier if he doesn't try too hard. From the mail I receive, I'm inclined to believe that in soine families the children suffer from com- parison with one another instead of benefiting from their perfectly natural differences. That seems such a tragedy when it is possible to point out that each human being excels in some way. This excellence should be regarded as a family possession in which everyone shares and from which everyone can learn.
Once in awhile, one of oiu- boys develops inter- est in a hobby that we approve, but which we simply can't gratify. Two years ago David decided that he wanted a horse for Christmas. His closet was loaded with full cowboy regalia, and he had steeped himself in the Saturday movies at The Hitching Post Theatre. He poured over magazines containing pictures of and stories about Gene Autry or Roy Rogers, and he could recite the life of Buffalo Bill backward. His favorite comic was Red Ryder, and I think he saw "My Friend Flicka" half a dozen times. He pawed through our en- cyclopaedia to learn all he could about horses, and confided his discoveries to us — at length — at dinner every night. He had it bad.
It's easy enough to tell a child an unexplained "no," but we have made it a practice never to do it. We always say, "No, (Continued on page 73)
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Jack is his own carpenter, plumber and handynitin. finds a jeep useful for carting the tools of his assorted trades.
The Heart to Heart Hookup is more to Jack Berch than a part of his program— it is his honest philosophy of life
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A song, some fun, some seriousness, a bountiful help- ing of good fellowship — this is the Jack Berch show.
By JACK BERCH
THE TROUBLE with a typewriter is that it can't sing. It can't even whistle. Take my word for it, the type- writer will never replace the microphone. Perhaps the best way to explain myself — ^my program, and my attitude toward life, and even why I want a whistling typewriter — is to tell you why I like to start my radio show each morning with a whistle and a song. It all began like this:
I was riding into town one morning on my way to a broadcast. In company with a few milUon other com- muters, I was reading the morning paper. Suddenly I reahzed that the whole front page was full of disaster — fires, murders, political troubles, jealousy and strife between persons and between nations. Leafing through the rest of the paper, I discovered that most of the editorial coltimns were filled with more of the same. There were only a couple of stories, and those very short and well-hidden, that dealt with nice things, friendly things — ^man's humanity to man, instead of his in- humanity.
"Now," I said to myself, "something ought to be done about this. And, in my small way, I'm the guy to do it." Then and there, in theory at least, the Heart to Heart Hookup and the Good Neighbor, Club came into being. Very shortly they were practice, not theory. And those two features of the program can tell you, if you listen, exactly the way I feel about life, and exactly the way I feel about what a radio program ought to give the people
Singing is, in the Berch fam- ily, a friendly, heart-warming thing to do — just as it is on the Jack Berch Show, heard Monday through Friday, 11:30 A.M., EST, over NBC network stations.
who listen to it. FriendUness, neighborliness, the spirit of goodness which prompted a person to do another a good turn — those are the things that make the world go 'round for everyday people like you and me. Of course, the other things are important, too. But it's the every- day things that get overlooked. They need, in the lan- guage of radio, a sponsor.
So I elected myself sponsor of friendliness, a sort of town crier for the small good deeds that are likely to pass imnoticed. I've got a great many co-sponsors, too — all those swell people who send in their letters and clip- pings for the Heart to Heart Hookup and the Good Neighbor Club.
Of course, there are other parts cf the program, too. We sing a little, talk a little, tell a few jokes. By and large, we have a pretty good time, the boys and I.
The boys — ^I'd better tell you something about them. They are, believe me, tops in their professions. Eddie Dunn is the announcer. Besides his regular chores on the show he has the self-imposed one of trying to "break me up" — ^make me laugh in the middle of a song, that is. A good portion of his salary, to say nothing of a lot of time and energy, goes into this project.
Masks and funny faces are his particular dehght. There was the morning,, for instance— how could I forget it? — when he slipped a set of Mortimer Snerd teeth (the kind that come down over your lower lip) into his mouth, and started to suck on a lemon just as I was singing "Yours Is My Heart Alone." If you heard that particular pro- gram, and have always wondered why I never did finish the song, there's your answer.
I remember— why I can even laugh at it, now — ^what I thought at the time was the low point of my career. It was a day early last summer, when the Republican national convention was in progress. Now I'll have to admit that what happened was (Continued on page 83)
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Although the apartment's furnishing is not completed, Spike and Helen will cheer- fully whip up brunch for company any day.
Helen and Spike, of course, have a full collection of City Slicker records. He is a great, if somewhat devil-may-care, help around the house.
Spotlight Revue ivith Spike Jones, the City Slickers, and Dorothy Shay, is heard every Fri- day night, 10:30 P.M., EST, on CBS.
By Helen Greco Jones
1 SUPPOSE you think being married to Spike Jones would be like living with a three-ring circus. I can understand that. I would have thought so myself at one time, and if anyone had told me that I, Helen Greco, a quiet, reasonable girl who sang soft, sensible music, would end up as Mrs. Spike, I would have promptly told them they had whole, notes in their heads.
That was until I met him.
To my utter amazement I discovered that Spike Jones, private citizen, is as different from Spike Jones, zany band leader, as any two people could possibly be. He's all the things you'd never dream he could be after listening to him make musical mayhem with his City Slickers. He's a very qiiiet fellow. Dignified, compas- sionate and thoughtful. And very business-like.
I remember how surprised I was to find this out, because when I first went to see him, I half expected to find him swinging from a chandelier waving a string of cowbells. But it wasn't like that at all.
In the first place, I never dreamed I'd be, the kind of singer Spike would want. (Continued on page 89)
Marriage to Spike Jones, Helen reports, in no way resembles the three-rin^ circus you mi^ht Imagine
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1. Doug Fleming protests that he hasn't time to go to Pinesville to purchase the Kimball house for his boss, W. D. Bennett. After all, in three days Dong and Flo, Bennett's secretary, are to be married. But Bennett insists, and Flo — knowing that Doug is the Bennett heir, but that wills can be changed — sides with their employer. At last, Doug says he will go.
!ls you do every Wednesday at 10: 30 P.M.J EST, NBC stations, you'll hear on December 15
lie familiar invitation to "join the gay throng at Chicago's Merchandise Mart," That inight. Curtain Time will present "Nothing Personal," the same' story told here in pictures. la the pictures. As on the air, Dong Fleming is pjayed by Harry Elders; Flo, Margaret Brayton; W. rD. Bennelt, Arthur Peterson; Marcey, Beverly
Fonnger; Cyrus Kimball, Art Van Harvey.
4. After dinner, a walk in the moonlight. Marcey tells Doug about the house and that grandfather will get out his shotgun if "those low-down back- stabbing Bennetts try to buy." Ever the opportun- ist, Doug asks her to sell to him and she agrees.
2. Bennett has explained that the Kimball house symbolizes all that he missed in his impoverished childhood. Because the Kimballs hate him, they will not sell directly to him. Doug misses his train, is rescued by a pretty girl. But he tells her Pinesville is a ceipetery, says he's going to pull a fast deal and get out. He can, she says, get out now — and walk. She loves the town and hates city smart alecs.
3. Too late, Doug learns her name — Marcey Kimball. In des peration, Doug remembers Bennett's warning: "no house, no job." Flo, he is sure, shares her employer's views. What Flo likes best about Doug is Bennett's money. So Doug arms himiself with orchids and goes to call on Marcey. Finally she forgives him. Old Cyrus Kimball invites Doug to dinner, Things seem at last, Doug tells himself, to be looking up.
5. Doug encounters a hitch in his plans — ^in the form of Kimball's shotgun. A bellhop at the hotel, it seems, has informed Cyrus that Doug works for Bennett. Marcey says it's not true, that Doug wants the house for himself, and the old man points out that it's much too large for a single man. "But I'm planning to marry," Doug explains — and this is interpreted as a proposal to Marcey, who accepts on the spot. A telephone call interrupts. It is Flo, who says that she's on her way to Pinesville. "My sister," Doug tells the Kimballs.
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6. At the hotel, Flo reserves the church in Doug's name, orders the flowers. Completes her plans to be married in Pinesville. Vainly, Doug protests that there is something he must tell her. In love now with Marcey, but stiU engaged to Flo, Doug reaUy finds himself in trouble.
8. Re-enter Flo. Marcey, believing her to be Doug's sister, invites her to the wed- ding. Indignantly, Flo explains that she is the one who's marrying Doug — ^here in Pinesville, because Doug has not yet com- pleted negotiations for the house he is ,
7. Flo leaves; Marcey comes in. Grandfather Kimball has found that the church is reserved for Doug. Though surprised, Marcey promises to be ready. A call tells Doug that W. D. Bennett is in the lobby. Asking Marcey to wait a moment, Dong races downstairs to head Bennett off.
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9. Cyrus Kimball has heard that Bennett is in town, learned the whole story. Taking his shotgnn, he goes hunting for Bennett and Doug. The two are confronted at the elevator, but as Cyrus fires, Marcey pushes him. The shot goes wild, hitting the chandelier — which falls on Doug.
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buying for W. D. Bennett. Marcey an- nounces she'll bum the house before shell let Doug buy it now. When Doug and Bennett return, Flo tells them what Mar- cey has said. Bennett fires Doug. Flo follows his lead, breaking the engagement.
10. While grandfather takes off after the fleeing Bennett, Marcey com- forts Doug. Returning to find his granddaughter holding the victim's head and announcing to all and sundry that they're going to be married at once, Cyrus realizes the Kimballs won after all, gives his blessing.
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6. At the hotel, Flo reserves the church in Doug's name, orders the flowers, completes her plans to be married in Pinesville. Vainly, Dong protasis that there is something he must tell her. In love now with Marcey, but slill engaged to Flo, Doug really finds himself in trouble.
8. Re-enter Flo. Marcey, believing her to be Doug's sister, invites her to the wed- ding. Indignantly, Flo explains that she is the one who's marrying Doug — ^here in Pinesville, because Doug has not yet com- pleted negotiations for the bouse he is
7, Flo leaves; Marcey comes in. Grandfather Kimball has found that the church is reserved for Doug. Though surprised, Marcey promises to be ready. A call tells Doug that W. D. Bennett is in the lobby. Asking Marcey to wail a moment, Doug races downstairs to head Bennett off.
buying for W. D, Bennett. Marcey an- nounces she'll burn the house before she'll let Doug buy it now. When Doug and Bennett return, Flo tells them what Mar- ''^y has said. Bennett fires Doug, Flo follows his lead, breaking the engagement.
; ^''"'^ ^.'"''',''" '','" '•^"■•<' """ ^'""'^" i^ i" >ow.., lenrncd .he whole story. Jak.ng h,s shotgun, he goes huming for Be.mett and Doug. The
wo are confronted m the elevn.or, hut a,, CyruB fires. Maroey pushes I.im. Ihe shot goes wild, hitting the .handelicr-which falls on Doug.
10. While grandfather takes off after the fleeing Bennett, Marcey com- forts Doug. Returning to find his granddaughter holding the victim's head and announcing to all and sundry that they're going to be married at once, Cyrus realizes the Kiraballs won after all, gives his blessing.
Hello There:
Every time a new year turns the cor- ner . . .
we try to make certain resolutions . . .
Some of them toe may have made be- fore , . . Mwy back there . . .
and didn't keep.
Some are brand new, like every new day.
But I guess the year or the day doesn't matter much
as long as there is at least one worth- while resolution to make
every time the clock strikes midnight on a new beginning.
The .best resolution I know of
was made thousands of years ago —
and is so ancient you may think it as worn out
as the cover of the book it came from ...
but it needs no brand new date to make it worth our while.
If we resolve to DO UNTO OTHERS AS WE WOULD HAVE THEM DO UNTO US
we have begun the year with the clearest of high hopes
for the future.
— Ted Malone.
UNTO THE HEART
A ghost can be a little thing . . . Like a tennis racquet without a . string,
A cigarette case, a pair of glasses. An old brown hat, two season passes.
A ghost can be a tender thing . . . 'Like baby hands too small to cling. An old love letter, lines from a
book. Words to a song, a remembered
look. '
A ghost can be a silent thing . . . Like a telephone that does not
ring . . . Books on a shelf, an easy chair. Guns on the wall, suits pressed to
wear.
A ghost can be a welcome thing . . . Like memories a moonlit night can
bring, A picture's smile, a dream that is
wanted. The kiss of a child— (MY HOUSE
IS HAUNTED!)
— Robbie L. Donaldson
END OF THE BOOK
LKe's pap«p-cov*r*d novel May pall a bH with age —
Bui oh, I shall be »orry To hirn the final page.
— L. R. Und
TO A CALENDAR
You have no power over winds nor xain. Nor snow upon the evergreens, nor sleet. And yet we turn a page, and think, "Now
sweet The zephyrs oi the spring will blow again," Or "Summer goes, here, in a blaze oi
glory," Or "This will be a sombre time at best," And we take care to turn you carefully,
lest The year be interrupted in her story.
But have I not known chillest winds to
blow Through warmth, and found, in laughter
oi a child. Spring in November's gray? Do I not know Peace oi an autunm night can bloom in
wild Snow-storms, and have I not perceived the
glow Of summer in me, whenever he has smiled? — Elaine V. Emans
THE MIRROR IS YOURSELF
There is a time when, nothing said at all, AH words are possible — no action made. All choice is ours; whatever course we call, We dare to follow on it unafraid. But every choosing points the newer one — The north leads farther north with every
day. The south leans ever closer to the sun — We speak tomorrow's thought with all we
say.
In vain we ask the mirror not to note The choices post which lend the future
fear — To smooth each line of record that we
wrote Day by swift day, slow year by crawling
year. Now, all our thoughts made visible at last. We are our future, we ourselves our post. — ^Virginia Scott Miner
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GROWTH
I'm growing older, there's no doubt. And furthermore, I'm growing stout. But luckily for my peace of mind, I'm growing wiser and resigned!
— Thomas Usk
PRAYER FOR THE ESSENTIAL
Give every man his dream — and
let it be His star to guide through vast
immensity Of doubt and shadow; light to
penetrate The gloom dark circumstance
may well create; A gleam rekindling hope's sweet
sorcery.
The dream will be for each the
magic key To liberate him from life's
tyranny. To swing for him enchantment's
jewelled gate —
Give every man his dream.
Having his dream for open-sesame To Happy Isles, let each go fear- lessly With banner high and faith
inviolate . . . That we have private courage for his fate Nor fall before each new in- clemency,
Give every man his dream. — B. Y. WilUams '
IT'S NICE TO FEFL N ICE- ABOUT NOTHING
There is no sun — in fact, it's snowing! I've no idea where I'm going To spend the day; it's only Monday, And nothing special happened Sun- day, And yet I feel a strange elation — As if I'd had an invitation To someone's wedding, or a shower. And this is growing by the hour. There is no reason for it — really! My baked potato wasn't mealy; My favorite fruit is out of season. But if" the world must have a reason, Say of my beautiful Sensation, That, though it has no real founda- tion, I most emphatically endorse it. And, were it law, I should enforce it. And, were it not, I'd still adore it Because there is no reason for it. — Faye Chilcote Walker
HILL CALL
Radio Mirror's Prize Poem
I would go back le the dreaming hillc
And the fields below When the land is hushed and the valley fills
With the drifted snow, Birf my i/ioes ore Vightur than f/mse I wore When I c/unbed tfie Uontrcf ed hi//t before.
I would go bock when the spring awakes.
As the heart has planned. For the river thaws and the green blade breaks
Through the wailing land, Birf my gown h (jg/ifer fhan one I wore Wimn I crossed awakening streams before.
I would go back to the summer hills
Where the skylarks nest. For the daisies blow by the languid rills
And the land is blessed, Bvf my skirt is fonger than when I came Throogh the clover Held and the sfonebed lane.
I would return to the amber hills
With the autumn breeze. For the fields are poled as the color spills
Through the sunloved trees. But the wind would tang/e my lacquered hair, For the braids were cut that I used to wear, As the ties were cut when the land was sold. I would go back, but the heart is old.
— Pegasus Buchanan
RADIO MIRROR wiii pa^ flft^ doiLi-s
for the best original poem sent in each month by a reader. Five dollars will be paid for each other original poem used on dae Between the Bookends pages in Radio Mirror. Limit poems to 30 lines, and address to Ted Malone, Radio Mirror, 205 E. 42, N. Y. 17, N. Y. When postage is enclosed, every effort will be made to return unused manuscripts. This is not a contest, but an offer to purchase poetry for our Bookends pages.
Be Bare to listen to Ted Malone's morning program, Monday through Friday at 11:30 EST, over ABC.
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Hello There:
Every time a new year turns the cor- ner . . .
we try to make certain resolutions . . .
Some of them toe may have made be- fore . . . ivay back there . . .
and didn't keep.
Some are brand new, like every new day.
But I guess the year or the day doesn*t matter much
as long as there is at least one worth- while resolution to make
every time the clock strikes midniglu on a new beginning.
The best rejiolution I know of
tvas made thousands of years ago . . .
and is so ancient you may think it as worn out
as the cover of the book it came from ...
but it needs no brand new date to make it ivorth our while.
If we resolve to DO UNTO OTHERS AS WE WOULD HAVE THEM DO UNTO US
tve have begun the year with the clearest of high hopes
for the future.
— Ted Malone.
UNTO THE HEART
A ghost can be a little thing . . . Like a tennis racquet without a . string,
A cigarette case, a pair of glasses, An old brown hat, two season passes.
A ghost can be a tender thing . . . 'Like baby hands too small to cling, An old love letter, lines from a
book. Words to a song, a remembered
look.
A ghost can be a silent thing . . . Like a telephone that does not
ring . . . Books on a shelf, an easy chair. Guns on the wall, suits pressed to
wear.
A ghost can be a welcome thing . . . Like memories a moonlit night can
bring, A picture^s smile, a dream that is
wanted. The kiss of a child— (MY HOUSE
IS HAUNTED!)
— Robbie L. Donaldson
END OF THE BOOK
Llfe*spap«rwcover«d novel May pall a bit with age —
Bui oh, I sholl be sony To turn the final page.
—I. R. Und
TO A CALENDAR
You have no power over winds nor zain. Nor snow upon the evergreens, nor sleet. And yet we turn a page, and think, "Now
sweet The zephyrs of the spring will blow again," Or "Summer goes, here, in a blaze of
glory," Or "This will be a sombre time at best/' And we take core to turn you carefully,
lest The year be interrupted in her story.
But have I not known chillest winds io
blow Through warmth, and found, in laughter
of a child. Spring in November's gray? Do I not know Peace of an autumn night can bloom in
wild Snow-storms, and hove I not perceived the
glow Of summer in me, whenever he has smiled? — Elaine V. Emans
THE MIRROR IS YOURSELF
There is a time when, nothing soid at all. All words are possible — no action made. All choice is ours; whatever coiuse we call. We dare to follow on it unaircdd. But every choosing points the newer one — The nortii leads farther north with every
day. The south leans ever closer to the sun — We speak tomorrow's thought with all we
say.
In vain we ask the mirror not to note The choices past which lend the future
fear — To smooth each line of record that we
wrote Day by swift day, slow year by crawling
year. Now, all our thoughts made visible at last. We are our future, we ourselves our past. — Virginia Scott Miner
GROWTH
I'm growing older, there's no doubt. And furthermore, I'm growing stout. But luckily for my peace of mind, I'm growing wiser and resignedl
— Thomas Usk
PRAYER FOR THE ESSENTIAL
Give every man his dream — and
let it be His star to guide through vast
immensity Of doubt and shadow ; light to
penetrate The gloom dark circumstance
may well create; A gleam rekindling hope's sweet
sorcery.
The dream will be for each the
magic key To liberate him from life's
tyranny, To swing for him enchantment's
jewelled gate —
Give every man his dream.
Having his dream for open-sesame To Happy Isles, let each go fear- lessly With banner high and faith
inviolate . . , 7hat we have private courage for his fate ■ or fall before each new in- clemency,
Give every man his dream. i-B. Y. Williams
IT'S NICE TO FEFL NICE- ABOUT NOTHING
There is no sun— in fact, it's snowing ! 1 ve no idea where I'm going lo spend the day; it's only Monday, And nothing special happened Sun- day,
i" v'lfj ,' '?^' " ^'""8« elation- As 11 1 d had an invitation
To someone's wedding, or a shower. And this is growing by the hour.
'""« ,'S no reason for it— really l VJ" ,^° P"'"'" w«S"'' mealy; My favorite fruit is out of season. But il-the world must have a reason, Say of my beautiful sensation,
Ihat, though it has no real founda- tion, I most emphatically endorse it. And, were it law, I should enforce it And, were it not, I'd still adore it Because there is no reason for it. — Faye Chilcote Walker
HILL CALL
Radio Mlnror's Prize Poem
I would go iMck to the dreaming hlllt
And the Aelds below When the land 1% huihed and Ihe valley fllli
With Ihe drifted mow, Bm my •(».. are //steer fliaii tliaie I wore Wke» I c/imked Ik. blmkttKl hiiU iiefere.
I would go back when Ihe ipring awaket,
Ai Ihe heart hai planned. For Ihe river thaw> and Ihe green blade breaks
Through Ihe walling land, Sifl my gown h ffg/iler llran one I wore Wken I croKed awolening >lream> before.
I would go back lo Ihe lummtr hllU
Where Hie ikylarki neil. For the daiilei blow by Ihe languid rllli
And Ihe land It bleMed, Sul my skirl » fong.r Ihan wfieo I came ftroug/i iIm c/over Ae/d and Ik* ifonebecf fane.
I would return lo Ihe amber hllli
With Ihe autumn breeie, For Ihe fleldt are paled ai Ihe color apllU
Through Ihe lunloved trees, Bui llie wind weufd fangfe my lacquered /Wr, For file broidi were cut (kof I uied lo wear, Af (lie Mei were cut when Ike land wot told. I would go back, bul the heart It old.
— Pegaiui Buchonon
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Jack Steck is the video "operator" of WFIL-TV's Swap Shop, on which lookers-in can trade things they don't want for things they do. The little girl with an embar- rassment of puppies will keep one, swap the remainder.
With the advent of television, the old-time "kiddie revne" has come back into its own, oCPeriug a showcase for yoang talent. WFIL-TV's Starlet Stairway presents juvenile en- tertainers to the viewing audience once a week, Tuesdays.
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ITH well over 60,000 sets in operation, Philadel- phia is the number two television town in the country.
The three stations carry programs from the four video networks, plus clever and vigorous local pro- gramming. WFIL-TV is owned by The Philadelphia Inquirer, WCAU-TV is owned by The Philadelphia Bulletin, and station WPTZ is owned by Philco, so it is not too surprising that the Quaker City is very Tv conscious.
They have more advertisers by actual cotmt than any other video station in the country; some of them are small accounts that's true, but it's a healthy sign.
WPTZ was experimenting with television ten years ago and got its commercial Ucense in 1940, making it one of the oldest Tv stations in existence. They tele- vised the 1940 conventions in Philadelphia and re- layed pictures to New York, but since the television sets at that time numbered only a few hundred not many people saw Willkie and Roosevelt in their video debuts.
WCAU-TV has been going less than a year, but has made remarkable progress. They have been doing a very popular show in the early afternoon for several months, so they are out front in the Philadelphia field as far as daytime video is con- cerned.
WFIL-TV has pulled a very neat trick. They bought their own sport arena — stage fights and other .events for live as well as Tv audiences. If the Tv rights to sporting events keep climbing, who knows how many Tv stations wUl follow their lead?
On this and the opposite page are pictures, two for each of the three Philadelphia television sta- tions now in operation, of outstanding programs of "looking-in" fare that the city offers owners of Tv sets in the area.
There are, of course, many othei's on each of the stations. Some of these programs are carry-overs from radio, which are gaining even wider audiences now that they can be seen as well as heard. Others are brand new shows designed specifically for the newer mediimi.
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Dr. Armand Spitz is a man who not only talks about the weather but does everything about it that is in his power to do. Using authentic weather instruments, he has a large foUowing for his predictions each night, WCAU-TV.
"Uncle Wip" is a favorite with Philadelphia youngsters — those who watch and those who participate in his popu- lar program for children. He and his small fry talent are heard three times a week, at 6 P.M., over WCAU-TV.
Ted Steele, for many years a favorite with listeners, can now be seen as well as heard in Philadelphia. He brings his one-man show of music and fun to the viewing audience of "WPTZ twice a week. It's called Piano Patter.
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JOHN HOWARD is well known to evei-y movie fan as the handsome leading man of some fifty-four motion pictures, and he made millions of radio friends when he created the charming Dr. Leslie Foster in the serial Those We Love. Now John has combined his movie and radio techniques, thrown in his stage expe- rience, and emerges as the first top -flight star to do an important television series.
He will soon be coming in over the nation's television receivers as video's first two-fisted serial hero. He has recently completed the first twenty-six films in the Public Prosecutor series for Jerry Fairbanks and NBC Television.
Public Prosecutor is one of the most discussed (and most expensive) deals in Tv history, and is the first whodunit to be written, directed, enacted and photo- graphed especially for television. Howard, playing the title role, engages in gun battles, cracks fists with under- world thugs, stalks clever criminals, fights his way out of death traps and even tussles with savage lions in one episode. His weekly encotmters with danger almost equal those of the early movie serial kings and queens.
Many of his fellow actors and actresses in Hollywood have been cornering John to find out just how acting techniques for television differ from those used for the stage and motion pictures. Since John is not only an accomplished actor, but also a Phi Beta Kappa, who was voted the most outstanding student in his class when he graduated Magna Cum Laude from Western Reserve University in 1934, he is able to give a thorough-
going analysis of the points of likeness and difference.
"The first thing that must be said," John points out, "is that television acting is a combination of stage, screen and radio acting." That has been said before, but John can explain in interesting detail: "Video long shots, for instance, require the broad acting of the legitimate stage, otherwise facial and body expressions would be lost entirely on the small Tv screens. Close-ups, on the other hand, demand the underacting of the cinema."
John was amazed at first because the stage sets used for television are so small. This is also due to the small size of the video screen — there must be a close grouping of the actors. This fact, he says, is one of the most difficult aspects of acting in Tv films.
"I had been accustomed to the large stage sets and the spacious motion picture sets, where you have plenty of room to roam about and plenty of space for mad gesturing. I suddenly found myself acting in what seemed to be a two-by-four box. At first I felt ham- pered but gradually adapted my movements and ges- tures to the tiny area."
The camera takes on added importance in television John finds. The video film actor does not move about as much as the motion picture or stage actor — due again to the small screen. In Tv films the camera is moved about and this gives the viewer the feeling he is seeing more action than is actually photographed.
"In PubUc Prosecutor," he explained, "we used the stage technique of talking directly to the audience. The camera was our audience. This (Continued on page 74)
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.The daytime operation is pri- marily instruction — programs dedicated to sewing, cooking, shopping- and baby tending. Of course, big sports events are still carried. Although they realize at Dtimont that no woman can sit and watch her video set all day, when she does have some leisure, there is always some- thing worthwhile for her to see. The programs are worked out in a way that makes them in- teresting to listen to without seeing the screen; the housewife can be off doing some chore and still be able to follow the pro- grams {Continued on -page 85)
Funny man Joe E. Brown guests on Du- mont's Zero Mostel-Joey Faye Tuesday show.
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A BLINDED Navy veteran marrying the girl he loved, other sightless ex-servicemen from all over the country sending along their congratulations on tape recordings, a middle-aged couple from Philadelphia weeping quietly through the ceremony — those are the things that touch the heart in this story about our Travelers of the Month.
Our travelers were Mr. and Mrs. Russell Thiel, of 2542 Cleveland Ave., Philadelphia. The bUnd boy is Edward Rankin, Jr., of 4253 W. 21st St., Chicago. And the story that the Thiels told us about Rankin and aU of those other blind young men is one of the most inspiring reports ever presented at our Welcome Travelers party. First, I'd like to describe the Thiels as they appeared to me when they stepped up to our ABC microphone
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When I asked the Thiels why they were traveling, Mr. Thiel said: "We're here to attend the wedding of an ex-sailor. He's blind, and we're very happy about the wedding."
I wondered if the bride, too, was blind, and asked this natural question.
"Not at all," said Mrs. Thiel. "What's more, the boy leads a perfectly normal life. He has a job, he travels by himself and gets a big kick out of life."
Then the Thiels started telling our Welcome Travelers radio party the story of Ed Rankin — and forty or fifty other Ed Rankins. It seemed that Rankin was one of a large number of blind veterans who have visited the modest Thiel home since 1945.
The boys have been coming for Sunday dinners, for weekends, for one-month stays and even, in one case, as a permanent guest. With only three bedrooms, the Thiels have, on some w^eekends, put up as many as twenty young men. With only Mrs. Thiel doing the cooking, there have been meals in three shifts over a three-day span.
The Thiels didn't volunteer this, but I found out that they've paid for this entire hospitality program them- selves. It includes gifts at Christmas, big night club and ball game parties, and long distance phone calls to find out how some of the boys, who have been released from the Philadelphia Naval Hospital, are getting along.
Ed Rankin was one of them — a kid from Chicago who got the Big Blackout one day in the Pacific when his own gim blew up in his face. One of their boys, who was back out in the world now, and getting married. And the Thiels didn't think it was at all unusual that they would travel one-third of the way across the country to be at his wedding.
I couldn't help thinking how wonderful it was that those sightless, hospitalized veterans had, somehow, run into as fine a couple as the Thiels. I asked how they had started their grand work.
"It happened sort of fxmny," Mrs. Thiel said. "Just an accidental meeting that gave real purpose to our lives. We were going fishing one day, and three young men along the road had their thumbs up. They wanted a lift to the Naval Hospital. They were in our car for
some time before we realized they were blind."
Mr. Thiel took up the story.
"When we let the boys off, we invited them around to our house for Svmday dinner. We told them to bring a few friends. That's how the whole thing started. Those friends brought other friends, and the whole process was repeated time and time again. Soon, our home didn't seem natural without some of the boys arovmd."
Who were these young men? Boys of all faiths, of all places in the social scheme. Also, in some cases, boys with horribly maimed faces, and with a fear of going home.
"You see," Mrs. Thiel said, "we treat them rough. If they want something, we say, 'Go and get it. You're a big boy.' In their own homes, their famiUes sometimes pamper them, make them feel helpless. I guess they like the free and easy atmosphere at our house."
What goes on at the Thiel home? Well, there's a Braille card deck, a radio, lots of home-cooked food. But mostly, there's a place where a kind, considerate family is getting a kick out of life — a contagious feeling.
Quite often, couples who give themselves so freely to such young men are people without children, people trying to fill a void in their own lives and to find an outlet for lots of stored-up love.
The Thiels, in contrast, have three children of their own: Francis, fifteen; Donald, thirteen; Peggy, seven- teen. The Thiel yotmgsters pitch in on the party, escort- ing their sightless friends to ball games, taking them on long walks, calling for them at the hospital.
The Thiel kids have known quiet suffering, and they've seen great big doubts hidden behind the grin of a boy from Tennessee, the laugh of a lad from Virginia. Also, though, they've seen their parents get great joy from making these yovmg men happy. And Mr. and Mrs. Thiel feel that their children are being well prepared for life.
As the boys leave the hospital and return to civilian life, their contact with "Mom and Dad" Thiel remains imbroken. They phone often, and Mrs. Thiel says, "On Mother's Day my parlor is like a florist's shop."
There's another way that the boys and the Thiels keep in touch with each other. They do it by "talking a letter" on a wire recorder. The tape is passed arovmd the country, like a chain letter, and, in a sense, the whole gang from the Thiel house is still together.
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Nothing, even happiness, comes easily — like all things worth having, it must be fought for, and won
1. At last Connie Wakefield has found, if not happi- ness, the stepping-stones to it. One of them is peace, here in her home town of Westwood. A second is the security she finds in the house her parents left her. A third is the friendship of her neighbor, Carolyn Kramer, who, remembering her own long search for happi- ness, listens with sympathy to the story Connie tells.
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Then Connie tried out for a part with the play- ers and fell in love all over again — this time with suavely handsome Alex Delavan, the director of the troupe. Connie's cup of happiness was full when Alex made both her dreams come true. He gave her a part, and he told her he loved her, asked her to marry him !
In thes« pictures, as you hear them on the air, Carolyn Kramer is played by Claudia Morgan, Constance Wakefield hy Louise Barclay. The Right to Happiness is written by John M. Young, and is heard every Monday through Friday, 3:45 P.M., EST, over stations of the National Broadcasting Company.
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5. The company left Westwood, and Connie, married now to Alex, went along. For a year they toured; Connie proved an apt pupil — she had great talent, great promise, Alex said. By the end of that year, Connie was sure she had everything in the world — Alex, her career, and now, to make life complete, perfect, her wonderful baby boy.
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6. But even greater things beckoned. Shortly after little Ted was born, Alex was offered an important position as a director in New York — New York, the mecca of hope for everyone in show basiness. The new opportunities that this job held for Alex meant a great step forward for Connie, too, for she was offered a part in the play.
7. Only a few short years ago, Connie had had many a daydream of herself in a star's dressing room, a snccessfol actress, surrounded by all the panoply of greatness — telegrams, flowers, wonderful reviews in the papers, people anxious to congratulate her. And now dreams become reality, with her success as the star of Alex's play.
9. Then came change. A Hollywood offer for Constance, another for Alex. But in Hollywood Alex's success didn't keep pace with Connie's meteoric rise to motion picture stardom, nor did his love for Connie keep pace with the passing of the years. Alex turned to other women, and then ' Connie knew bitterly that happiness is not forever.
10^ Connie and her children faced the future alone. She finishes her story, telling how she divorced Alex, left Hollywood, returned to her home town, to the house her parents, now dead, left to her. Here she seeks for her- self and her children, she tells Carolyn Elramer, the happiness — blasting and secure — that is every woman's right.
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Gloria Mudell, Joan Wheatley, Daisy Bemier, Jane Wilson, Joe Marine. Behind the girls, announcer BiU Biven; behind him, the men of the Glee Club. Fred Waring himself stands at the front of the stage; on either side of him are Livingston Gearhart and Virginia Morley, duo-piano team. Stuart Churchill stands to the right of the Glee Club. Far right, the orchestra, with "Uncle Lumpy" Brannum at his bass fiddle and Foley McClintock above and to the k right of him. Fred Waring's morning program: Monday through I Friday at 10, EST; night show Thursdays at 10: 30 EST. Both on NBC.
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Breakfast in bed, served by Edna, is Todd's idea of a busy quizmaster's heaven. But a quizmaster's busy wife likes pampering, too; for her, dinner out— cooked by someone else!
Double role for Edna : wife, at home ; at work, severest (and dearest) critic
By EDNA RUSSELL
Good music means more than good listening for Todd and Edna — it's soothing and relaxing too.
TODD always isays, "Almost everybody can use some money." That's why he gets, such a kick out of being a Santa Claus every Sunday as the M. C. of the CBS show. Strike It Rich. Think of it, nearly a hundred thousand dollzirs have already been given away by Todd's sponsor, and some three hundred people have gained their dearest wishes, or got a start toward them.
"I like this show better than anything I have ever done," Todd tells everyone. "It has such a human angle. The people are so real."
I love my husband's show, too. Todd says he is his own best critic and I'm the second best, but I'm not so sure I agree. He will coftie home, or we'll meet after the broadcast, and do our usual post mortem. "I didn't like it so well tonight," he'U start. "Oh, I don't know," I'll say, "maybe it wasn't the best, but it sounded good
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When Strike It Rich started, more than a year ago, we were living in Scarsdale, near New York City. I spent Siuiday evenings playing solitaire and listening to the radio (a combination we both go for) while Todd was working from the CBS Playhouse in New York. A little while before he was due home I would be out in the kitchen fixing the after-broadcast supper he likes, leaving the card table in the hving room with my sig- nals set. If the show had sounded super I would have an Ace turned up to greet him; a Queen meant it was a good average show; and a Jack meant, well — "Thank heaven I don't see that Jack often," Todd tells our friends.
He says I always work harder on the show, listening at home, than he does on the air. It's true I get myself worked up about the people who seem mike-shy, al-
though I have watched my husband during broadcasts and if anyone can put a contestant at ease I know he can. Considerately, he has them face sUghtly away from the studio audience and directly toward him, and he looks right at them and engages their interest at once, so they have Httle time for stage fright. He doesn't play it for gags either, to make the audience laugh and the contestant stand uncertainly and wait for the laughs to subside. When a contestant chokes up with emotion — and remember, many wha want to Strike It Rich are facing pressing and serious problems — ^he covers for them with conversation until they get hold of themselves.
"Todd, you handled that beautifvilly," I'll say to him silently^ knowing that's about the toughest thing he can be called upon to do. Like most men, my htisband is scared and embarrassed by tears.
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THIS is -such a happy season! Around the holidays, the house always seems to be full of people. At this time of year, I try to make every day open house. Half the job is keeping a few things always ready in the pantry and the ice-box. I like to have several boxes of ready -mixed products on hand. Biscuit mix can be used to make not only biscuits, but fruit desserts, coffee rings, loaves and muffins. I use pancake mix to make my New Year Loaf. It has an unusual flavor when served hot with a light glaze. Hot rolls, muffins or gingerbread can make a party too.
Nuts and fruits are good to munch on, and fun to turn into decoration for special foods. An extra loaf of bread. a gallon of cider and plenty of crackers help out when guests are unexpected, and I keep plenty of cheese of various kinds on hand. The fun comes in putting all these things together in unusual ways.
I make cookies well in advance — they keep wonder- fully. For hot chocolate I make a syrup to store in the refrigerator. When there are teen-agers in the party, I add a double-decker sandwich of sliced American cheese and canned chopped ham with lettuce and may- onnaise. I toast and salt nuts for my young married friends and serve them with spiced cider and crackers. Often I make up onion cheese spread, thin enough to dip out of the bowl with a potato chip.
Sometimes an entire family drops in for a visit, and I hke to invite them to lunch or dinner. I find it easy with the help of some of the recipes I'm going to give you. They add the glamour and the "little extra" that you need when you're making a meal for two serve six.
Every day can be a party at your house during the holiday season if yon follow Kate Smith's sug- gestions for no-fuss-and-bother entertaining.
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Listen each Monday througli Friday at 12 Noon when Kate Smith Speaks on the M utuaJ network.
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Sift together dry ingredients. Cream shortening; beat in sugar, egg, vanilla, milk. Stir in flour mixture. Mix well. Divide dough into portion and roll Vs" thick on lightly floured board. Cut with floured cutter. Place on ungreased baking sheet. Decorate with colored sugar, chopped cherries and citron. Makes 4 — 5 dozen.
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ON a brisk February afternoon Sam Warren resumed the editorial chair of the Elmdale Clarion. . Wendy made quite a little ceremony of returning the office to her father. Gil was there, having come down from New York with her; Johnny Ennis, reporter- and man of all work around the Clarion, was on hand, and the type- setter and the printer; even Aunt Dorrie walked over from the house to watch the proceedings.
Outside, crisp winter sunlight sparkled on a thin crust of snow in the streets of Elmdale, and on the boarded-up front of the Clarion office — boarded up because a bomb had been tossed there only a few weeks before.
"We tried to keep the Clarion serving Elmdale in your absence," said Wendy, speaking of the long and fruitless political battle that had brought about the throwing of the bomb. "Although the town wasn't with us, we felt that we were serving the cause of right and justice. But —but—"
"We fought a good fight, but we lost," Johnny Ennis put in dryly.
"That's right," Wendy laughed shakily. "And now I'm resigning in favor of the best editor I know. Dad — " She'd been standing beside the ancient swivel chair by the battered roll-top desk. Now she stepped aside, mo- tioned her father toward the chair. Sam's eyes were wet as he sat down, and for a moment his poise deserted him.
"Well," he said clearing his throat. "Well — it isn't every old fellow who can afford to be sick for weeks at a time, and still know that his business is being run the way he wants it run. You didn't lose that fight, Wendy. You got on the side you thought was right and stayed there, even though everyone else was against you. I'm proud of you. The Clarion's losing a real editor and — "
Momentarily, his eyes went to Gil Kendal, rested on the face of his prospective son-in-law. "And you," he was thinking, "are getting a real woman." But he didn't say it aloud. Instead he finished hastily, "And now — you people get yourselves out of here. In case you forget, I've got a newspaper to put to bed!"
Wendy left with her aunt and Gil. She walked be- tween them, her serene profile turned toward Gil, her smile all for him, and she did not look back. Dorrie marveled. For weeks until the Elmdale election a day or two before, Wendy had put her heart and soul into bat- tling the political machine that threatened the town. She had lost; Mayor Dexter was still in office; Charles Lang was still, for all Wendy's efforts to expose him, the town's
respected banker and big business man. And now Wendy seemed not to have a thought in the world but for Gil and for their wedding, which was only a few days away.
But that was Wendy, Dorrie thought — making her choice and putting everything she had into it, putting everything else behind her. Her fight against the Dexter- Lang machine was past history now, along with the other things she had once done and been, along with her war- time days as a foreign correspondent, along with her engagement to Mark Douglas. . . . Resolutely, Dorrie swung her thoughts away from Mark. Gil, this mar- riage, had to be right for Wendy. And after all, why shouldn't it be? They loved each other, which was the important part. Besides that, there were trimmings,, luxurious trimmings. Gil was the son of a very im- portant, very rich family; he was important in his own right, the publisher of the Bulletin, one of New York's largest newspapers. He was charming and likable, and his devotion to Wendy was touching to see.
That evening, when the four of them were having after-dinner coffee in the comfortable old-fashioned liv- ing room of the Elmdale house, Dorrie watched Gil's face as Wendy talked of her wedding plans.
"And we'll have a whole week together at the Long Island house," Wendy was saying, her eyes glowing. "It's such a dream of a place — but then, you'll see it when you come down for the weddin?! It's real]y my idea, and I'm afraid Gil is only humoring me, but I do want us to be alone."
She was sitting on the hassock at her father's feet, as usual. Gil was lounging on the sofa. Now he reached out to touch, gently, the top of her shining head.
"My darling, it's not a case of humoring you. I think it's a wonderful idea."
"So do I," said Sam. "It's a pity, Wendy, that you'll have to go in to the city every day for the broadcast."
"We won't mind," Wendy assured him. "We'll drive in — and it only means an hour and a half."
"What will you do with your apartment, dear?" Dorrie asked.
"Sublet," Wendy answered, and tilted her head to look up at Gil. "Gil, will you mind a few dainty feminine touches in your extremely masculine apartment?"
Gil smiled mysteriously. "We won't be living there, sweet. I've a surprise for you. I think Mother wanted to spring it herself, but I can't resist. She's turning over
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the town house to us for a wedding present."
"Your — " Wendy stopped, looking rather as if the town house, with its servants and its multitudinous rooms, had toppled over on her then and there. "Your mother's house?"
He nodded. "It's too much for her. She's taking an apartment, leaving us the staff, everything."
"But Gil!" Her eyes were wide, almost pleading with him. "It's so — I mean, it's so big!"
Didn't he see? Dorrie thought in bewilderment. He was still smiling as if, instead of distressing Wendy, he'd just granted her her dearest wish.
"It's not really big," he said. "And it's one of the most beautiful residences in the city."
"Yes, I know." Wendy swallowed. "It's a lovely house. It's — breath-taking. I — " She jumped up sud- denly and went to the window. "What's the night like? Gil, there's a full moon on the snow — do you want to take a walk?"
He rose obligingly. "It's cold." Dorrie warned them. "Better wrap up well, both of you."
Sam chuckled. "Don't forget your overshoes; wear some ear-muffs; take along an umbrella and an oil stove," he mimicked.
Dorrie didn't smile. She waited, concentrating on her knitting until the young people had left. Then she said intensely, "Sam, that's the second thing that's happened."
"Second what?" asked Sam blankly.
"First was the wedding." Dorrie looked at him with troubled eyes. "Wendy didn't really want it that way, all big and formal. It was Gil's mother, and Gil—"
"Mm," said Sam, onlv half agreeing. "But I think she's just as glad, now it's been decided that way."
"But the house, Sam! Another woman's house! It'll never be really hers. It's — oh, you wouldn't understand. Only a womian would really understand."
Sam smiled at her fondly. He might not understand about the house, but he understood Dorrie. His mother- less daughter was the only child Dorrie'd ever had, and for the size of her heart, Dorrie should have had a dozen. "At the same time," he told her, "Wendy can hardly look a wedding-gift horse in the mouth, if you'll pardon the inelegant expression. Besides," he added thoughtfully, "Gil's got a position to keep up, you know. Wehdy'll be moving into quite a niche in society as his wife."
Dorrie bent over her knitting, took several stitches before she spoke. "Does Wendy realize that?" she asked in a low voice.
"She's not a child, Dorrie. She's an adult, and a darned smart one. She's not walking into marriage with her eyes closed."
"But she's in love, Sam," said Dorrie softly. "When you're in love as much as that, it's no help to your eye- sight."
"Um." He frowned a little. "You like Gil, don't you, Dorrie?"
She looked up, facing him squarely. "Yes, I do, Sam. But I wonder if we really know him. I wonder if Wendy does. It's come over me bit by bit — that there's much more to his life than we have any notion of. I — I'm afraid I can't put it into words very well, Sam. This big
house of his is an
Aunt Dorrie (played by Tess Sheehan)
Nona Marsh (played by Anne Burr)
example, with the servants and the so- cial life that goes with it. It's what he's always been used to, and it's something we don't know anything about at all."
Sam frowned and lifted his coffee cup. Finding it cold, he set it down again with a little grimace of distaste. Dorrie reached over and warmed it from the pot before he re- plied.
"I know what you mean," he said fi- nally. "I think per- haps I'm inclined to agree with you. But even
one thing we must always remember, Dorrie. It's Wendy's life, not ours. We want all the happi- ness in the world for her, but if she shouldn't find it, we can't be any help — unless she asks us. We must never in- terfere. Never, Dor- rie."
Neither of them mentioned Mark Douglas, who had known Wendy since high school, who had worked with her on the high school paper,
and who had been engaged to her before the war. Neither of them mentioned that it was a long time after Mark's plane had crashed and Mark himself had been supposed dead that Wendy had begun to respond to Gilbert Kendal's ardent suit. And when Mark had been found finally in a remote Lolo village, and had come back after a five-year absence from the civilized world . . . well, it was only a few months ago that Wendy had come to Sam with a personal problem. Mark still loved her and wanted her and was doing his best to win her away from Gil. And she wasn't sure of her own feelings. Sam had given her the only answer he knew — that only she could be sure.
And what was it she'd said when she'd decided to stay with Gil? — That it was he who needed her more, that in spite of his wealth and his worldliness, he was a very lonely man. Whatever happened to him, Mark could stand on his own feet. He could take it. . . .
Mark had taken a lot in the past months. Losing Wendy, and then discovering that the backer for the play he'd been working on was his rival, Gil. He'd blown up at first, refused to let the play be produced, and had gone into hiding, working out his misery on the run-down family farm outside of Elmdale. But he couldn't stay in hiding long, not when Wendy'd needed him in her fight against Dexter and Lang. He'd nearly got himself killed, and he'd certainly been well smeared in the political mud that was slung . . . and now in a few days he would be going to Wendy's wedding, seeing her married to Gil . . .
ON the day after Wendy had returned the Clarion to her father, Mark sat in the farmhouse living room, energetically typing a letter. There was a good fire going in the fireplace; his friend and co-worker, Bob Evans, warmed himself at the flames and watched Mark curiously.
"Well?" he asked finally, when Mark had ripped the sheet from the typewriter, signed it with a flourish, and folded it into an already addressed envelope.
"My resignation as Chairman of the Independent Voters' League of Elmdale," said Mark succinctly.
Bob shook his head. "I thought so. But I don't see whv you're doing it."
"Are you crazy?" Mark inquired. "After the smear- ing I took at that last meeting before the election?"
"But it was a frame-up!" Bob exploded. "Of course the membership doesn't know that — but they won't think more of you if you resign. If they want you out of the chair, let 'em kick you out. Then you can step up on your little soapbox and tell 'em the truth."
"And who'd believe me? I'd be just a sorehead, yell- ing sour grapes. Oh, no — " He broke off, listening for a moment as the sound of a motor broke the country still- ness. 'Then he went on, "No, Bob, I'm resigning from the League, but I'm not resigning from the fight. Only it's got to be played slow and easy — my way. This time I don't want to make any mistakes."
Bob had gone to the window to peer out at the yard. "Company," he announced. "Who — ? Oh, it's your beautiful ex."
It was a moment before Mark realized that Bob meant
Nona. That Nona Marsh had ever been anything of his,
much less a fiancee, even casually, even for a few weeks,
was still not quite believable. In a sense they weren't
friends — allies, rather, as it had suited Nona. Mark
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wanted Wendy, and Nona wanted Gil — with some justifica- tion, Mark had al- ways thought. She was part of Gil's world — rich, social, even distantly re- lated to Gil through his mother.
Mark went to the door to meet her, and saw her picking her way through the packed and piled snow of the farm yard, well wrapped in a mink coat, with a bit of mink on her ex- quisite little head, and with her feet encased in the sheerest of stockings and the lightest of slippers with four-inch heels. "I'll rustle up coffee and sandwiches," Bob offered and tactfully disappeared.
"Welcome to Little America," Mark called to Nona. "Can you manage in those spike heels?"
"I've been walking for years, dear," she assured him, and finally gained the farmhouse steps. "Why don't you sweep all this white stuff into a neat little pile, some- where out of sight? Hello."
Her cheek brushed close within a few inches of his face, a gesture which might or might not have been the offer of a kiss.
"Hello yourself," he greeted her, and reached to help her with her coat. "What're you doing up here?"
"Looking for a fireplace," she said, going to it and standing gratefully close to its warmth. "I'm frozen. Also, I thought we might be friends again. Do you mind?"
"Not at all. I'm a friendly sort. I like to be friends with everybody."
"What a repellent thought. Me, I'm choosy." She picked up the thick, engraved white card that stood on the mantel. "An invitation to the wedding," she mur- mured. "The unkindest cut of all." "No," said Mark, "I asked for one." "You — You're really going?" Her eyebrows rose. "Yes, dear," he answered, falling into her idiom. "But why? A slight case of self-torture?" "I wouldn't say that." But he didn't offer to tell her why he was going — couldn't have told himself why, for that matter. It was just that — well, if there was anything he wanted in this world, it was to remain friends with Wendy, and perhaps to stay as close to her as he decently could without getting in her way. And a little of it was the feeling — ridiculous, of course — that if Wendy needed help, he would be there.
Nona was looking at him speculatively. "You're a queer one," she observed. "I never thought I'd see you at Wendy's wedding."
He grinned crookedly. "You never thought you'd see Wendy's wedding — that's what you really mean."
"Touche." She made a little mocking bow, and sat down in the corner of the sofa. "Where's your fellow- eskimo?"
"Making like a hostess in the kitchen," said Mark. "Well, Miss Marsh? Spill."
"Mark — " she leaned forward earnestly — "Wendy's going to be very unhappy married to Gil. She doesn't know it yet. but she's marrying Mother Kendal as well as Gil. And as you and I both know, Gil isn't quite the plumed knight on horseback she thinks he is. There's a lot more to him than that."
"So," said Mark, "what's there to do about it?" "We could have done something about it," said Nona intensely. "We could have let her know that Gil was in with Charles Lang on that paper mill thing, that it was Gil's money she was really fighting all the while she thought she was fighting Lang and Mayor Dexter. I said let her know, Mark. You needn't have told her, nor I, but we could have seen that she found out."
He moved restlessly. "We've been all through that. Maybe the marriage of hers is the equivalent of her jumping over a cliff — but I'd have jumped over a cliff myself before I destroyed, or let you destroy, what she thinks of Gil. For that matter, I did stick in an oar.
indirectly. I didn't say anything to Wendy, but I did tell Gil what I thought of him."
"You told Gil? When?"
"After that sneak bombing attack on the Clarion. Oh, I know Gil didn't order it, wouldn't have had it happen for the world — but that's the kind of people he's mixed up with. I told him — " Mark went on with bitter relish, because telling Nona these things was a little like telling them to Gil a second time — "that he'd cut his mother's throat to feed his own ego. That his newspaper ideals were incorruptible, but that he wasn't. I told him that he and Charles Lang were cut from the same bolt of cloth."
Nona sat very still, her eyes wide. "And what did he say?"
"Nothing," said Mark. "Oh, he told me to get out, but that was all. Otherwise, he took it. I rubbed that in, too. I told him that although he was twenty poiinds heavier than I and right in the pink, he didn't have the stuff to throw me out. He didn't even have the stuff to push a buzzer and let the strong-arm boys throw me out. I told him that I could scratch matches on his desk or spit on his rug — and he'd take that, too, because he's hollow, he's a figure stuffed with sawdust."
Nona was very pale; Mark felt a twinge of pity. "I'm sorry, Nona," he said more gently. "I know you love him. But that's what I think of him, and that's why, if you've come here with any last-minute tricks or plots or machinations to stop the wedding up your sleeve, I'm serving notice that I don't want to be in on them."
Her lips curved in a bitter smile. "What good would tricks be now? I can't very well ask you to run forward shouting, 'This must not be' when the minister comes to the part about 'if anyone can show just cause why this man and woman should not be joined in wedlock, let him speak now' — or however it goes. But J'm not quit- ting, Mark. I'll never quit."
Mark's head went up warningly, and she went on quickly, "Oh, don't worry, I'm not going to interfere with them now or afterward. But you can't stop me from hoping, and waiting. And that's all I have to do — wait. Because from now on, things are going to be just bump,bump,bump for Wendy — one let-down after another. She knows and hates Gil's being involved with Lang socially; some day she'll find out the rest. Because after this, Lang won't let Gil alone. He knows the hold he's got over Gil because Gil doesn't want Wendy to know of their connection. And he'll use it to bring Gil into other deals, bigger ones. And Lang isn't all of it. There's Mother Kendal. Wendy's moving into a setup she'll hate."
MARK shrugged resignedly, his brief flare of bitterness over. "You seem to know more about Wendy than she knows about herself."
"You don't like hearing the truth, do you?"
"I've heard it all," said Mark, "and I'm tired of it. Everything you say is true. But — Wendy loves the guy. I don't think you quite realize what that means, Nona. You don't realize what she's like, or how she'll fight to save her marriage. And that's why, Nona, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a long time. A good long time."
At that hour, as Mark and Nona sat before the fire in the farmhouse, another couple sat before an- other fire — Wendy and Gil, in the beau- tifully appointed drawing room of Mother Kendal's town house. Sam and Dorrie were with them, having come for luncheon and for their first meeting with Mother Kendal.
Now they were
having coffee, and
Dorrie was still a
little overcome by
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WILLIAM L. SHIRER— returned to the air, via Mutual, this Fall after a much-too-long absence. The author of "End of Berlin Diary" began his dis- tinguished career in 1925 when he joined the staff of the Paris edition of the Chicago Tribune. Chicago-born Shirer is 44, married, and has two daughters. When not in Europe, the Shirer family lives in New York City.
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Maggi McNeills |
Helen Trent |
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12:45 |
Our Gal Sunday |
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1:00 |
NBC Concert Orch. |
Cedric Foster |
Bill Baukhage |
Big Sister |
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1:15 |
Happy Gang |
Nancy Craig |
Ma Perkins |
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1:30 |
Robert McCormick |
Young Dr. Malone |
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1:45 |
Jack Kilty |
Checkerboard Jamboree |
The Guiding Light |
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2:00 |
Double or Nothing |
Queen For A Day |
Bkfst. in Hollywood |
Second Mrs. Burton |
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2:15 |
Perry Mason |
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2:30 |
Today's Children |
Golden Hope Chest |
Bride and Groom |
This Is Nora Drake |
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2:45 |
Light of the World |
Evelyn Winters |
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3:00 |
Life Can Be Beautiful |
Red Benson Movie |
Ladies Be Seated |
David Harum |
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3:15 |
Ma Perkins |
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Hilltop House |
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3:30 |
Pepper Young |
Heart's Desire |
Galen Drake |
House Party |
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3:45 |
Right to Happiness |
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4:00 |
Backstage Wife |
Misc. Programs |
Second Honeymoon |
Hint Hunt |
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4:15 |
Stella Dallas |
The Johnson Family |
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4:30 |
Lorenzo Jones |
Treasury Band Show |
Winner Take All |
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4:45 |
Young Widder Brown |
Two Ton Baker |
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5:00 |
When A Girl Marries |
Adventure Parade |
Challenge of the |
Treasury Bandstand |
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5:15 |
Portia Faces Life |
Capt. Midnight |
Yukon |
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5:30 |
Just Plain Bill |
Superman |
Jack Armstrong |
The Chicagoans |
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5:45 |
Front Page Farrell |
Tom Mix |
Alka Seltzer Time |
EVENING PROGRAMS
EVENING PROGRAMS
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6:00 6:15 6:30 6:45 |
John MacVane Sketches in Melody Sunoco News |
Local Programs |
Eric Sevareid Talks Lowell Thomas |
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7:00 7:15 7:30 7:45 |
Chesterfield Club News of the World The Smoothies H. V. Kaltenborn |
Fulton Lewis, Jr. Dinner Date News Inside of Sports |
Headline Edition Elmer Davis Lone Ranger |
Beulah Jack Smith Show Club 15 Edward R. Murrow |
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8:00 8:15 8:30 8:45 |
Blondie Great Gildersleeve |
Special Agent High Adventure |
Original Amateur Hour, Ted Macks, M.C. |
Mr. Chameleon Dr. Christian |
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9:00 9:15 9:30 9:55 |
Duffy's Tavern Mr. District Attorney |
Gabriel Heatter Radio Newsreel Hollywood Story Bill Henry |
Milton Berle Show Groucho Marx Show |
Your Song and Mine Harvest of Stars with James Melton |
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10:00 10:15 10:30 |
The Big Story Curtain Time |
Opinion-Aire Dance Orch. |
Bing Crosby Meredith Willson |
Time's A-Wastin'! Capitol Cloak Room |
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6:00 6:15 6:30 6:45 |
John MacVane Sketches in Melody Sunoco News |
Local Programs |
Eric Sevareid Frontiers of Science Lowell Thomas |
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7:00 7:15 7:30 7:45 |
Chesterfield Club News of the World The Smoothies H. V. Kaltenborn |
Fulton Lewis, Jr. Dinner Date News Inside of Sports |
Headline Edition Elmer Davis Meredith Willson Musical |
Beulah Jack Smith Show Club 15 Edward R. Murrow |
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8:00 8:15 8:30 |
Mel Torme Show Date With Judy |
Mysterious Traveler Official Detective |
Youth Asks the Government Earl Godwin America's Town Meeting of the Air |
Mystery Theatre Mr. and Mrs. North |
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9:00 9:15 9:30 9:55 |
Bob Hope Show Fibber McGee & Molly |
Gabriel Heatter Radio Newsreel Under Arrest Bill Henry |
Edwin D. Canham |
We, The People "Life With Luigi" |
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10:00 10:15 10:30 |
Big Town People Are Funny |
Public Defender Dance Orchestra |
NAM Series Labor U. S. A. |
Hit The Jackpot Morey Amsterdam Show |
JACK McELRO"^got his start in radio seventeen years ago when he substituted for an announcer who didn't show up for a broadcast. Now, Jack, who tips the scales at 245 pounds, is the M.C. of Breakfast in Holly- wood, heard Mon.-Fri. on ABC sta- tions. He is married to the former Nancy Hurd, who was one of the first women staff announcers in radio.
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NBC |
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ABC |
CUS |
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8:30 8:45 |
Do Vou Remember |
Local Programs |
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9:00 9:15 9:30 9:45 |
Honeymoon in N. Y. Clevelandaires |
Editor's Diary Tell Your Neighbor Bob Poole Show |
Breakfast Club |
CBS News of America Barnyard Follies |
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10:00 10:15 10:30 10:45 |
Fred Waring Road of Life The Brighter Day |
Cecil Brown Faith in Our Time Say It With Music |
My True Story Betty Crocker, Mag- azine of the Air Dorothy Kilgallen |
Music For You Arthur Godfrey |
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11:00 11:15 11:30 11:45 |
This Is Nora Drake We Love And Learn Jack Berch Lora Lawton |
Passing Parade Victor H. Lindlahr Gabriel Heatter's Mailbag Minute Quiz |
Kay Kyser Ted Malone Kiernan's Corner |
Grand Slam Rosemary |
DONALD VOORHEES -silver-haired conductor on NBC's Telephone Hour is known among the trade as a "musi- cian's musician," and has attracted to his orchestra some of the finest instru- mentalists in the country. His hobby is raising Scotch terriers, of which at one time he had 150; he often acts as judge at dog shows in New York City.
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AFTERNOON PROGRAMS
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12:00 12:15 12:30 12:45 |
Hark n ess of Wash- ington Words and Music |
Kate Smitn Speaks Kate Smith Sings Luncheon at Sardi's |
Welcome Travelers Maggi McNeills |
Wendy Warren Aunt Jenny Helen Trent Our Gal Sunday |
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1:00 1:15 1:30 1:45 |
Art Van Damme Quartet Robert McCormick Jack Kilty |
Cedric Foster Happy Gang Checkerboard Jamboree |
Bill Baukhage Nancy Craig |
Big Sister Ma Perkins Young Dr. Malone The Guiding Light |
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2:00 2:15 2:30 2:45 |
Double or Nothing Today's Children Light of the World |
Queen For a Day Golden Hope Chest |
Bkfst. in Hllywd. Bride and Groom |
Second Mrs. Burton Perry Mason This Is Nora Drake Evelyn Winters |
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3:00 3:15 3:30 3:45 |
Life Can Be Beautiful Ma Perkins Pepper Young Right to Happiness |
Red Benson Movie Show Heart's Desire |
Ladies Be Seated Galen Drake |
David Harum Hilltop House House Party |
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4:00 4:15 4:30 4:45 |
Backstage Wife Stella Dallas Lorenzo Jones Young Widder Brown |
Misc. Programs Johnson Family Misc. Programs Two Ton Baker |
Second Honeymoon Treasury Band Show |
Hint Hunt Winner Take All |
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5:00 5:15 5:30 5:45 |
When A Girl Marries Portia Faces Life Just Plain Bill Front Page Farrell |
Adventure Parade Capt. Midnight Superman Tom Mix |
The Green Hornet Sky King |
Treasury Bandstand The Chicagoans Alka Seltzer Time |
EVENING PROGRAMS
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6:00 6:15 6:30 6:45 |
Sketches in Melody Sunoco News |
Local Programs |
Local Programs |
Eric Sevareid Of Men and Books Lowell Thomas |
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7:00 7:15 7:30 7:45 |
Chesterfield Club News of the World Art Van Damme Quintet |
Fulton Lewis, Jr. Dinner Date News Inside Sports |
Headline Edition Elmer Davis Final Edition |
Beulah Jack Smith Show Club 15 Edward R. Murrow |
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8:00 8:15 8:30 |
Aldrich Family Burns and Allen |
Talent Jackpot Better Half Quiz |
Abbott and Costello To Be Announced |
The F.B.I, in Peace and War Mr. Keen |
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19:00 9:15 9:30 9:55 |
Al Jolson Show Dorothy Lamour |
Gabriel Heatter Radio Newsreel Revere Revue Bill Henry |
Child's World |
Suspense Crime Photographer |
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10:00 10:15 10:30 |
Screen Guild Theatre Fred Waring Show |
Family Theatre Dance Orch. |
Local Programs |
Hallmark Playhouse First Nighter |
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NBC |
MBS |
ABC |
CBS |
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8:30 8:45 |
Do You Remember |
Local Programs |
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9:00 9:15 9:30 9:45 |
Honeymoon in N. Y. Clevelandaires |
Editor's Diary Tell Your Neighbor Bob Poole Show |
Breakfast Club |
CBS News of America Barnyard Follies |
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10:00 10:15 10:30 10:45 |
Fred Waring Road of Life The Brighter Day |
Cecil Brown Faith in Our Time Say It With Music |
My True Story Betty Cracker Mag- azine of the Air The Listening Post |
Music For You Arthur Godfrey |
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11:00 11:15 11:30 11:45 |
This Is Nora Drake We Love And Learn Jack Berch Lora Lawton |
Passing Parade Victor H. Lindlahr Gabriel Heatter's Mailbag Minute Quiz |
Kay Kyser Ted Malone Kiernan's Corner |
Grand Slam Rosemary |
AFTERNOON PROGRAMS
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12:00 |
Kate Smith Speaks |
Welcome Travelers |
Wendy Warren |
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12:15 |