Modern Screen 1957-11 Vol. 51, No. 11

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uf ‘9 DOCTORS SAVE LIZ TAYLOR’S BABY THE COMPLETE STORY reen DEBBIE TELLS LOUELLA the truth about her marriage Sal Mineo’s nart-warming ANKSGIVING MIRACLE a teen fan reports on Hollywood’s nicest star DORIS MET MY BUS!

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jim NOV 14% 'S5/ Beth tela wave of envy for the woman in the green sedan Beth knew the couple with the green sedan had been married for years. Yet he was attentive as a bridegroom. “If only George were like that’’, she reflected. But George was not—and there was a “why”. Halitosis—bad breath. The most common cause of bad breath is germs... Listerine kills germs by millions The most common cause of bad breath (halitosis) is germs in the mouth. Tests show Listerine kills every germ found in the mouth instantly, on contact—to help keep breath fresher, sweeter, longer. Tooth paste can’t kill germs the way Listerine does Tooth paste can’t kill germs the way Listerine does, because no tooth paste is antiseptic. That’s why Listerine stops bad breath four times better than tooth paste. Gargle Listerine full-strength, morning and night. CADIS i Ne LISTERINE ANTISEPTIC stops bad breath 4 times better than tooth paste

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1 ey: isa gt Er td eee NOVEMBER, 1957 7 AMERICA’S GREATEST MOVIE MAGAZINE . modern screen. STORIES 31 = Editorial 32 Open Letter to Frank Sinatra’s Kids 34 Debbie Tells Louella Parsons—The Truth About Our Marriage (Debbie Reynolds-Eddie Fisher) 36 Sal Mineo’s Thanksgiving Miracle by Ed DeBlasio 38 Harry Belafonte: Just Where Do I Belong? by Daniel Stern 42 Tommy And Me (Tommy Sands) by Molly Bee 46 I Trailed Doris Day by Sally Mazzella 48 “I’m No Longer Carmen Orrico... I’m Now Johnny Saxon .. by Pamela Herbert 50 “We Touched A Few Stars” (Kim Novak) as told to Beverly Ott 52 Pat Levels With Us by Pat Boone 54 The Lord Giveth (Liz Taylor) by Linda Matthews 56 The Lord Taketh Away (Marilyn Monroe) by N. Polsky 60 We Applaud Mrs. Robert Taylor » FEATURES ise your GO0d) |" co exits cemrn eee 12 “Help—Gotta Bail My Wife Out Of Hock!” (Jerry Lewis) common sense! 13 November Birthdays 26 James MacArthur Gets The Good News Think! Think how you had to struggle, 28 Van Sees Red! Red Socks, That Is... (Van Johnson) struggle, struggle with that miserable 29 “It’s Not So Easy To Get Married” (Kim Hunter) belt-pin-pad contraption last month and last year and all the times before that! DEPARTMENTS Think how uncomfortable it was! Does 15 Louella Parsons In Hollywood it make sense to go on and on when 4 The Inside Story millions of Tampax users say they almost 6) New Moviess “by Florenceltinsten forget about time of the month? 62 $100 For You Tampax® internal sanitary |protection 70°. NodéuniScréen Fashions makes things so much simpler for you. 72eMcdenice conuseauty Since Tampax is worn internally, odor can’t form. What’s more, nothing can Color portrait of Doris Day on the cover by Mead-Madick. Doris can currently show. You can shower or bathe. Tampax be seen in Warner Bros. THE Pasama GAME. Watch for her soon in Paramount's : won't absorb any water. There are no TEACHER’s Pet. Other photographers’ credits on page 75. disposal problems with Tampax. No carrying problems either. A supply of Tampax can be slipped into your very DAVID MYERS, editor. smallest handbag. JIM HOFFMAN, managing editor ERNESTINE R. COOKE, ed. asst. It makes sense to use the easy way— RHYN SERLIN, story editor KEN REGAN, photo research the Tampax way. Choose frorithreeaie M. RAUSCHENBERGER, assoc. editor GENE HOYT, photo research : : GWENN WALTERS, fashion and beauty director sorbencies (Regular, Super, Junior) FERNANDO TEXIDOR, art director puhetever dmg products.ate sold: Tanipax J, WILLIAM LUSZCZ, art editor PIERRE DU FAYET, asst. art editor Incorporated, Palmer, Mass. NOTICE TO SUBSCRIBERS Changes of address should reach us five weeks in advance of the next issue date. Give both your old and new address, enclosing if possible your old address label. POSTMASTER: Please send notice on Form No. 3579 to 76 Ninth Avenue, New York 11, N. Y. MODERN SCREEN, Vol. 51, No. 11, November, 1957. Published monthly except January by Dell Publishing . Company, Inc. Office of publication at Washington and South Aves., Dunellen, N. J. Executive and editorial offices, 961 Fifth Avenue, New York 16, N. Y. Dell Subscription Service: 10 West 33rd St., New York 1,N. Y. Chicago advertising office, 221 No. LaSalle St., Chicago, Ill. George T. Delacorte, Jr., President; Helen Meyer, Vice-Pres.; Albert P. Delacorte, Vice-Pres. Published simultaneously in the Dominion of Canada. International copyright secured under the provisions of the Revised Convention for the protection of Literary and Artistic Works. All rights reserved under the Buenos Aires Convention. Single copy price 25c in U. S. A. and Pos- sessions, and Canada. Subscriptions in U. S. A. and Canada $2.25 one year, $3.50 two years; $4.75 three ; Invented by a doctor— years; foreign, $3.25 a year. Reentered as second class matter March 25, 1957, at the Post Office at Dunellen, now used by millions of women N. J., under Act of March 3, 1879. Copyright 1957 by Dell Publishing Company, Inc. Printed in U. S. A. The publishers accept no responsibility for the return of unsolicited material. Trademark No. 596,800.

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...the story of the ex-sheriff who'd worn it—till he’d faced one gun too many...the young sheriff he had to teach to wear it—or watch die...and the boy who lived only to wear one of his own! TIN STAR ...and $40 a month—that’s what they gave you for protecting people who ran like rabbits when the going got rough! TIN STAR ...another superbly powerful triumph from Perlberg and Seaton, producers of “The Country Girl” and “The Proud and Profane!” Paramount presents . HENRY ANTHONY - FONDA: PERKINS IN A PERLBERG-SEATON PRODUCTION co-starring BETSY PALMER:MICHEL RAY NEVILLE BRAND - JOHN McINTIRE Produced by William Perlberg and George Seaton Directed by Anthony Mann - Screenplay by Dudley Nichols From a Story by Barney Slater and Joel Kane - A Paramour* Release :

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6 NEW MOVIES. by MDocmce opélein FOR DRAMA Tip On A Dead Jockey Time Limit “Slim Carter” Johnny Trouble FOR SPECTACLE The Sun Also Rises FOR COMEDY Les Girls Operation Madball FOR ADVENTURE The Tin Star Pick-Up Alley FOR LOVE The Woman In The Dressing Gown Tyrone Power and Ava Gardner are caught in a tense moment from THE Sun Arso Rises. The film is based on Ernest Hemingway’s thrilling nov Ava Gardner Tyrone Power Mel Ferrer Errol Flynn Eddie Albert THE SUN ALSO RISES romance a la Hemingway " This movie is very faithful to the novel that made Ernest Hemingway famous. The sun rises, in that famous era of the 1920’s, on a group of very lost, very attractive exiles who while away their time in Paris, Biarritz and Spain. They are always trying for happi- ness but never get more than multiple hang- overs. Tyrone Power, newspaperman, made impotent by a war injury, still loves Ava Gardner, who takes out her frustration in destructive love affairs. Throughout, she is engaged to Errol Flynn, a free-spending but bankrupt Englishman who brings a great deal of pathos and comedy to his role as hangdog suitor. Mel Ferrer, late of Princeton, becomes infatuated with Ava and won’t let her alone, despite everybody’s pleas to drop dead. Ava and the boys (Tyrone, Mel, Errol and Eddie Albert) take a little trip to Spain where the bullfights are. Here the movie rises to the magnificence of all the pageantry and color that invades the town during festival time. There is a wonderful scene where Errol and Eddie run drunkenly through the streets into the bullring, followed by the bulls and a crowd of celebrants. It’s the custom for the bulls to run through the streets when the sea- son opens. Naturally, Ava falls for a mata- dor, Robert Evans, and is on her way to ruin- ing his young life, but she reconsiders in time. It is a handsome film.—CINEMAScoPE, 20TH- Fox. Gene Kelly Mitzi Gaynor Kay Kendall Taina Elg Jacques Bergerac LES GIRLS sparkling comedy ™ Les Girls sparkles like diamonds, cracks like a whip, glows with feminine beauty, vibrant color and the grace of Gene Kelly and Mitzi Gaynor. The songs are by Cole Porter. It is certainly a brilliant musical comedy. But the story is another story. Once there were three girls and a guy in Paris—they had a dance act. Years later, safely married to a Lord, gorgeous Kay Kendall—one of the girls— writes a book, casually destroying the repu- tation of another of the girls—provocative Taina Elg—who thought she was safely mar- ried to rich Jacques Bergerac. Taina sues for libel and tells ev story in court. Her story not only gives the lie to Kay’s story, but buries Kay’s reputation in piles of mud. When Taina is through, Gene Kelly tells his story which, though it mildly threatens his marriage to Mitzi, whitewashes Kay and Taina. Y: never know which story is true, and I su pose that’s the whole point of this very cynic spoof, but you do get plenty of laughs. Ea one of these very talented people is given }} head, and uses it to turn in hilarious and sci tillating performances—CINEMAScorE, MG] THE TIN STAR Tony Perki Henry Fon Betsy Palm excellent Western Michel R Neville Bra ™" This Western has _ everything—includi Tony Perkins. He’s just been made sheriff a town because nobody else wanted the jc Well, Neville Brand wanted it, but if th bully got it, nobody else would be safe. there’s Tony, stuck to a tin star, with abs lutely no knowledge of how to face up Neville Brand or even of how to shoot fir Also, his girl, Mary Webster, won’t have an thing to do with him anymore—she war to be a wife, not a widow. Into this rid stranger Henry Fonda, carting a dead crin nal for the reward money. Everybody thin Henry’s just a bloodthirsty bounty hunt and they turn their backs on him. Exce Betsy Palmer. Betsy knows what it’s like be snubbed be- (Continued on page

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-PAULETTE GODDARD takes a ribbing m@ Some years ago, Paulette Goddard and Burgess Meredith—Mr. and Mrs. Meredith, | | that is—bought a lot at Trancas Beach north of Malibu. It was next door to the | home of Paulette’s good friend, Merle | Oberon. Paulette, leaving for England, | alone, jokingly told her husband that she hoped the house would be built and the landscaping completed by the time she returned in four weeks. As soon as Paulette stepped off the plane in Hollywood, Merle invited her and Burgess to spend the week end at her beach house. When they got there it was already dark. Merle, in a mischievous | mood. suddenly asked Burgess, “Did you | tell Sugar what happened to your lot?” | Taking the cue, he replied, “Why did | you mention that, Merle? I didn’t want to spoil her first evening at home.” “What happened?” asked Paulette anx- iously. “For heaven’s sake, tell me!” “Well, you said you wanted me to start building, so I hired a contractor to level off the property. I’m sorry, but they bull- dozed most of the lot into the sea.” | “They did what?” shrieked Paulette. | “It looks like the top of Vesuvius,” said | Merle with a straight face. | “Oh, we'll be able to build there—just wont be able to swim. Of course,’ Burgess | said, “not a real house—maybe a quonset | or something that won't rot from seepage.” | Paulette was hopping mad. “It’s just the sort of thing you'd do.” she accused her husband. “What contractor would do such a stupid thing anyway?” “The Murphy Brothers,” Burgess told her. “Anyway,” he added consolingly, “at least we won’t be bothered by trespassers coming to fish any more—not with so much dirt pushed in by the rocks.” Paulette couldn’t look at the damage to her property since it was pitch dark, = = | ‘ : : 5 Hair with the but early next morning she noticed two men on the nearby lot. “Look.” she cried, | “there are those miserable, mangy Murphy Brothers. ’m going to tell them exactly fresh you ng HALO look what I think of them!” Of course, as soon as she stepped out on ett eeeenetecetin i es Aa ign onairbadatate, Merle’s patio, Paulette saw that their lot is softer, brighter had not been bulldozed into the sea, after all. She was so relieved that she forgave the rib and laughed along with the others. : : But next day she turned the tables on : bd her husband. Two characters marched out- | side his dressing room at the studio. They | carried signs, reading: Burcess Mere- pitH Unrair To THE MurpHy Broruers. Burgess Meredith is currently in U-I’s Joe BUTTERFLY. —for no other shampoo offers Halo’s unique cleansing ingredient, so effec- tive yet so mild. And there are no unnecessary ingredients in Halo. No greasy oils or creamy substances to interfere with cleaning action, no soap to leave dirt-catching film. Halo, = even in hardest water, leaves your hair softer, brighter, whistle clean.

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| “HELP— gotta bail my wife out of hock!’ @ Come October, the Jerry Lewises will have a new baby—their fourth. And prob- ably Jerry will remember again the first | time an heir came to them. Because Jerry 7 almost went crazy raising the money 10 bail his wife out of the hospital! Of course. no hospital would keep a woman prisoner until her husband could pay the doctor. But Jerry. in his van didn’t stop to think of that! He knew the™ bill for Patti’s stay in the New York) hospital was $120—and not only didnt Jerry have $120. he was badly in debt! Twelve years ago. when Gary was born.) the Lewises lived in a tiny, cheap, one-| room apartment in Newark. New Jersey. and penny-counting was the rule. When he worked, he made good money—but there just wasn’t enough work for a comedian who hadn’t quite hit the big time. . Washed Veena | S022 rend etal Loves noe op a bb z T job in a night club in Baltimore. They. with another curl-kee in were so badly in debt Jerry had to ask for his entire salary in advance. to pay of : the creditors who were hounding him. Nat | leadin N EW urally this was the moment Gary decidec to become a full-fledged Lewis. Jerry was in Baltimore and his mother called him h | WO 0 D B U RY | to report that Patti had entered a hospita S ampoo P : in New York. At four a.m. Jerry finishec his show and caught the next train to Ne York. The next afternoon Gary was born : Patti, in the hospital for five days anc. Unretouched photo of Jan Rylander, St. James, L. I. (See her pretty face below. ) the tab would be $120. Jerry figured he? had to raise $120 to get his wife and son Back he went to Baltimore to finish ou’ 3 GOOD HOUSEKEEPING MAGAZINE the last two days of his engagement. He proved in its famous testing laboratory: | | couldn’t ask his employer for money—h New Woodbury Shampoo holds curl | already had his entire salary in advance better, keeps set longer! Example ———- —, He scraped up enough money to gi shown above: Left side of Jan’s a home to Newark, New Jersey—he'd rais\ it there. from one of the neighbors. Bu. hair, washed with her usual EE 5 maybe his desperate hand-to-mouth livins shampoo, got limp, stragegly. . é ; was too well known: none of his neigh aie washed with ] new bors wanted to lend him the money! NAOT ODT ES TEES ORUUT AMEN, WOOdRURY He had just enough money to get to Ney beautifully manageable. York: he’d appeal to his friends. j. “Fellows.” he said, “this is it. I don’) even have enough money to hop a subwa’ ; nae 7 to the hospital, let alone bail Patti out Good Housekeeping Mag ’s laborator : : hese : Dit Mutya s ele iaey, ‘ I can’t leave her there. You've got to hel| New Woodbury with its curl-keeping ingredient holds _ me! I’ve got to get her out of the hospital! ’; waves best! Protects hair from drying out — leaves we : Three of his friends came through. | it shiny-clean, without dull soap film! Costs less ; Things will be a lot different when thei than other brands — a generous bottle is only 39¢. fourth baby is born, but Jerry will neve} If it isn’t the finest you ever tried, we'll return forget what he went through—to bail hi your money! Fair enough? wife and first child out of hock... . Leading shampoos were tested this way on hundreds of women. Results were checked by Jerry’s in Paramount's THE DELICAT WOODBURY HOLDS CURL BETTER, KEEPS SET LONGER DELINQUENT and THE Sap SACK.

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NOVEMBER BIRTHDAYS § If your birthday falls in November, yu’re sharing it with: Sovember i—Jess Richards i Betsy Palmer H November 4—Gig Young Cameron Mitchell ovember 5—Joel McCrea F Vivien Leigh Roy Rogers Richard Davalos ovember 7—Dean Jagger ‘ovember 8—Katharine Hepburn ‘ovember 9—Hedy Lamarr ‘ovember 10—Richard Burton ‘ovember 11—Robert Ryan f Pat O’Brien “ovember 12—Kim Hunter Grace Kelly ‘ovember 13—Linda Christian “ovember 14—Veronica Lake Brian Keith “ovember 15—Lloyd Bridges John Kerr ‘ovember 17—Rock Hudson ‘ovember 19—Clifton Webb Tovember 20—Evelyn Keyes Jovember 21—Vivian Blaine Ralph Meeker Jovember 23—Boris Karloff Jovember 24—Howard Duff Jovember 25—Jeffrey Hunter Ricardo Montalban 2s—Gloria Grahame <¥ ovember Dick Powell November 14 Surt Lancaster Vovember 2 Virginia Mayo Wovember 30 ‘Gene Tierney November 20 Your birthstone is a topaz. Your flower is a chrysanthemum. Tf you want to send your favorite Stars a birthday card, write to them in care oi their studio. 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%* I never had a nicer party! % Modern Screen plays Cupid! IN THIS ISSUE tra tra — a new Romance... > @ oy w) w) ° of Y on © 2. hollywood % Hugh O’Brian and Nancy S * Wedding Bells for Kim? modern screen’s 8 | LOUELLA PARSONS |

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LOUELLA PARSONS in hollywood Eddie, Debbie, and June and Dick—the Fishers and the Powells, that is—celebrated my birthday with me at Jimmy McHugh’s party. And what a lovely celebration! I feel like a veal scoop-artist—catching Gary Cooper with a smile! Could it be that 16 pretty little Martha Hyer finally managed to tickle Coop’s funny-bone with a joke? louella parsons’ I went to the most marvelous party—but perhaps I’m prejudiced .. . because it was for me! I NEVER HAD A NICER PARTY in my whole life than the wonderful birthday | party Jimmy McHugh gave me in the beauti | ful gardens of his Beverly Hills home. And Ff how could I miss with Eddie Fisher,’ Tommy Sands and Pat Boone all sing | ing Happy Birthday to me? I’d just aboul) made up my mind I wasn't going to celebrate | any more birthdays—in public anyway—) when this lovely party came along. i The summer afternoon and evening were i perfect: white umbrellas dotted the lawn; the a flowers were blooming their bloomingest, and } the music ranged from Scotch bagpipes to! calypso! q Among the first quests to arrive were Maria, i Rocky and Gary Cooper—Gary a picture . of sartorial splender in pale yellow shirt,| yellow tie and slacks and a gray sports jacket. They brought me a large bottle of perfume from Europe which had not yet been i released for this country. “An exclusive,” Rocky laughingly told me. I got a big kick | out of the fact that Maria had made my birth- |. day card herself, and stunning it was, printed | in silver lettering with the name of my paper..| Tue Los ANGELES EXAMINER, across the top:) like a headline. | I hardly knew Shirley Jones when she first walked in with her bridegroom Jack Cassidy. In a slim and sophisticated dark! sheath, with her hair cut in a most chic man- ner, she looked nothing like the candy-box type beauty she was in Oklahoma! Someone remarked how much she looks like Eleanor Parker—acnd that ain't bad lookin’. It seemed to me my little friend Debbie Reynolds was very quiet and she stuck close to Eddie's side. Debbie’s dress was light- weight brown wool with a plaid collar. But Eddie was very exuberant, and he was the one who organized the Happy Birthday sing- a y

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mg in my honor—so very thoughtful of him. I got a kick listening in on Pat Boone alking about the thoroughbred race horse he ought in Kentucky while on location for spring Love. If Pat had another Swaps on his E.ands, he couldn't be more excited. Shirley Fcughingly told me, “He thinks he’s going to “vin all the $100,000 races with his horse.” Carolyn Jones, who was so striking as tthe femme fatale in Bachelor Party, is equally + tartling looking off screen, with her sharply ‘lipped black hair. Her cocktail dress was a slack and white striped linen. Susan Oliver, whom I recently nomi- rated for stardom in this depariment, came frit perennially popular bachelor Richard 7 Sully. A few days later, pretty blonde Susan Lvs the victim of a practical joker who re- sorted to the newspapers that Susan had ‘narried New York actor Richard Bermudez n Las Vegas. Her studio, WARNER'S, were slenty upset about their fair-haired doll get- ing married without notifying them, before ‘Susan revealed the hoax by saying ‘l’ve Paeyer been in Las Vegas and I've never met the man.” So many good friends, literally hundreds of them, dropped by to add luster to this perfect ay in my lite—Zsa Zsa Gabor, bubbling ike champagne: Irene Dunne, who had ust been honored by an appointment to the =| United Nations by President Eisenhower: “Doris Day and Marty Melcher, Lucille and "Gene Markey, the Buddy Adlers and the Mervyn Le Roys, Barbara Stanwyck and Cesar Romero, Nancy Sinatra and Hugh O’Brian, Natalie Wood and Bob Wag- “ner, the Nat “‘King’’ Coles, Molly Bee =\ ith Tommy Sands, Rosemary and Bob Stack, Gracie Allen and George Burns *qll made me happy by coming to Jimmy’s iMovely party. sy Jones and handsome hi le the hors d’oe her ire, SO RIGHT Tab Hunter and Molly Bee a ner item? Not on your life! y Sands is who theyre talki 1 & H TO | birthday com Thai’s Mariy Melcher li And 1 7 i. b & $ t E ' i i t E en peony Penny tomer mere,

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] 8 LOUELLA PARSONS in hollywood continued Cee eee ee 7/7. TT MOHAN HnMH HOH HHMHMNAHANMUHNHMHHNTNHHMMAMKMMNKHNHAMNAANANKNAMNMNTORNNNN “I've never been in love before,” Bob Wagener told me as serious as an owl. “I've never felt about any girl the way I do about Natalie. I was miserable away from her all the time I was making Stopover Tokyo in Japan.” I claim that’s quite an admission from pop- ular Mr. Wagner who, until Natalie Wood, had played the field high, wide and hand- some. He dated many pretty girls. But, by his own admission, they meant nothing more than charming friends. “Do you know,” he mused, “that big party given in your honor by Mopern Screen— after the magazine awards had been pre- sented on Ed Sullivan’s tv show last year— well, that party will always stay in my memory because I met Natalie there. “I forget who she was with, but I came alone. I hung around her until someone finally introduced us. I remember I asked her to lunch with me the next day because I couldn't wait. Was I surprised when she accepted! z=__"l"_"_ A TTA HEHOOHOHANNKATTHHOHONMNHAAAAAAAMIMNAEOMAAEAAAAINMNNTYSNAAMAIAUNINAMAAMAAAAMAMONAaNaeNe! MODERN SCREEN PLAYS CUPID: “No, we haven't gone steady since then. Natalie dated Nicky Hilton and I took out several other girls. “I think it took that trip to Tokyo and the long separation from her to make me realize just what my true feelings are.” In fact, Robert is so much in love that he offered to make the sacrifice supreme to an actor and take the second male lead in Mar- jorie Morningstar just to be near the lady of his heart! But his home studio, 20TH CENTURY- Fox, said a loud Nay! Be that as it may, it didn't keep Bob from accompanying Natalie East when she left via train for the New York locations. Whether this romance will lead to marriage, I really don't know. Natalie is a very ambi- tious girl and also she is very young. Here- tofore, she has been very fickle as well. But there’s no doubt of the way Bob feels about her, even though they continue to quar- rel and make up and make up and quarrel like all young romancers do. = 3 Mg a hides a cima

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VEDDING BELLS ive when she called me from e day she returned from Europe. She hadnt lked one minute before I realized she has big crush on Mario Bandini, the handsome xan who first caught her eye on a previous p to Europe. Just how serious this romance is I don’t 1ow, although my friend Kim even weni so r as to say. “I don’t know how we can work it the marriage problem of Mario's work -eping him in Tialy and mine keeping me cat he wanted io clear up iwo is not a count, as American m. Secondly, “I don’t kno Svak is in love with me or rve sounded abrupi, but like : 2 handsome Mario may res privacy” by the press. th stween Mac and mporarily. I rather yaually through wiih Mac when her ro ith Frank Sinatra was ai it hen it cooled, she was righi back w While she was in Europe, I xly told me about her “plight” patch of poison ivy while exploring some Cc tums near the country esiaie of Mario ter, “And ft look a mess.” From Paris, she wroie enthusi vi 1 the sights she was seeing and ends who were visitng her in the very hea yank apartment COLUMBIA nted for her siay. ‘The apariment is two stories with a cuie tle elevator, but it didn’t seem so cute when got stuck im it! For a moment I was really @ panic because the direciions for an pergency were wiitien in French. I ared, I went absolutely blank on what litt ench I con read. So I just siarted p ] the buttons, and soon help came!” Amusingly enough, this brought back memo- of when I was stuck im on elevator in THS on a visit to France many years ago. many Ward was hostessing a parity in my ner and was becoming very annoyed be- tuse I was quite late. What Fanny didn’t know—uniil I ied—-~was that I was stuck for over thirty inutes in the elevator of her building BOVE Kim Novak tsa kiss jrom her 2ung nephew Billy at the airport in home- -on Chicago. That's Mr. and Mrs. Novak oking on—and looking as ij they just cawit ait io hear when Mario Bandini will be iting them too! IGHT Frank Sinatra wined, dined, and ro- anced our Kim noi too long ago—bui I must imzt the love-light in her eyes these days— st there by Mario—is something like we've -uer seen before. li could mean marriaze! FOR KIM?

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LOUELLA PARSONS in hollywood continued MY PERSONAL OPINIONS: Barbara Stanwyck and Cesar Ro- Tab Hunter is a wise boy in saying Sophia Loren proves her sense of hu- mero, both with silver gray hair, are the _ that he'll never have another big fight with his mor by getting a big kick out of being called best looking mature daters in town... . studio, and remain on suspension so long... . “the Passionate Pizza’. Rhonda Fleming always dresses as though she just stepped from in front of a technicolor camera. She prefers to wear dresses of blue the color of her eyes, with a trim of gold—the color of her hair. And she always looks beautiful. | What's the matter? Mike Todd hasn't} bought Elizabeth Taylor a new diamond in two months! Jeffrey Hunter’s fans don‘t mind in the least that he married Dusty Bartlett. But Tommy Sands’ fans act like they'll) commit hara kiri if he gets married. .. . There's been no public quarreling between Anita Ekberg and Anthony Steele ever 20 since he went solidly on the wagon... .

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I honestly believe that Hugh O’Brian, Wyatt Earp to you, would ask Nancy Sinatra to marry him if there weren't so many if's between them. Hugh told me himself he had never met a finer woman than Frank’s ex-wife. He told me that she is a wonderfully sympathetic person to be around. ’’She is intelligent and so pretty and always so interested in what you are saying to her instead of thinking about wheth- er her lipstick is on straight,’ he said. Hugh and Nancy have been acquainted for some time. But their friendship began to blos- som when he became seriously interested in singing—and I can tell you that this boy has a fine voice. Wait until you hear his record, Hugh O'Brian Sings The Songs of Wyatt Earp! He began inviting Nancy to go with him to cut his records and she gave him good ad- vice. After all, you'll agree that she’s a girl who should know something about singing and records after twelve years as Mrs. Frank Sinatra. I understand it is Nancy who has insisted on keeping their friendship on just that basis —friendship. Despite the fact that she is the mother of three, the eldest being seventeen- year-old Nancy, Jr.—she is only thirty-six and Hugh is thirty-two. Many couples have sur- mounted an age difference much greater than that. But Nancy told Hugh, like the good pal she is, ‘You've never been married. My family is growing up. You meet some nice young girl and start your family from the beginning.” A wise woman, this Nancy. Shirley MacLaine, the green-eyed honey from Pajama Game and other musical hits on Broadway, who is coming up fast as a non-singing, non-dancing dramatic actress in movies. Until Natalie Wood was actually handed Marjorie Morningstar, Shirley was the hottest contender for this prize acting part. A top agent told me, ‘She is going to be big league whether or not she ever sings another note. She’s got what it takes.” Surprisingly enough, Missy MacLaine has never had a dramatic: lesson in her life. Ask her how she came by her natural dramatic ability and she says, “I just try to capture the mood of the character. I try to think as she does, even when I'm away from the cameras.” This original system has paid off well be- cause Shirley is featured in The Matchmaker for Don Hartman, which is now in production. She’s completed Hot Spell, a stark drama with Shirley Booth. She was the engaging heroine of Mike Todd’s Around the World in 80 Days, and she was properly mysterious in Alfred Hitchcock’s thriller The Trouble With Harry. Born Shirley Beatty, in Arlington, Virginia, she hails from a non-theatrical family. ‘But it never occurred to me that there was any profession other than acting for me,” she says. After two small parts in Broadway musicals she was handed her smash role in Pajama Game singing Hernando’s Hideway and Steam Heat. In private life she’s married to Steve Parker and has a year-old daughter named Stephanie. 2]

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LOUELLA PARSONS in hollywood continued UU UUUEERAAACERTGRALTCSUATTAGAAUA UOTE cceeeeeceecetoonoosaouonoieannesacessnisenssssninnneninnnuiinme { I’m on my SOAP BOX... . .. to throw a big kiss to Rosanno Brazzi, r an Italian, for having the courage to stand up | and de-bunk the popular idea that movies j made in Italy and other European countries j are sheer art and Hollywood’s product is pure- . ly commercial. | “If, by art, they mean showing just the q poverty-stricken side of conditions against slum backgrounds with character types who | look as though they were on the verge of starvation, then I agree the European output is artistic,” he snorts. 7 “But the seamy side of life in my native country of today is no more authentic than { a series based on Grapes Of Wrath would i reflect conditions in the USA of 1957. There | have been so many pictures, particularly the ones made by Vittorio di Sica, about street : urchins and heroines in tatters, that some fans I have met have asked me if we have modem 4 plumbing in Italy!” Rosanno, who was just briefly in Hollywood | en route to Honolulu for South Pacific—in { which he plays the role created by the late beloved Ezio Pinza—is really steamed up 4 on this subject. ‘Why don’t they make some movies showing the gorgeous clothes created in Italy by the Fontana sisters and many other great designers? What is wrong with glamor? The world loves it, and beauty and luxury are rampant throughout much of Italy and Europe. “So they laugh at American producers— in some quarters—for making films that glorify this country. They call them ‘commercial’ and unimportant. They are so unimportant that they have just made the entire world hope and beg to be permitted to come to the USA to live—that's all.” Well-spoken, my friend. C0 EEE ULL T TT T TTT V0TCUIUUC UCC UCC C0002 ee THE LETTER BOX: From Albany, Lora, Toni and Nina ask me if we've all noticed “The strong resemblance between Shirley Jones and Piper Lau- rie, Rock Hudson and Race Gentry, Valerie Allen and Ava Gardner, Tommy Sands and Dewey Martin, Tony Perkins and John Cassavetes and Pat Boone and Craig Hill?’’ Come to think of it, girls, there are some strong. look-alikes in there. ... “Where do you get that stuff that Inger Stevens is Swedish?” asks B. Deering, of New York, who signs the letter, “angrily yours.” I get ‘that stuff’ straight from her biography, which states that Inger was born in Stockholm, Sweden... . Alicia Adams, Stockton, California, suggests: “How about Paul Newman to play the title role in the life of John Garfield which I understand is to be filmed?’’ Not a bad idea, Alicia, not bad at all... . “I sneer every time I hear one of the ‘poor’ Hollywood producers crying for good talent when they let a great artist like Howard Keel go a long time between pictures,” writes Sandra Friedman, Philadelphia. Howard has been doing very well on the nightclub circuit, Sandra, and he’s making plenty of moola, so don’t worry... . Ina Newberg thinks Carolyn Jones is the most distinctive of the new actresses, and says many friends in Indianapolis agree with her after seeing Carolyn in Bachelor Party: “She is a young Bette Davis and can be de- veloped into as fine an actress as Bette if she is given the right parts,” opines Ina. It may amuse you to know that Bette Davis herself sees aq remarkable likeness between them. “I had the feeling I was seeing myself twenty years ago when I met Carolyn for the first time,” said Bette to me... . “You seldom run letters from fans in Wyoming’ prods Genevieve Herrera of Lin- gle, Wyoming, “so it may surprise you to hear that we are just crazy about Elvis Presley here and his pictures make lots of money at the box office.” Glad to hear about Elvis from another part of the country, Gene- vieve. ... “Miss Ruby Jones, who states that she is thirteen years old and hails from New Or- leans, has a mind of her own—and how! “I really resent your referring to Natalie Wood, that fiend for publicity, as the idol of the teenagers!” An awful lot of teenager think Natalie is just tops, ‘Miss’ Jones, bi obviously not you. . . . From Houston, Texas, Mary Burton want! the world to know: “That handsome Britis- star William Travers of Were GeEorpDi and BARRETTS OF WIMPOLE STREET is begir ning to shine brightly over Texas these day: Will you do a story about him and pleas your Texas fans, ma’am?” You'll have to speo}, to my good friend, editor David Myers, abor that, ma’am... . “I have a very strong feeling that I ai going to marry Elvis Presley,’’ state Vivian Carroll, Frankfort, Kentucky. “Pleas let me know when he plans to come to Ke: tucky so we can meet.” No comment... . Kathleen McMasters, Detroit, says: “I woul much rather have seen Doris Day theo Mitzi Gaynor in that great musical, Sour Paciric.’" You haven't seen Mitzi in it ye Kathleen. That's all for now. See you next month. a A

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It is suspenseful because it probes deeply and articulately into the souls of several men, and because, in detec- tive-story fashion, a specific, harrowing event at the camp is uncovered which accounts for Basehart’s treachery. In the end, the picture asks a question that possibly no one can an- swer. If you want food for thought, go see this absorbing, excellent film—U.A. Victor Mature Trevor Howard Anita Ekberg Bonar Colleano Alec Mango PICK-UP ALLEY where dope comes from ™" There have been a rash of movies about what happens to drug addicts. Here’s an in- ternational suspense thriller about how the drugs are smuggled into the country. Seems that Trevor Howard is behind it all. He is a devilishly clever, cruel and highly successful operator. The minute the movie opens he strangles a government agent, female, who’s about to identify him to the authorities. This agent is the sister of Victor Mature and Ma- ture, also a government man, sees his duty and goes at it with a vengeance. 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One of them—Stuart Whitman—is a wild, embittered ex-Marine who is not exactly wet behind the ears. Miss Barrymore refuses to move out. Since she is confined to a wheelchair, has the charm and authority of a grande dame and legally owns the apartment, she has a good case. She also has a good friend and chauffeur (Cecil Kellaway) who looks after her. That is, before all the college boys adopt her. The thing is, she’s convinced that Stuart Whitman is her grandson. Due to her wise and loving ways he not only reforms, but gets married—to Richard Widmark _ ‘ covered him, Carolyn Jones, hag¢ who, until this point, been a wild one herself —WarNERS. SLIM CARTER an orphan finds a home Jock Mahone) Julie Adam: Tim Hove) William Hoppe: Joanna Moore ™ If a child shall lead us, let it be Tim Hovey who is one of the cutest kids in Hollywood He plays an orphan who has won a contest) —first prize. It’s a month’s vacation at the luxurious ranch of his movie idol, singing cowboy Jock Mahoney. Jock sings all right but he’s also woman crazy and hardly th paternal type. Publicist Julie Adams dis created his public personality and now is stuck with it. She sweeps the ranch clean of blondes, bullies Jock into act# ing like a hero for Tim and stays around to protect that little boy’s interests. It turns out that Tim doesn’t need much protection. His obvious worship of Jock works close to a miracle-—CrxemaScopr, U-I. THE WOMAN IN A DRESSING GOWN middle-class love story ™ Here is a delightful, beautifully-acted British film. It’s about a completely scatter-brained housewife (Yvonne Mitchell) whose flat al ways looks like a hurricane struck it. She doesn’t look much better in her perennial dressing gown. But she’s very much in love with her bookkeeper husband (Anthony Quayle) and devoted to their teen-age son (Andrew Ray). They all seem happy, al- though it’s touch and go whether they'll get a breakfast egg on a plate or in the eye. This pleasant squalor has secretly proven too much | for Quayle though, and he finds himself in love with a young, efficient, tidy secretary | (Sylvia Syms). Trouble is, he can’t bring him- | { 1 self to tell his wife he wants a divorce. When | he finally does bring himself, with the help of | Sylvia, there is much revealed about the scope j of a man’s dreams, the nature of love and| the claim that twenty years of living with | someone puts on it—WARNERS. j | RECOMMENDED FILMS NOW PLAYING | THE PRIDE AND THE PASSION (CinemaScope. U.A.): The year’s 1840. Napoleon’s troops are bringing the Spanish army to heel and, in order to run faster, the Spaniards get rid of a forty- foot-long cannon by tossing it over a cliff. Frank | Sinatra can’t agree with Cary Grant on that. Then } there’s Sophia Loren; she’s torn too—between | Spain’s destiny and Cary Grant. i THE JAMES DEAN STORY (\Varners): Here is a portrait of James Dean, the boy who lived ‘‘with a great hunger.”’ After his death his fans wouldn’t let him go. His childhood is retold, relatives and friends are interviewed, and still photographs are brought to life. All this is an attempt to explain what drove him to become a rebel and an actor. a NO DOWN PAYMENT (20th-Fox): This is the story of four couples, neighbors in a ranch-style housing development in California. If it weren’t for the good old installment plan, not one of those houses would be inhabited. These people not only have to meet their payments, but they also have te learn how to live with themselves and each other. It’s fast-moving, well acted, and explosive. 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Suppose Frank Sinatra Was Your Dad. @ Say you pick up the hewspaper, or a magazine, and you sit down with a Coke for a half hour of relaxation before homework. And it hits you. Right on the front page, or page three. A story about your dad, or your mother. A vicious, shocking story that—knowing your dad or your mother like you do—you know can’t be true. But there’s nothing you can do about it. . . That’s what’s been happening to a lot of kids lately, the kids who belong to the stars. Kids who see their fathers and their mothers every day and know what they’re really like. Three of those kids have the last name Sinatra. On the next page is an open letter from MODERN SCREEN to those three kids—Nancy, Frankie Jr., and Christina. Right now, when the air is full of scandal, we think it’s important, Nancy, Frankie Jr., and ae that you read this letter about your Dad—and never forget it . EDITOR

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LETTER 0 FRANK _ SINATRA’ KIDS Dear Nancy, Frankie, Jr. and Christina, Not too long ago a friend of ours saw you at Disneyland with your Pop. It wasn’t.the first time you'd all been there together, and our friend had heard some odd reports about your other visits. So for an hour or so he tagged after you, watching to see if the rumors were true. And they were. While you three raced from ride to ride to sideshow to popcorn booth, grinning and giggling and carrying on as if you weren’t almost all grown-up, having a ball for yourselves—your father stalked after you, his eyes worried, his forehead creased in an almost nervous frown. When he climbed on a fast ride next to Nancy, his arm went around her as if he didn’t trust safety-belts and good engineering—all alone, he was going to keep her safe. When Frankie wanted cotton (Continued on page 75) frankie, jr. eee - FSi

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jlebbie feiis Louella Parsons — he ruth about our marriage @ In the simple little white dress she wore with a white ribbon holding back her hair, she could have passed for sweet sixteen. Just back from seven weeks | with Eddie in Europe, Debbie Reynolds had come to my home at my invitation almost as soon as she had unpacked and seen her adored little Carrie Frances. David Myers, my friend and editor of ‘MODERN SCREEN had put the bee in my bon- net to get Debbie to answer personally an open letter I had written to her in my GOOD NEWS depart-— (continued on page 89) |

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PS ER RN sacar neon cenmrectitee = Mama Mineo will get up at about 6:30 on Thanksgiving morning. The others will still be fast asleep—Pop, Sal, Sarina, Victor, Mike. But Mama will be up early so she can get her big meal started. After all, there’s the anti- pasto to be made—with its slices of salami and ham and cucumber and its vinegared peppers and olives and anchovy strips. And there’s the lasagna—with its three layers of macaroni and rich tomato sauce and its two kinds of cheese and its hundred tiny meatballs. And, of course, there’s the turkey. And with the turkey there have got to be fried artichokes, Pop’s favorite, and stuffed eggplant, Sal’s favorite, and sweet potatoes, everybody’s favorite. And, because, as Mama Mineo says, “I don’t like the table to look boring,” there will be a platter- ful of roast beef or leg of lamb to follow the turkey, with “a nice simple lettuce-vinegar- and-oil salad on the side to help the digestion.” And then finally there’s the dessert—or rather, desserts—to be considered: a giant bowl of fresh fruit salad “‘with just a little bit of Manischewitz Jewish wine in it to give it that right flavor” and a pair of flying saucer-sized pies, one blueberry and one rum cheese. Mama Mineo, alone for the next few hours, will putter \ around the kitchen of her i family’s three-story brick- il and-shingle house in the Bronx preparing her holiday meal. And, alone, before the others get up and come bounding downstairs for a kiss and breakfast and then go bounding off to church to say their formal prayer to God, she too will quietly give her thanks, the private prayer of a grateful wife and mother. The house will be quiet for those next few hours, very quiet. As she works, Mama Mineo will repeat her prayer many times. Sometimes she will smile as she repeats it, for there are funny moments she will remember. Sometimes she will not smile, for there are sad moments she will remember, too. The others, asleep in their beds now, will recall some of these moments during dinner, maybe, when they’re all seated around the big table and talking about things past. But their recollections will probably be short— _a flash here, a flash there. The kids and Poppa will want to talk more about the present and the future—about Christmas coming up and who-wants-what and New Year’s Eve and who’s-going-where (Continued on page 78) SAL MINEO'S| hanksgivin Miracle By Ed DeBlasio

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SSS a Where do | belong? Harry Belafonte sat in the hotel room holding the pictures in his hand. Where do | belong? Then he stood up and tossed the photos onto | a chair. The publicity man had just glibly tossed the phrase at him as an idea for ; a picture story. Harry walked back to the chair and glanced over the pictures again, thinking: To Know where a man belongs you have to know what he is... and a man is many things... I’m a human being... .anegro...a musician... a father...a husband...

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Just where do | belong? continued ~ Who am |? “Who loves me and who do | love? _..my friends _my audience | belong with my kids Most of all, he thought, I belong with my kids. H : was remembering that toughest of all days, the da’ he’d visited Adrienne and Shari. It had been the firs 7 time he’d seen them since the divorce. Harry had been in the middle of a tour when sud! denly he had known he had to see the kids again, righ then and there .. . had to be there to answer the ques tions that must be popping into their minds. Especial | ly Adrienne—Adrienne with that bright, inquisitiv smile of hers and those big, understanding eyes. To welcome Daddy home, Adrienne gave a miniatur tea party in the playroom. She poured for Harry ani for Shari, the little one. “One or two lumps of sugar, Daddy?” she asked i her grown-up way, and then giggled a little. “Two, thank you, Honey,” Harry answered gravels thinking—maybe she won't ask about the divorce an * more ... maybe Marguerite has explained it—wit kindness and sympathy, taking the pain out of it. Later that afternoon he took Adrienne along wit) him to Brooks. At the store she had so much fun say ing, “Oh, that’s a pretty jacket, Daddy.” Or, if sh didn’t like it, wrinkling her nose and saying, “It’s nasty color.”’ Harry was proud of her—and relieved sh was so lively and gay. They even danced a rhumba tc gether in the fitting room. After that Harry had t remove a splinter from her left foot, and got a kiss a his medical fee. But then, on the way home, it happened. They were sitting in the cab when Adrienne said i “Daddy,” she said, “I know you and Mommy aren’ going to live together any more... she told us. but maybe after a while you'll come back again an” live with us, huh?” Harry took a deep breath an said to himself, Okay, this is it! Don’t pussy-foc around and don’t make it easy on yourself by makin it vague—do it right, Mr. Belafonte. “No, Honey,” Harry said finally, “It can’t be the way any more. But we'll be together, often!” The little girl nodded solemnly. Then they got ou and walked hand-in-hand to the house. As they wer going in, Adrienne, who had been deep in thought, suc denly turned to Harry and said, “Daddy, I’m just kid—not even in my teens yet—but I think I do under stand about the loving part. And thanks for trying t make it easier for me.” Harry grabbed Adrienne and hugged her to hin’ blinking back the tears. ‘No, Honey,” he said. “Than y? you... Thank you! .my people Where do I belong? With the people who first sam! my songs. Harry remembered the hot Florida sun an the smell of the grass and the rockpiles baking in th) afternoon heat while the air was filled with the stead rhythmic beat of the workmen’s sledgehammers. After the phony world of Hollywood, it was good t!

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udge along the railroad tracks with the working men, tening to them talk, joke... and sing. These people 2re his roots—they were himself, Harold Belafonte. -ace, sometime in the dim past. it had been BelleFon- _ine, the trail leading from Africa, to the French pos- _ssions—Haiti, Martinique—ending in a year and a Jf in Harlem. And then Jamaica. But for others, the trail had led here to the Florida ramps, the swinging hammer and the laying of rail- _ad track, the singing of songs that had come with -em along that trail. And it was those songs that -arry was after. He’d gone out with the work gang at morning, to gather material, snatches of songs ‘d never heard. New words to old tunes. Familiar -2lodies. But at first. the men had been hostile to him. Noth- € open—just a coolness that Harry could feel in the t of his stomach. A way they glanced at him over eir shoulders that showed they knew he might be a g man up there in New York or Hollywood, but that dn’t mean a thing down here in the swamps. Down Te aman was just a man or he was nothing! - As the day wore on Harry was depressed. The men 2ren’t singing much, and what they did sing was Jf-hearted. And when he tried to take some pictures them, they froze up. Harry felt sick. He thought, _we I been away so long that I don’t belong with them »y more? The final blow came when he raised his cam- a to snap a photo of a workman lifting a railroad tie d the man deliberately turned away. This time Harry irst eut with, “How about giving a guy a break, fel- 3? I’m only trying to do my work... like you guys.” ie big, burly man who had turned away from Harry’s },mera said, “You belong with us? ... Let’s see your nds.” All the men let loose a bellow of laughter. arry s hands tightened at his sides. Another man ‘ted his hammer to his shoulder and said quietly, ave him alone, Mike. He works with his hands too, . his way.” But Mike shrugged and turned away. Nearby, the jreman called out, “Something wrong with this cross- ece. Mike, give me a hand here.” Mike exerted all ‘ss strength behind a crowbar but he couldn’t budge € cross-piece. “How about it, Mr. Belafonte?” Mike called out. Want to try it?” There was an expectant murmur as -arry stepped forward, stripped off his shirt and asped the crowbar. He bent all the strength in his | nder body and muscled arms to the task . . . with no -ecess. The sweat stood out on his forehead. The men | the work gang watched intently. Suddenly the piece of steel moved. In an instant | ke and another man joined Harry with picks and ywhars, and the job was done. Harry put his shirt ck on and picked up his camera. His arms were ach- /z and he could feel blisters beginning to rise on the ims of his hands. But he felt fine as one of the men }led out, “Pretty good work, Harry.” They moved |ound him now, free and relaxed, and began to sing isile they worked. } And as he listened to the folk songs he’d traveled thousand miles for, Harry Belafonte was grateful. ...my friends ... Yes, a man belongs with his people and his kids. But also with his work. And Harry’s work was music. His kind of music. He remembered the night he and his troupe had arrived in town and instead of hit- ting the sack they worked almost through the night. After countless cigarette butts and discarded tapes they added two new songs to the show. one of them a song from the Florida swamps. Then, the next morn- ing, while they were setting up for a full rehearsal at the club, the owner dropped a bombshell. “Listen, Harry,” the man said, “you'll be doing a couple of the new hit songs, won’t you?” Harry stared at him. “No,” he answered, “I’m afraid I won’t.” “Just a few, Harry,” he said. “I have to think of my customers. They don’t go for ‘arty’ songs.” “Look, you hired me—Harry Belafonte. And you hired the songs I sing too. If you’re worried about the risk, I'll take care of that,” he said. “If your business drops while I’m here, I'll work for nothing.” “Well—” “You see,” Harry went on, “I have faith in the people who come to hear me sing. To you they’re just custo- mers. To me they’re great. Whether they’re sitting at a table in a club... or sitting in a dark movie theatre... they’re an audience. Don’t sell them short.” ...my audience The opening-night audience was a typical Florida resort-town café audience, restless and eager to be entertained. By the second song they had settled down and were a good deal more than entertained—they were gripped. Harry didn’t count the number of people at each performance, and the owner couldn’t—there were too many and he lost track! When you sing from the heart and you’re standing in front of the people, negro and white, who are there because they want to hear what you’ve got to say... and what you’ve got to sing... . well. then, if you’re like Harry Belafonte, then you’re grateful to God be- cause: you know where you belong! And Harry knows, most of all— That he belongs to himself. He belongs to his family—his wife and his children. To his people—the people who sing his songs, and the people from whom he learned his songs—his people... And to his friends, too, he belongs—the people who believe in him and for whom he’d stick his arm in fire—up to here... To his audience too, Harry Belafonte belongs—the audience that gave him a purpose and a reason for be- ing and a wanting to live and work and create... and sing! END

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A date with Tommy? Well, it usually starts on the button—Tommy leaning on the door-bell button that is. And then there might be some ventriloqguism and making shadows on the walls and a couple of laughs... Why did he wart months before asking me for a date ? How did I feel when he gave me a friendship ring ? Why daren’t we think of marriage at this tume ? m@ I’ve been dating Tommy Sands for more than a year, through the bad times and the good. When I first met Tommy he was a scared young guy without a dime, without a job, with nothing but a prayer and a wonderful voice. Today. Tommy’s as hot as a firecracker. And do you know what this fabulous, overnight success has done to him? Made him more scared than ever! Tommy and I were horseback riding along the wooded trails of Griffith And when the music gets kootcie— Park the other day when a Tommy changes steps, and the mood group of girl riders passed us on the | cos he holds me in his arms other side. They looked at us and nearly Ripe nenria ie re flipped when they recognized - = him. “Hi, Tommy,” they called out. @ “Tommy, we think you’re WON-derful!” § It doesn’t take too long though before he’s at the guitar with me dueting j on the piano. And the next minute—we’re dancing! Well, I thought Tommy would fall off his horse. He just about melted. ‘Look at that, Molly,” he said as we slowed our horses down to a walk. “A year ago I couldn’t even afford to rent this horse. Now these kids pass by and know who I am. It gets me. I can’t believe it.” A year ago... I remember so much that night at the Hometown Jamboree telecast when (Continued on next page)

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tommy and MO. oe | I said ‘Yes.’ Tommy said ‘No, I said ‘Please?’ Tommy said ‘Okay! We'll go horse-back riding!’ And off t we went—but it didn’t take any | crystal-ball gazing to know both Tommy and the horse would just | as soon rest in the shade! But I must admit he managed to get us off those horses pretty fast—and back to just sitting. But there was a reason— cause Tommy had something to give me, later... the dark-haired, slim young man with the big, serious brown eyes came backstage and asked to see Cliffie Stone, the manager. Jamboree is a Western style Tv show, and I was the featured girl singer. I’d been on the show for seven years and knew what a good show- case this breezy, country clambake is for singers. When one of the men backstage told the boy that Cliffie Stone had left only a few minutes earlier, his face dropped so low I felt sorry for him. As he turned to leave, I made quick tracks to his side. “Hi,” I said cheerfully. “My name’s Molly Bee. You look kind of let- (Continued on page 82) Something special happened. Tommy gave mea ring. | And—just all of a sudden— there was somethin special between! us. I guess love is the word..

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July 23, 1957 Mr. David Myers The Editor Modern Screen Magazine Dear Mr. Myers: My favorite movie star is Doris Day. That’s who this letter is about. Of course, it’s about me too. My name is Sally Mazzella and I’m fifteen and I come from Brooklyn. I say come from because I’m in San Diego, California, right now with my folks and my little brother, Jasper. We’re paying a visit to my Father’s sister, Stella. But no sense telling you all about them because this letter is about Doris Day and me—and about what happened to us yesterday, July 22, 1957. At seven o’clock yesterday morning my Father put me on the bus at the San Diego bus terminal. The bus ticket, round trip, and five dollars spending money were my birthday present from my folks. It so hap- pens my birthday isn’t till next December. But the reason I got my present so far in advance was that my folks knew I loved Doris Day so much and that _ I'd be so happy if I could go up to Hollywood and try to see her while we were in California. At first my folks said this was ridiculous, that movie stars have enough to do without seeing anybody who just happens to pop out of the clear blue sky. ‘Besides, they said, how in the world was I going to find her. “It isn’t like this was Brooklyn,” my Mom said, “and she lived on the third floor of the apartment house on the corner and all you had to do was go and ring the doorbell.” But after a lot of begging on my part, they agreed to let me go. “But,” said my Father, “no matter what happens, you’ve got to be on that 5:30 p.m. bus out of Hollywood and back here at 8:30 tonight—Doris Day or no Doris Day!” I got to Hollywood at exactly 10:30 in the morning. The bus driver let me and a few other people out at the famous corner of Hollywood Boulevard and Vine Street. I saw a lot of people walking and driving around, but I certainly didn’t see any movie stars—and I certainly didn’t see Doris Day. That’s when I began to get a little nervous, when I realized that I didn’t have any idea of what I was going to do, where I was going to go. There was a policeman standing in the middle of the street directing traffic. I] felt like going up to him and asking him if he knew where Doris Day lived. I thought it over for a minute. And then I decided to do just that. “Doris Day?” the policeman said, looking at me as if I were crazy. He shook his head. “No,” he said, “it’s been a long time since I’ve been up to her house for a beer.” I guess he liked (Continued on page 68)

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by Pamela Herbert M@ The television set was blaring noisily. That was a break. Johnny Saxon peered cautiously around the door of the living room. Mom, Dad, Delores and Julie were all watching it. That was a break, too. Carmen Orrico—that’s Johnny’s real name—ran nervous fingers through his coarse, dark hair. If he could only make it to the door before they’d say anything to him. He was glad he had his sneakers on, anyway. i Now... just twelve steps along the wall, and then a spring for the front door i so that he’d be out and down the stairs before they'd be able to say anything. | One, two, three... , | “Carmen,” his Father said without turning his head from the TV screen, “Where are you going tonight?” “Out, Dad,” the boy said sullenly, “just out, that’s all.” “Come on, Carmen,” his Mother said sweetly, “don’t talk to your Father | that way. If he asks where you’re going, tell him.” | Delores and Julie, Johnny’s younger sisters, turned and looked at him with quiet sympathy. They knew he was in for it again. “Where are you going?” his Father repeated with the full weight of | his authority, this time swinging around in his chair to face his son. | “You know, Dad,’ Johnny said shiftily. “It’s where I always go. I’m late now, i so I’ve got to hurry.’ He started quickly for the front door, trying to | escape the grilling he knew was coming. “Wait just a minute now,” Mr. Orrico said, rising slowly to his feet. “I’m sure the show will go on without you.” His smile mocked Johnny. “Oh, not now, Dad,” Johnny complained, “not now.” | “Tf you want to be an actor,” Mr. Orrico said icily, ‘“‘you’ve got to learn H to do things when other people want you to.” : For several moments the two of them, father and son—glared at each other. Each was strong-willed and stood his ground, pitted against the other in silence. } Scares eee Mrs. Orrico and her two daughters stirred uncomfortably. “Tell him where you’re going, Carmen,” his Mother urged. Suddenly Julie sprang up and ran to her brother. (Continued on page 73) “Ma, Dad, I’m no | longer Carmen Orrico... | ’'m now JOHNNY SAXON...” 49

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“Mario. ..1t’s getting late...”’ 2 oS eS a a & aN BPs itz.” The love story of Kim and Mario— as told to Beverly Ott m Kim Novak was in Hollywood—Mario Bandini was in Rome. They hadn’t seen each other for over a year. He was supposed to visit her in Hollywood—but month after month passed .. . And there was no meeting, either in Hollywood or Rome. . Had one—or the other, or both of them—cooled to the | idea? Sure, they were supposed to be writing. But lots of people write and call themselves pen pals. | So why think Bandini was the man in Kim’s life? Why not Sinatra, Krim, Ireland? Well, for one thing, no matter who’d been rumored as coming, going, or staying on Kim’s list of favorite beaux, Bandini’s name was constantly cropping up... And then, suddenly, new developments began happening like crazy ... Quite unexpectedly, Kim arrived in Rome. And, MODERN SCREEN found out, Mario had just gone | through the red tape of getting his visa for the U.S.—including all the vaccinations! He was headed toward Kim—only she made it to him | first ... The story of their love, the latest chapter of their love, started with their transatlantic phone calls, started when he heard the tiredness that crept into her voice, even when she fought to keep it out. He could read it between the lines of her letters, too. She’d been working hard—sometimes as many as eighteen hours a day. That’s why they’d been waiting for her vacation, when she’d have a chance to show him her town, her country. But as the time came closer, he reasoned, | What kind of a rest will that be for Kim? So one night he spoke into the phone, “Kim, I’ve been thinking about my trip. That I shouldn’t make it. Why don’t you come to Rome? You’re the one who should get away for a while, have a change of scenery...” There was a long-distance giggle. “Mario, I’ve been thinking the same thing. I am tired. I’m just beat. I’d be a terrible guide. You wouldn’t mind postponing your trip again? I’ll have a month off. You’re sure you wouldn’t mind?” “Mind?” he asked. “Come to Rome,” he added quite firmly. She came to Rome. They dined and danced (Continued on page 64)

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by Linda Matthews m “Take the baby?” Mike Todd whispered. He leapt up from his chair, his big feet clattering loudly on the floor. “You mean—perform the Caesarean operation now? You can’t. It’s—too soon.” The doctor sat motionless behind his desk, his eyes lowered. “There’s no other way,” he said quietly. “No other way at all.” Mike Todd stared at him. The rage drained out of his face, leaving it white and drawn. His voice was almost a whisper. “But she’s only six months gone...” He sank back into his chair. His shoulders sagged. “Doctor . . . only six months...” The doctor nodded. “I know,” he said. “It’s not very long, is it?” His fingers moved to a pencil, picked it up, SOD 4 SS eeiaz] On Mike’s face— the doubt and the gnawing fear... ‘rolled it in his palm. “But we have no choice, Mike. It’s waiting to know now or—” He shrugged. fe oats “Why?” Mike Todd said. “Why now? I thought those would live... or drugs were supposed to prevent a premature birth, die. make her able to go the whole nine months. What went wrong?” “Nothing,” the doctor said. “Nothing went wrong.” He pushed back his chair and stood up. He walked around to the other side of his desk and looked down at Mike. “Two weeks ago you brought Liz here for the firsttime. Five-and-a-half months pregnant, and already she was having premature (Continued on page 62) SS a ST The LORD giveth.. the detailed story of how nine doctors saved Liz Taylor’s baby 54

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by N. Polsky a This is the story of a beautiful girl. And of a town. And of a baby. The girl’s name is Marilyn Monroe. The town’s name is Amagansett. The baby will never have a name. But for that little while it lived, deep inside its mother, it could have truly been called Love. -The story begins on a Thursday afternoon back in mid-June, when a big white Lincoln convertible pulled into Ed Raynor’s SINCLAIR gas station in Amagansett, a tiny town on Long Island’s south shore—at the very tip of New York. Raynor was away for a while and Johnny Cantwell, sixteen, was taking over the chores. _ ™ With Johnny were his two pals and helpers, Eddy For Arthur there. Loper, fifteen, and little Dicky Gosman, twelve. was still the mo- : : “Fill ’er up?” Johnny asked the tall, thin man who ment of. telling ; Mayilym=that this | _ was driving the Lincoln. time, there was to ~ . : It was while the man behind the wheel was paying be no baby... . them that Johnny took a good long look at the blonde ee tte RE 7 lady and said to her, “Criminellys . . . you’re Marilyn Monroe, aren’t you?” Marilyn nodded. “Criminellys!” all the boys repeated now, in chorus. “Do you fellows live here in Amagansett?” the man sitting beside Marilyn asked, after he’d introduced himself as her husband, Arthur Miller. Yes, the boys said, they did. “Well,” said Arthur, “I guess that makes us neigh- bors. My wife and I are going (Continued on page 59) eo a RD taketh awa the heartbreaking story of a baby that will never smile or cry

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|, ENTERING) AMAGANSETT \c | VILLAGE PLB The house that Marilyn lived in— with the man she loved .. . and where, for a little while, the Millers waited, happily, for the baby—their baby ... their first. Dicky Gosman, Eddy Loper and John Cantwell got Marilyn’s auto- graph—just about as soon as Marilyn and Arthur hit town, And the boys remember how “different from a movie star’ she was... these are Marilyn's neighbors—the people of © Amagansett—and this is how they feel about Marilyn... Roger T. Mattei owns a restaurant— and what did he think of Marilyn and Arthur? Well, he phoned New York and spoke to a couple of people there—just to find out what Marilyn especially liked to eat. a ; al Phew \ Sins Bob Winslow is half owner of the grocery store where Marilyn shoppe And what does he say about her? “T got such a charge watching Marilyn cover every aisle—and did she load that shopping cart!”’

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7d Raynor, winking at his wife Stella, “We saw the Millers very often,” said Fred—Frederick Moeschle—knew gid, “Marilyn isn’t any prettier than Mrs. CHEF Mattei, “—on the street, just the cut of meat that Arthur ny other girl—but she sure is a lot in the post office, on the beach. They liked best, and just how thick vicer than most.” “Just like any one always waved and said HELLO—and Marilyn wanted the steaks. Fred, jf us wives,” adds Stella. “who’s wait- sometimes they'd stop and we'd talk of course, was the butcher—and ng for our babies to be born...” about this or that...” neighbor—of Mr. and Mrs. Miller. to be living here in Amagansett this summer.” “Miss Monroe,” Johnny asked next, “could you give us your autograph so we could show people so they’ll believe us?” “Sure,” Marilyn smiled. “You know, Miss Monroe, you’re my favorite actress,’ Johnny said. “Well, thank you,” Marilyn said, handing him the autograph. “Mine, too,” Eddy chimed in. “Thank you,” Marilyn said, and gave him his. “You’re not my favorite,” little Dicky piped up. “T like you, all right. But I like Jayne Mans- field better.” Marilyn and Arthur laughed so hard the three boys thought they would never stop. Then Marilyn signed Dicky’s little piece of dirty card- board—the only thing he could find—and Arthur asked them how they could get to the | beach. i When Ed Raynor, the service station owner, and his wife Stella drove up a few minutes later, the boys rushed up to their car. _ “We just filled Marilyn Monroe up with gas,” ) little Dicky burst out. “Yeah,” Eddy said, (Continued on page 84) ‘Wanetta Hindreth and Lillian Erickson offered Marilyn a malted. “But,’ laughs Wanetta, “guess she was on the wagon, ’cause she weren’t havin’ §one—she'd only have a glass of our lemonade. Yes, sirree—just a glass of our lemonade!” And Marilyn? Marilyn lay in a hospital, and broke into a smile for the cameras. But just be- fore the shutter snapped, and afterwards—whken the photographer had lefi—then the sorrow of mourning was on her face... for the young Miller | who wasn’t lying in her arms—not now, not yet...

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e ~Applaud Mrs. Robert Taylor V for “roughing it” with Bob... Y for making his career more important than hers... Vor giving up “sophistication” to be housewife and mother... gw “When we were first married, Bob was afraid I’d go along on his outdoor trips,” laughs Ursula Thiess, whose main job in life is being Mrs. Robert Taylor. “Now he’s afraid I won’t.” That’s why we applaud Ursula Thiess... “Someone has to cook, you see,” explains this lovely talented woman, with just a hint of laughter. “Besides, I carry the coffee thermos, the cigarettes and sometimes the gun.” Ursula has done more than that. On her first trout fishing expedition she hooked a four-foot salmon, a bigger fish than Bob has ever snagged in his life. She’s also bagged some fat ducks even though her fingers were half frozen when she-yanked the trigger. Now—and this is the point—none of this rugged stuff sends Ursula into a state of ecstasy, especially when—as happened last year—she took the kids to the cabin and a snowstorm whirled up, the water pipes froze, the power went off, and a bear snuffled around all night outside the door. But Ursula knows what a companion-craving guy her husband is. And so far, Ursula has been right by his side— not only on every sporting trip but on every location, too. ; Actually, statuesque Ursula Thiess is every bit as much of a city girl as a girl could be. A Bob wanted what he thought Ursula wanted—a career for her. But his E wife had a different idea on how to live. svelt model and (Continued on page 77)

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ERLE 62 the Lord giveth (Continued from page 54) labor contrac- tions.” He shook his head. “That’s not good, Mike. So we gave her drugs. The ones you just mentioned. But we never claimed they’d take care of everything. Only that they’d relieve the contractions, stop them—for a while. And they did. % Mike nodded violently. “She was fine after that. Sure, she was.” The doctor shook his head slowly. “She was fine—for a week. Then they began again. And you brought her here again. Now you want us to give her more drugs and let you take her home. You want her to wait out the full nine months and come back here and give birth to a healthy, beautiful baby. Naturally, you do.” “All right,” Mike bellowed. “All right, that’s what I want.” His fist shot out, pounded on the desk in front of him. “Why can’t I have it?” The doctor leaned down. His face was close to Mike’s. “Listen, Mike. Those harm your child. Badly. You understand that? They’re only a stop-gap, to give us the extra few days that may make the dif- ference between life and death for your baby. But we’ve got to stop them now. If Liz could go home now and sit out these next three months without them, we’d thank God and wait with her. But she can’t. We know. She’s going to go on having contractions. Over and over. And if we feed these drugs into her system time after time, your child will suffer for it. Not Liz. But your child. That’s why we want to take the baby now, while we still can. Before it’s too late.” “Tell them to go ahead" Mike Todd sat with his head bent. The doctor looked at him. “Mike, we’ve waited as long as we can. Every day now means less chance for your child.” The silence stretched on forever. Mike said, “And if you take the kid now —what chance will it have?” The doctor’s eyes were full of sympathy. “Yeah,” Mike said. “And Liz? Is it be! ter for her to’go through a Caesarian nov’ She—she’s pretty tired out. She’s be: | under a strain.” His voice began to ri:| ‘Ts this the best time for my wife? Wh) are her chances, doctor? Tell me that!” The doctor’s voice was low. our best, Mike. “We'll You know that.” Mike Todd stood up. He looked t)} doctor full in the face. “Tt isn’t up to m he said. “Or to you. It’s up to Liz. vr 7 turned away. “T’ll go tell her now.’ His footsteps echoed down the qug hospital corridors. The room Elizabeth Taylor Todd lay ~ was dim. Mike entered softly and shut t door behind him gently. For a moment stood looking down at the still figure the bed, the face turned away. Then Liz moved her head. Her ey opened drowsily. Her lips Sanger in sleepy smile. “Hello, sweetheart . “Hello, Liz,’ Mike said. He tried a It died before it reached his lips. “Liz— He sat down heavily on the chair besi drugs are dangerous. they’re fine. three times, four times .. . Dangerous. Twice even—no risk. But Mike, they can small. for the world yet. Once, “We don’t know, Mike. A six-month baby—it isn’t ready But we'll do our best. And Mike, it’s a better risk than waiting.” Itll be pretty the bed. He swallowed hard. But voice was steady. “Honey, are you awake enough to From her pillows, Liz nodded. 5100 FOR YOU: Fill in the form below as soon as you've read all the stories in this issue. Then mail it to us right away because each of the following readers will fi $10—the one who sends us the first questionnaire we open; the 100th; the 200th; the 400th; the GOOth; the 800th; the 1000th; the 1500th; 2000th; the 3000th. Get it? For example, if yours is the 1000th we open, what do you get? Why, $10 of course! 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— —— 64 (Continued from page 62) “All right. I’ve got something to tell you. I just saw the doctor .. .” Liz pulled herself up in bed. “I can go home?” she cried. Her eyes were wide. “No,” Mike Todd said. He chewed nerv- ously at his lower lip. “No, listen, Liz. You can’t go home yet, see? The doctors— they want .. .” he looked at her, looked away, sucked in his breath. “They want to take the baby now.” He heard her gasp but he didn’t stop. “I can’t go into it all. I don’t understand it. But the baby has at least a little chance if they take it now. It—it doesn’t hardly have any chance if you wait. You see? You get that? So they want you to choose.” He couldn’t look at her. He knew she had dropped back against the pillows. He knew her face was ashen. He had to strain to hear her whisper, “But . . . there isn’t any choice. Tell them to go ahead.” “No more fights... ever... And then suddenly he was bending over her, his face contorted. “No! You don’t understand. You’re not ready. You're so weak. I wanted you to gain more weight. I wanted you to be rested. I’m not think- ing about the kid. We can have more kids. But if anything happened to you... Liz, if anything happened to you—” His shoulders shook. Liz Taylor reached out a white hand and tilted up his chin. Her eyes found his, looked into them lev- elly. “We can’t have this baby again, Mike. We have to have it now. And we're going to, no matter what.” Her lips curved. Through bleary eyes, Mike saw that she was smiling. “Nothing’ll happen to me, sweetheart. They wouldn’t operate if they weren’t sure I’d be fine.” The smile broadened, became a grin. “I guarantee, two weeks from now I'll be in shape to fight with you again.” Mike buried his face in her hair. “Don’t say that,” he groaned. “Liz, baby ... no more fights ... ever...” “Then go tell them,” Liz said softly. “Tell them I’m ready any time” It was evening when they came for her. Mike Todd walked beside Liz as they wheeled her to the elevator, rode with her on the short swift climb to the operating room. Her hand rested in his all the way. At the door to the operating room, she let go. She smiled at him as she had smiled a few hours before. When the doors swung shut in Mike’s face, she was still smiling. Alone, he turned and went into the waiting room. Alone, he sat, his hands clasped in his lap, the knuckles white— while the doors opened and closed, while uniformed nurses wheeled in trays of in- struments, terrifying equipment, strange- looking bottles. And then the doors swung for the last time and were still. He knew they had begun, knew there were nine of them in there. Nine doc- tors. For hours as the afternoon light faded into evening he had said yes and no and signed papers and done what was expected of him. Now he could do noth- ing, while the nine doctors saved or lost his baby, saved or lost his wife. A magazine lay on the table before him. He picked it up. He opened it and stared at it for minutes before he knew it was upside down. Then he dropped it on the table again. There was a clock over the door. He watched only the clock. At five of twelve the doors swung open. A nurse appeared. Mike bounded to his feet. “What’s happening?” “They’re operating,” she said. “Every- thing’s fine. Sit down, Mr. Todd. Every- thing’s fine.” Would the baby live? She disappeared. He sat down. clock ticked on. Inside the operating room, the doctors cut, supplied clamps. The nurses extended, silently, the gleaming instruments. At two minutes past midnight the doors opened again. The nurse came out. She started down the hall. Mike ran. He caught up with her and blocked her way. “Well? Well? What’s going on?” The nurse hesitated. She licked her lips. “Your baby was just born. A girl.” Mike felt his knees turn to jelly. “My wife—?”’ “She seems fine.” His hands loosened. “And the baby?” The nurse bit her lips. She wouldn’t look at him. “I—don’t know. . . .” Then she was running down the corridor. Three minutes past midnight. Inside the operating room, the baby was stretched out on a table. Her skin was blue. Her little chest didn’t move. A doctor wiped her swiftly. Then a woman in mask and The gown stepped forward. She took a tiny rubber tube from a nurse. With incredible delicacy she held open the baby’s mouth slid the tube down its throat. Then she bent down and placed her own mouth ai eee end of the tube. She began tc suck. A big man, crying Four past midnight. Mike Todd stooc still with his arms hanging at his sides His eyes were fixed on nothing. Inside the room, the doctor sucked mucus up into the tube out of the baby*< lungs. She cleared the tube, inserted i' again. She sucked. Liz Taylor lay motionless, unconscious on the table. Behind her the anaesthetis checked his graphs, made a correction pushed a lever. Liz’s breathing was slow He made another correction. He noddec to the doctors who bent over Liz, takins swift, careful stitches in her skin. Five past midnight. Mike Todd turnec and walked back into the waiting room He sat down. His eyes were on the doors The doctor bending over the baby knev that her little lungs were finally clear. Sh: did not know if they would ever fill witl air, expand, became alive. She heard noth. ing of the murmurings around her, th soft commands and movements. Obliviou: to all else, she breathed into the child’ mouth, sending it air, praying for life. The doctors around Liz stood up. Thei work was done. Six past midnight. The doors opene again. A white-uniformed figure stooi outlined in the light. Mike Todd raise: his head. In his eyes were all the hop and fear he had known in his life, all th prayers he had ever felt—and left un said. . “They’re all right,” the doctor saic “Both of them. Liz is fine. Your baby jus took her first breath. We'll have to pu her in an incubator for a while—but she” be all right. Listen, Mike!” He threw ope: the doors. “That’s your daughter crying. Mike Todd dropped his head into hi hands. “Oh, God,” ke said. “Oh, God. Of God .. .” The tears streamed dow through his fingers. He sat heavily in hi chair, a big man, crying and unashamec EN Liz is in MGM’s RatIntTREE COUNTY. ee ee ee we touched a few stars (Continued from page 50) in some popu- lar and pretty crowded places, but accord- ing to folks who saw them, you’d have thought they were alone. It had something to do with the way they were looking at each other. And the way they were always holding hands... . He was building a new home. For her? “Of course,” everyone in Rome is saying. “He asked her to come over and see if she’d like living in Italy. They’re going to be married, you know. The only question is when and where.” Kim was quizzed, “Is Mario Bandini a very good friend, or a very, very good friend?” She smiled. “Mario is a very, very, very, VERY good friend.” These were the stories. But here’s the story behind the stories, and the answers to the questions everyone is asking— now that Kim is home again— Where does Mario Bandini actually stand in Kim’s life? Where does she stand in his life? What part will he play in her future? Is he the kind of man who should play a part in her future... ? While Kim was in Rome, they’d see each other evenings. And Roman eve- nings are tricky. They have a way of ending at dawn, because it’s hard to break away from the good company and roman- tic settings and go home. But Kim was in Rome for a rest and Mario was determined to see that she got it. Mario was keeping office hours and Kim wasn’t going to let her visit interfere. They wouldn’t have been human if they hadn’t let the time slip away from them now and then. But Kim would suddenly see her watch, and i io... we’d better leave. .. .” Ves aim snare eet Then the orchestra played one of those dreamy Italian love songs, and it took a while for Kim to come back down to earth. “Mario .. . it’s getting late... .” STseit2z Tall, dark, and handsome. They were together during the day, too, thanks to those long Italian lunch hours they call siestas. Offices close at one in the afternoon, reopen at 4 or 5 pm.,, then stay open until after seven. This gave Kim and Mario time to roam Rome. But one day when someone ran into Kim alone and kidded, “Where’s Mario? You know he’s supposed to be with you every minute.” Kim looked surprised. “He’s at the office. It’s after 4,” She wouldn’t have wanted it any othe way. Mario is heir to one of Italy’s larg est fortunes—but he works! He opene his own construction company—and Kir expects a man she dates to respect th demands of his career, as well as her Exactly what kind of a man is Mari end what are the qualities that attrac er? For one thing, this tall, dark, and in terestingly handsome man with the ai or polish and sophistication about him amazingly kind. Cornered at a party or evening by a reporter, Bandini’s fir statement was, “I’m sorry, but I don give interviews. I’m afraid I. . .” Until the reporter started playing c) his sympathy with yarns about what ed! tors do to writers who don’t bring bac/ assignments. So Mario found a couple « chairs and sat down and began to talk | this guy with kindness, with heart. For another, he’s a modest man—and 2 honest one. “Please,” he begs, “pleas | let’s get something straight. I am not Count. I will never be a Count. I don] know how this started, who started ti story. Perhaps I may have been greete in a restaurant by the title. But in Ital you know, waiters call everyone Count « Prince, so maybe someone heard that ar misunderstood. But I am not a Count. -

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66 “The newspapers also came out with the fact that I have a yacht. I don’t own one. They said I was an expert horse- back rider. I’ve never been on a horse. I’m just a plain, ordinary man, working as an engineer.’ He’s wrong there, because there’s noth- ing plain or ordinary about this guy! Depth to her beauty He may not be a Count, true; but right away you know that he could never be Mr. Novak either. Knowing Kim, you also know that’s one reason she was at- tracted to him. He’s a solid, successful businessman—very important in his own field, and he’d never be impressed with the frills and trappings that go along with her movie stardom. What he likes is Kim herself. “T never think of Kim as a movie star,” he said once. “I think of her as a girl I like. “Kim never tries to make you think of her as a movie star,” he continued. “It’s very difficult for someone to become sud- denly famous and still remain natural, but she has done it. There is nothing pretentious about her. There’s something almost little girlish about her. She. . He stopped for a moment. “Kim will kill me if I tell you this.” He laughed, then he sobered. “No, perhaps not. Well, it was the night we were listening to a song about an emigrant ... a very sad Neapolitan who was away from his coun- try. Kim smiled at me. ‘You see, Mario,’ she said. ‘Now if sometimes I might seem sad, you can understand me.’ “T didn’t understand at all, until she explained, ‘In some ways I’m an emi- grant. ‘ Bandini ‘laughed again. “Emigrant! The whole of Rome is at your feet!” How did they meet? When did he learn to know her? “We were seated at the same table at a luncheon. I was late in arriving and everyone was in the midst of conversation. You know how that is. I had heard of Kim, but I’d never seen any of her pic- tures. Not then. And we didn’t have a chance to talk until later. At first, I sim- ply thought that she was a beautiful girl. It was when I got to know her that I dis- covered that her beauty is well, there’s depth to it. She...” He stopped before he would start committing him- self. "| promised | wouldn't tell... Then, like a man wishing it were true— or knowing it is true, Bandini reminisces, “There was a story that we were engaged, wasn’t there? It started in London. It was very gloomy and rainy in London when Kim got there. I suppose they had to say something to liven things up.” And then, as if he’s afraid he’s said too much already—and Kim might not like the world sharing his dreams of her, Ban- dini will add, “I write her; of course I write. I send wishes at Easter and Christ- mas. Doesn’t everyone? “And about those gifts the stories say I’ve sent, the ones she is supposed to have said make her eyes change color—I haven’t been there to see her eyes.’ Then, with the look of a man remem- bering the things he’s done to make a girl know he loves her, “I sent Kim some records. Sophia Loren took them with her when she went to Hollywood. “Neapolitan love songs,” he adds—reck- lessly! A man in love—trying to hide it so that only his love and he will share the glory of it all.... For an engineer, he’s an excellent actor! “IT wanted to tell all of Rome that Kim was coming,” Mario said later. “I was so happy, I was tempted. But I’d promised her that I wouldn’t tell anyone. “She wanted secrecy because she was coming for a rest. Perhaps it was hopeless to think she could slip into town un- noticed. But she wanted to try. When she got off the plane, crowds were there anyway.” What does Mario feel about Kim? “T think she is far more beautiful natu- rally than artificially. One evening, I told her, ‘You look so much better without makeup, Kim.’ “She did what I think you call a double take. ‘I what????’ she exclaimed to me. Then a little girl look of concern came over her face. ‘Mario, in public I’m sup- posed to look like a movie star. That’s what people keep telling me. Otherwise Id go wash my face aa this minute. Do you really think . Mario smiled, as he mie But if Kim has any real doubts about what he thinks— “She is even more beautiful every time I see her.” That’s what he thinks. Remember how, before she left the States this last time, Kim described all of the qualities that she was looking for in one man? “. . . Someone who likes me, not just because of how I look, or be- cause I’m a star .. . but because it’s ME.” And then “Someone I can laugh with, about little things.” In Rome, even the TONY LEARNS TO SHOOT— TO MUSIC! Tony Perkins was having trouble. He had to perfect a fast draw for The Tin Star, faster than veteran six-shooter Neville Brand's draw— and make it look good. So Para- - mount hired a gun coach to help him. The first few lessons were getting Tony nowhere. He was having trouble with the rhythm. Then he got an idea... . so on his fourth session, Tony lugged a por- table phonograph into his dressing room and flipped on a jazz record. It worked! The fast beat helped Tony speed up his gun-draw—to the point where he not only was able to out-draw Brand, but finally surpassed the coach too. subject of ‘Aqua Minerale’ would break up Kim and Mario. Kim, having read a travel book advising travelers to drink mineral water rather than the tap water in Europe, was determined to do it. Mario kept trying to tell her that some two million people in Rome were living on the tap water and none of them were getting sick. “After all, you don’t brush your teeth with ‘Aqua Minerale,’ do you?” he smiled. Her answer came in a small voice. I do.” ce “But . Someone who can be as casual and informal as I like to be—do things on impulse.” In Rome, while she was there, Mario said, “We make no plans. There’s no budget- ing of time, no schedule. Kim can do what she wants to do when she feels like doing it. The last time she came abroad she traveled a great deal, and her life was prety, much of a time-table. That’s why I wanted her to come to Rome this time. So there wouldn’t have to be. the organization that traveling requires.” Someone who understands my career... .” Together they discovered . Mario is primarily in ihe construction business. He does have an interest in a — — short-subject film business, whieh brings him into contact with movie people. He knows them all, how hard they work— that even their time off isn’t really al- ways freedom. When asked about the re- ports that he and Kim were holding hands at Vinita D’EsTE one evening, he laughed. “There were dozens of people with us. Now how can that be romantic? “And as for the setting, with those fountains, we couldn’t see the fountains,” he said with a mock sadness. “They were flashing flashbulbs in our faces. “But .. .” and his face softens—with | the look a man always has when he re- © members the girl he loves—“. . . but we’ve touched a few stars—” What about meeting Mario’s friends? ’ Was Kim’s shyness a barrier? “Kim, shy?” asks Bandini. “No no. Kim is much too natural to be shy.” Kim became a familiar figure around Rome, winning new friends every day. The city all but adopted her. The first evening she and Bandini dined in one of the clubs, she asked the orchestra to play Carrezzimo, the song they discovered to- gether last year. After that, whenever they would appear, the band would break into Carrezzimo. And what about things Italian? Did Kim take to them? “And how!” says Mario. | “Kim became interested in Italian cooking. For a girl who’s never had a chance to try | her hand at things in the kitchen, she col- lected a great many recipes. She made friends with Grachini, the chef at the GRAND Horet and Grachini doesn’t give away the secrets of his masterpieces every day in the week. But Kim gave him that ear- nest look of hers and sighed, ‘The great- est secrets of love are enclosed in a woman’s heart and in the recipes in the kitchen.’ ” Career . .. or marriage? What happens next? Well, at ALFREDO’s one evening, where he and Kim often had dinner together, Bandini was dining alone. He had just seen Kim off on the plane that was carrying her back to Hollywood, taking her from him, and a little wist- fully he spoke of the future. “I would like to go to Hollywood soon— but that doesn’t mean that I will. Kim is starting another picture soon and it isn’t good for me to go while she is working. If she has the time, I may go around Christmas.” Then, as if remembering that he must keep their lives only for themselves, he added, “On the other hand, I may not go around Christmas.” And on that trip he may not take, will it include a visit to Chicago to meet Kim’s parents? “Td like to meet them. I understand they’re very wonderful people.” Is he going to marry their daughter? It was then that Mario, the so-called | romanticist, remembered Kim’s_ career. } “Tt comes first just now. It should come first, at the moment. A career needs an actress’ full atténtion for a time, just as marriage needs a woman’s attention.” And he doesn’t feel that Kim could do justice to either her career—or her mar- riage—if she tried to concentrate on both? | At the moment? But at that particular moment, Mario Bandini went a million miles away, as he | heard the musicians begin playing Car- | rezzimo. Well, perhaps not a million. Just the | 6,326 miles that separate Rome from Hollywood. . END | Kim will soon be in Alfred Hitch- | cock’s From Amoncst THE Deap to be re- | leased by Paramount, and in Columbia’ | Pat JOEY. >

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I trailed doris day (Continued from page 46) the fact that I thought this was funny and laughed. And I guess he felt a little sorry for me when I told him about my birthday pres- ent because before I knew it he wasn’t looking at me as if I was so crazy anymore. “I can’t tell you where she lives,” he said, “but try Paramount Stupios.” I was at the big front gate of PARAMOUNT thirty minutes and two bus rides later. The gateman smiled when I told him who I wanted to see. “Everybody wants to see Miss Day,” he said. And then he told me about the day they had a party in honor of the baseball player Jimmy Piersall and when Mr. Piersall arrived for the party he asked the gateman if he knew whether Doris Day was going to be there that day and said that she was the only person in Hollywood he really wanted to see. “Isn’t that a nice story?” the gateman asked me. I told him I thought it was very nice, and that I would like very much to see Doris Day more than anybody else in Hollywood, too. A few minutes later I was talking to a publicity man for PARAMOUNT. A big surprise for Dodo “TI had lunch with Dodo just yesterday,” he said, “and I thought I’d give her a sur- prise. For the past two weeks she’s been on a Tootsie-Roll kick. So I arranged with the waitress to give her a dessert which I invented and which was nothing more than a big plate of ice cream with a dozen Tootsie-Rolls sticking out all over the place. I thought she’d break up when she saw it. And you know what she did? She ate three of the Tootsie-Rolls right then and there and wrapped the others in a napkin and brought them back to the set.” He told me how she wasn’t the least bit stuckup or selfish. “I remember once,” he said, “she wanted a glass of water. In- stead of asking me or one of my assistants for one, she just said, ‘Excuse me for a minute,’ and got it herself. And,” he said, “the nicest thing about her is that Ive never seen her mad. No matter what time we have to start working in the morning, and it’s usually pretty early, she bounces in here like gangbusters and says, ‘Well ... here we go again!” It was nearly 12 o’clock when we got to the publicity man’s office and he called Miss Day’s home to find out where she was. A maid there told him she thought she was probably out shopping with Miss Edith Head, the famous fashion. designer. We both raced down the hall together to Miss Head’s office. I was very disap- pointed to see that she was there—and without Doris Day. “No,” she said, “Dodo and I went shopping for accessories yes- terday. And what a day!” She explained to me that most of the stars have the big stores deliver things to the studio where they look them over and pick the one they like best. “But Dodo,” she said, “likes to get out with people and go to the stores herself. And I never knew anyone could be so popular. At least twenty people came up to her to say hello while she was buying shoes, at least thirty while she was deciding on a purse and at least fifty while she was picking out a belt! Even the ele- vator boy at BULLOCKS-WILSHIRE, a nice looking Mexican boy, stopped his elevator mid-way to tell her, ‘Miss Day, I like you all my life. Even in Mexico I buy your record when I do not even know English and know what you sing about!’” “Edith,” the publicity man asked, “you have no idea where she is today?” . Miss Head said no. Then she clicked her fingers and looked at me and said, “Except I know she was going to go back to BULLOcKS sometime today to pick up a belt she’d decided on. Why don’t you take a_run over to the store? She may be there.” It must have taken me an hour to get to the Buttocks department store. When I got there I rushed right up to the belt ‘counter and asked a pretty blonde sales- girl if Doris Day had been there yet. “Gee, you missed her by about half an hour,” the salesgirl told me. When she saw how sad I looked, she said, “But may- be you can catch her at Birr’s.” “At Birr’s?” I asked. I thought it was another department store. “It’s where she likes to eat when she goes shopping,” the salesgirl said. She told me how to get there. “And if you haven’t had your lunch yet,” she said, “srab a bite there. You'll like it.” Where the stars eat That was the first time that day I realized I hadn’t had lunch yet, even though it was way after 1 o’clock already. I headed for the restaurant. You can’t imagine how surprised I was when I got to Birr’s. It’s a very lovely place, don’t get me wrong. But it’s not fancy like I imagined it would be. I felt very comfortable walking in. “Can I help you?” the man at the counter asked me. I told him I was looking for Doris Day. “She was here just a little while ago.” “Oh, no,” I groaned, and then I told him my story about trying to find her. ’ He was so nice, just like everyone else had been that day. He asked me if I’d had Lowell Thomas was at a Holly- wood premiere. In the blinding lights, he couldn't see the girl whose arm was around him as they posed for photographers. Being a bashful country boy, he tried to keep his hand off her bare skin. But there seemed to be a lot of it. He kept groping and finally found some dress material. “And what's your name, little girl?" he asked. She answered: "Jayne Mansfield." Earl Wilson in the N.Y. Post any lunch yet. When I said no, he pointed out a stool right at the counter and told me that was where Doris Day had had her lunch that afternoon and why didn’t I sit there. “Can I have the same thing for lunch that she had?” I asked him. He smiled at me. First, he gave me a cold glass of tomato juice with a little lemon on the side. Then he gave me a very thick cheeseburger and a chocolate malted. I was about to start eating the cheeseburger when the counterman stopped me. “Tf you want to eat it like Doris Day,” he said, “you put a little mayonnaise on one side .. . like this, a little mustard on the other . . . like this, and here on top some onion . . . like this.” He put on an awful lot of onion, I must admit. “And don’t go cutting it in half,” he said, “like some women do. Pick it up whole the way Miss Day does and really dig in and en- joy it.” And did I enjoy it. In fact, I was al- most ready to ask for another one when I suddenly realized that it was 3 o’clock and that I’d better call back the publicity man att Paramount Srupios to find out whether he had heard from Miss Day yet. He said he hadn’t. But he said, too, that he wanted me to call him back every half hour until it was time for me to leave, just in case. At 3:30 on the dot, I called back. Then at 4 o’clock. Then at 4:30. All those times it was the same thing: a 2 — locate her.” By the time 5 o’clock came around, and I spoke to the publicity man on the fourth call I expected him to say the same thing he’d said before. But instead this time his voice was real excited. “Where are you now?” he asked me. I told him. “And you say you have to catch that bus at 5:30?” he asked. I said yes. Don't make a move... “Well,” he said, “get to the bus station as quick as you can and stand at the en- trance. And Sally,” he said, “what’s the color of the dress you’re wearing again?” At the bus terminal, I could hear a man calling out buses over the microphone. I was all right up until about 5:20. But then I began to get very nervous. At 5:25, the man with the microphone made the announcement I’d been knowing would come: “San Diego bus—boarding now—all aboard!” I decided I’d wait just one more minute. And that’s when it all happened—exact- ly a minute later. “Sally Mazzella?” I heard a woman’s voice call out. = & “[’m sorry, Sally, but nobody can seem to I looked into a big car which had just. pulled up in front of me. A woman was poking her head out, smiling at me. “Hello, Miss Day,” I said, smiling back. And then I realized who it was. “Doris Day!!” I screamed. “IT heard from the studio that you’ve 7 spent all your birthday money to see me,” Miss Day said. “I’m very flattered.” she told me how she’d been shopping all day, how she’d phoned home just a little while earlier and how they’d told her to call the studio so the publicity man could tell her about me. She said, too, how glad she was that she was able to catch me in time. I was too caught up in the throat to be able to say anything back. But finally I managed to say, “Miss Day, you look so pretty.” “Thank you, Sally,” she said to me. Then I said, “Miss Day, could you please wait here for just a minute?” She said of course she could. And then I turned and scooted into the bus station. _ A minute later I was back. Just for being so nice “Miss Day,” I said, “I know how much you like these and I just wanted to give you something for being so nice and com- © And I handed her the two | ing to see me.” Tootsie-Rolls I’d just bought. As she took them from me she laughed and winked and said, “How did you know about these, Sally?” But before I could answer the man on the microphone said: “San Diego—last call!’ I had to go now. “I'm sorry we haven't got a little more | time,” Miss Day said. “T am, too,” I said and stared at her won- derful face for a moment and then took | her hand and shook it. Then I turned around and ran through the bus terminal and to the bus. I caught it just in time. When I got back to San Diego that night, my folks knew right away that I'd gotten | to see Doris Day. When I asked my Mother how she knew she said, "Because your eyes are all red | and you're smiling.” Wasn’t that a wonderful birthday pre- sent, Mr. Myers? Yours sincerely, Then | (Miss) Sally Mazzella | Doris can now be seen in Warner Bros.’ PazsaMA GAME. Watch for her in Para- mount’s TEACHER’S PET.

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Nae | : *‘?’m now johnny saxon...” ) (Continued from page 49) She slipped her 'small, thin arm around his waist, almost orotectively, and looked up at her father. | “He’s going to be a famous actor,” she ‘said in an excited voice, “and he’s gotta go to his class.” | Mr. Orrico looked tenderly at his young- ‘st daughter as she stood before him de- Gantly. Slowly he turned and walked back to his chair. | Ann Orrico was a good wife. She was also a good mother. She tried to under- stand her son’s strange desire to become an actor. It would pass, she was sure, like all of his other ideas—like wanting to be a policeman or an explorer. She was also sure that this funny name ne had chosen for himself, Johnny Saxon, was just a passing fancy. Why should her son, Carmen Orrico, with such a beautiful name, want to drop it for one not so pretty? Acting ... success . . . Hollywood. ... Efhis happened to other people—far away. start for Johnny And then there were Delores and Julie, welve and ten, still young enough to be- jeve that fairy tales could start at home. | Why shouldn’t their big brother change his jname to Johnny Saxon and go to Holly- Hvood and become a movie star and make _ million dollars? Why should he paint houses or be a chiropractor if he wanted ‘0 be an actor? That was how it was in the Orrico family. The love and the warmth were always =here—but also the sharp conflict between sard reason which fed mouths, and softly dowing dreams which fed the soul. Suddenly a big break came for Johnny. §. part on a TV show, his first real chance © act. Delores and Julie joined hands and janced gleefully around their brother. ‘Johnny’s an actor, Johnny’s an actor”’— hat’s what they sang. This fairy tale was tarting at home, in a gray stone house in Sorough Park, Brooklyn—just like the irls had known it would. - Anthony Orrico merely raised one eye- TOW. Ann Orrico patted her son on the arm— ut the worried look on her face was ask- ag him aren’t you going to enroll in that hiropractor’s school? ; Johnny walked slowly to his bedroom nd closed the door behind him. He took ut the Tv script to study his part. YOUNG MAN SHUFFLES OUT OF DINER, STOPS "OMENTARILY TO LOOK AT HEADLINES OF |\SORNING PAPER. CLOSE-UP OF MORNING PAPER. [IAN DISAPPEARS OUT DOOR. That was his part. He was the young ‘jan shuffling out of the diner. It was a eginning, anyway. Maybe now his father vould leave him alone about acting. The night after his first acting appear- mice, he couldn’t wait to get home. He new that the family and some neigh- ors had gathered in their living room to vatch the program. Rushing up the sub- ay steps three at a time, he knew more tan anything else he wanted to make his mily, especially his father, proud of him. ) “Well,” he said breathlessly as he stood tamed in the doorway, “how was I?” He oked directly, appealingly at his father. | “It just so happens,” Mr. Orrico said, tetching back in his chair, a flicker of a nile playing on his face, “that I bent over » light a cigarette and I missed you en- rely.” He burst out laughing. Johnny just stood there, stunned and drt. He didn’t understand. His father vst know how much it meant to him. Delores rushed over to him and em- ceced him. “I don’t care what he says. ou were wonderful.” Johnny bent over ad kissed the top of her head, then hur- ed out of the room. —= — ee “Carmen,” his father called out, a little guiltily. He hadn’t really meant to hurt the boy, but he was getting so touchy. He seemed to have lost his sense of humor. Johnny stopped and turned around. “My name is Johnny,” he said defiantly. “John- ny Saxon. I’m going to be an actor and that’s all there is to it.” He ran to his room and slammed the door. “Now you’ve hurt his feelings,” Julie re- proached her father. : “I was only kidding him,” Mr. Orrico said uneasily. “He just isn’t himself any- more. It’s like having a stranger living in the house. A stranger named Johnny Saxon.” “He'll always be Carmen to me,” Mrs. Orrico said firmly. Off to Hollywood It went on like that for many months. Johnny would leave the house in the early morning and study dramatics or try out for acting roles all day. He wouldn’t re- turn home until he was sure that his par- ents would be asleep. It was much easier that way. He loved them very much, and he knew they loved him, but they didn’t understand him any more. It was easier to avoid them. Mr. and Mrs. Orrico did not approve of Johnny’s coming home late. Each night they decided to have it out with him—so Cyd Charisse and Tony Martin told me a very funny story about Tony Jr., their 9-year-old. Young Tony and his brother Nicky were both on Tony's TV show. Nicky was fine and did his part, but Tony Jr. wouldn't open his mouth—he just stood there. When his father asked him questions, he refused to an- swer. After the show was over, Tony Sr. said: "Why didn't you answer Daddy's questions? Why did you just stand there? You talked enough at other times!" “| wasn't going to have all those people laughing at me," said young Tony. Louella Parsons in The N. Y. Journal-American they would bolt the front door so he could not sneak past them. But somehow, they never had it out. The Orricos would sleep the night through without hearing any knocking on the front door. Slowly, painfully, it seemed that their resistance was being worn down. Johnny began bringing home money, money he was making as a model. It wasn’t acting, but it was show business to his skeptical parents. And it was paying off. It was De- lores and Julie who were helping Johnny. Each night as they tip-toed past their parents’ bedroom, they would quietly slide open the bolt. For many months, Johnny’s dark, hand- some face could be seen on the covers of detective magazines and in confession stories—pouting from behind a sawed-off shot gun or poised to backhand a terrified, half-clad blonde. And then Johnny was off to Hollywood. His agent had told him there was a chance for a motion picture contract. A talent scout had spotted his pictures in some magazines and told him to come out to California—and maybe, just maybe, he had a chance. Everyone was seated around the dinner table eating chicken cacciatore—everyone but Johnny Saxon who had suddenly no appetite at all. ; “Dad,” he started nervously. “Mom .. . REDLINE Death OS hm GTO it looks kind of like I’m going out to Hol- lywood.” F Mr. Orrico put down his fork and stared at his son. Mrs. Orrico let out a loud gasp. Julie looked steadily at her big brother and winked. He felt Delores’ foot press his ankle under the table. “So you can starve just as well there as you can here,” his father said finally, but the old bitterness was missing. “Tll only be gone three weeks,” Johnny said eagerly. “If nothing happens inside of three weeks, I'll be back here. You won’t even know I was gone, it’ll happen so quickly.” “Carmen, Dear,” Mrs. Orrico said, pat- ting his hand wistfully, “when you come back, maybe you'll start looking into that chiropractor’s school. You always wanted to be a chiropractor. Remember?” “I always wanted to be an actor, Mom,” Johnny said gently. “That’s all I want to do. Maybe that’s all I know how to do.” Mrs. Orrico looked at her little boy, her little Carmen. How she hated to think of him hurt and disappointed—far away from her in Hollywood. They were just the An- tony Orricos from Borough Park, Brook- lyn. Fame and fortune didn’t come to people like them. Just hard work and a simple, honest life. She didn’t want to see her boy hurt, but maybe it would be best for him to go and get the acting idea out of his system. Then he’d come back and settle down to being Carmen Orrico again. Johnny left New York several weeks later with just enough cash in his pocket to support himself for twenty-one days, and a round trip airline ticket to Holly- wood. Delores and Julie dug deep into their piggy banks and gave him all their savings. He refused but they insisted. They wanted him to have more than he would need for three weeks, just in case the breaks didn’t come so quickly. “We want an actor in the family,” they told him. “Anybody’s big brother can be a chiro- practor.” Tears in Johnny's eyes On Johnny’s twenty-first day in Holly- wood, he was flat broke—but sitting in an office at Universal-International signing a long-term contract, hardly daring to be- lieve his dream was coming true. The first thing he did, after signing that contract, was cash in his return ticket and wire Delores and Julie the money they had given him—plus interest. He called his family right away and told them the news. They congratulated him, but asked him anxiously, “When are you coming back to New York, Carmen?” They couldn’t quite accept it. Their son—under contract to a big Hollywood studio! Every Sunday afternoon, Johnny would place a phone call to his family in New York. They would sit anxiously all day, waiting. At first there was always the same ques- tion—“When are you coming home, Car- men?” Then, as the months went by, they just waited for the phone calls—and finally they didn’t ask him to come home anymore. One day, just before Johnny’s first Christmas in Hollywood, he was awakened by the sound of his doorbell. He stumbled sleepily to the front door and was handed a small, neatly wrapped package. Curiosity got the best of him and, even though it wasn’t Christmas yet, he opened it quickly. The card read—With love, from mother and dad. In his hand he held up a handsome silver identification bracelet with the name JOHNNY SAXON en- graved on it. There it was. The final recognition. The final acceptance and tribute—but Johnny could hardly see it for the tears in his eyes. END Watch for Johnny in U-I’s SuMMER LOVE. 73 |

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te La bpen letter to frank’s kids ‘(Continued from page 33) candy, your ‘Dad’s hand got in and out of his pocket in ‘becord time, tossing him the quarter. And bur friend heard him say anxiously, “You /sirls want some, too? No? You sure? elt maybe something else—?” And that slightly nervous air never left him all ) afternoon. : That’s pretty funny, isn’t it? Because if \there’s one thing your Pop is known for, ‘it’s hangin’ easy. No matter where or | when or with whom, he just isn’t the anx- lious type. He’s relaxed as—as Perry Como. 'He’s famous for it. | But not with you. Oh, don’t get us | wrong. He knows you love him; he knows \you’re good kids. And that’s exactly why ‘he looks so tense. He’s afraid to hurt you. Afraid that one day you won't have a good /time with him. Afraid that no matter how ‘00d a father he is—he won’t be the best. It puts those lines in his forehead. It’s the one thing on this mortal earth that scares \'cich, charming, talented, top-of-the-world Frank Sinatra to death. He might hurt you. And it’s true, he’s got reason to worry sometimes. You know ‘he’s got a suit on against a national maga- ‘zine that ran a three-article series about him. He claims that he found twenty- three factual errors in the first article alone. Mind you, those errors couldn’t have hurt his career or his social life in any way. He could have ignored them and saved himself the dough and the publicity | and the bother of suing. But when he read \ithat article for the first time he threw down the magazine and turned a white I face to the other guys in the room. “Don’t those jokers know I’ve got kids?” he } bellowed. “Big kids. They can read. What Jiam I gonna tell them when they read | these lies about me? What are they gonna |} think?” He ran his hands through his hair. | “Ym suing them,” he said. “I can’t just sit ‘back and let the kids get this stuff thrown |.in their faces in school.” So he’s got a suit on. And now he’s got ‘even more to worry about. His name has |;been dragged into one of the messiest ‘seandal suits that ever made front-nage news. You know what trial we’re talking about. You must know—because you can \/read it in all the papers, and not even your |. That’s why we wanted to tell you kids _some other things we know about your .Pop. Things we’ve heard about here and | there, in bits and snatches, little stories |, about him sent to us and told to us by a j lot of people—some famous movie stars, some newspaper reporters, some nobodies. Its about the side of your father that | doesn’t make headlines. .. . || Like that story we heard from a friend of Lee J. Cobb’s. Maybe your Pop wouldn't | like it to get around, but it’s a cinch if ; Lee or one of his pals hadn’t told it, no , one would ever know about it—because |, your Pop would: never open his mouth! , Lee is sitting on top of the world now, _ of course, but two years ago, he was flat _ broke, just divorced, out of work with no ' prospects, and on top of everything else . he was in the hospital with a heart attack. That was in July. So anyway, as far as money went—and as far as his mood, too—Lee was about as low as you can get... that day your Pop phoned him at the hospital. The call took about fifteen seconds and went, “Hello, | this is Frank Sinatra. Thought I’d let you | know I’m coming over!” Lee thought someone was kidding him, | because Lee hardly knew the guy. _ But that afternoon and every afternoon vafter that, Sinatra went straight to the Fen DA eB RE ee ee ee = av a hospital after work. He was making The Tender Trap as I recall it. Anyhow, he didn’t come empty-handed. He brought books and flowers, and he got lists of what Lee liked to eat—and was allowed to eat— and I think he even sent to New York for some stuff once. But more than that, he brought that famous Sinatra happy-mood charm with him. You know what we’re talking about! He never even gave Lee a chance to brood. Every day he had some- thing else to tell him about how so-and- so said what a great actor Cobb was and how many parts he had waiting for him. Maybe he even made it all up. I don't know. All I know is when Lee got out of the hospital, your father’s car drove Lee to the Sinatra house, and the Sinatra ser- vants looked after him and Sinatra told him to hurry up and get well because he wanted Lee to direct a movie for him. Anyway, you know what happened. Lee got better—oh, I should add when it got too hot to bear in Palm Springs Sinatra moved Lee to an apartment in Hollywood and picked up the tab for that, too—and all of a sudden everyone in town wanted Lee. He’s too busy acting to direct, I guess you’d say. But let me tell you, if Sinatra asked, Lee’d drop the juiciest part this side of Osearland, to do him a favor. I mean any day of the week. He’s paid back the money Sinatra laid out long ago. But the rest of what Lee owes him—that’s not the kind of debt you can pay off. Except may- be by letting it get around what kind of a guy your Pop is. So anyway, that’s the story. Oh, by the way, when I said your Pop hardly knew Lee, I meant they had met at a party, said hello—maybe had a drink—and that was it. Period. So what I’m getting at is—if a guy will do something like that for a stranger—what will he do for his friends? They called him "The Voice” This next story came to us in the mail a couple of years back, and the woman who wrote to us said she’d rather not give her name because she’s a married woman with children of her own now, but she could still remember—like it was yesterday— when it happened. She was a high school girl then, in Gary, Indiana. That was back about eleven years ago—you weren’t even born yet, Christina!—and all the kids in Gary had walked. out of all the high schools on strike, because there were Negro kids going to the same classes. She wrote that she didn’t remember clearly how they got so steamed up, but there were an awful lot of rumors going around that the white kids were being discriminated against, and they were lowering themselves by sitting next to the colored kids—and a lot of the parents talked that way, too. Anyway, one day they were in school, and the next they were on strike and the papers were full of it, and the Mayor was making speeches and Gary, Indiana, was headline news all over the country. Well, the strike hadn’t been on more than a couple of days when the kids got word that Frankie was coming out to Gary to talk to them. Boy, I don’t know if any- one can appreciate what that meant then. That was when they called your Pop The Voice and he wore those floppy bow ties PHOTOGRAPHERS' CREDITS The photographs appearing in this issue are credited below, page by page: 12—Celebrities of Hollywood; 15—Phil Burch- man; 16—Phil Burchman, Globe; 17—Phil Burchman, Globe; 18—Phil Burchman; 19— INP, Bob Beerman; 20—Globe, UP; 21—Globe, Bob Beerman; 28—-MGM; 32—Phil Burchman; 33—John Engstead; 34—Jack Albin; 37—-Roy Lester of Graphic House; 38-41—Jack Holmes; 42-45—John Hamilton of Globe; 48—Dick Miller of Globe; 51—-Rona’s Press; 54——Gilloon; 55—INP; 56—INP; 57—Ben & Sid Ross; 58— Gene Dauber; 59—Gene Dauber, INP; 60—Bob Pary; 61—Bob Beerman. and looked so skinny, and the girls wore sloppy joes and saddle shoes and used to scream and faint in the aisles—just like over Elvis and Pat, only more so! I mean really faint. This woman who wrote to us said she did, too, once, right in the Para- mount TuratRE in New York watching your Pop, and the police carried her out and gave her smelling salts. Anyway, what I mean is, Frankie was the biggest man in the country, the way no one ever has been to kids since. And I don’t know how many hundreds of thousands of dollars he made every time he got up on a stage and opened his mouth, and also he was making movies at that time. But here he was, ducking out of everything to come to Gary. So sweet and good Well, the strike leaders told all the kids to stay away from the Municipal Audito- rium where he was going to talk—that’s what the strike leaders told the students to do. But of course who was going to listen to a strike leader say something like that? It didn’t make sense, the kids thought. So they sneaked over anyhow, some six thou- sand of them! The house was packed. Then Frankie—your Pop—walked on stage. And he started to talk. “I guess,” this married woman wrote us, “I'll never forget that talk as long as I live. I mean, who’d every heard Frankie say anything? Well, he told us the strike was a bad deal, bad for us, bad for the country. I re- member him saying, ‘It’s a Nazi trick to divide and rule by pitting race against race. That can’t happen here because we won’t let it. He told us what I’d been suspecting anyhow, personally—because otherwise why would those strike leaders have tried to keep us from listening to our Frankie?—anyway, he told us that the strike had been taken out of our hands and was being run by outsiders who didn’t really give a darn for us and our school. He was so intense and concerned, and we all knew how much he cared. “And then,” this woman explained in her letter, “Frankie said, ‘Do me a person- al favor. I came down here to ask you to go back to school. Please do it.” Well, he sounded so—sweet—and good. Some of the kids there started to cry. Then he sang something to close the program— . she doesn’t remember what, but I have an idea Nancy, Frankie, Christina know it was probably The House I Live In, because it was around then that he made that short on tolerance. And got a special Oscar for it! Anyway, a couple days later they all went back to school. ; And I think it was on account. of Frankie. “I know,’ that lady wrote in her letter, “it just would have killed me to have him ask me to do something and then not do it. And he’d been so nice, not bawling anyone out, just telling us we were bright and smart—it made us feel that way.” Did you know your Pop got an awful lot of awards that year for that kind of thing? Almost a dozen, I think. But the best award he ever got was just all those kids going back to school like he asked them to that day, and learning to live in peace. He knew he would get well There are other things somebody here and there remembers about your Pop. Sammy Davis, Jr. for instance. They all came around when Sammy lost his eye. The crowd in his hospital room was made up of some of the most famous faces in Hollywood. And they put on a good show. They laughed it up for hours. They gave Sammy all the latest gossip, all the newest jokes. And they looked anywhere—at the walls, the ceilings, under the bed—to keep from looking at the hole where his eye should have been. 75

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He walked in with his eyes dark and serious, and they didn’t look up or down—they looked Sammy straight in the face. “Well,” said your Pop, “what’s it gonna be now?” And for the first time since the car crash, for the first time since he knew he would wear a patch for the rest of his life, Sammy Davis, Jr. let the smile drain off his face, let the cheerful lies stop pour- ing out. For the first time, he talked about what was going to be—his terror of fac- ing the world again; his fear that a one- eyed singer was no one anyone would want to hire. And Frank fed him no lies. For hours they sat and talked about the problems that lay ahead. About the road that wouldn’t be easy any more. And at the end, when the nurse came in to tell Frank it was time to leave, he stood up slowly, stubbed out his cigarette and smiled for the first time. “You and me, Sam,” he said. “We'll make it.” He said it with the voice of a man who had sat on top of the world—and felt it crumble away beneath him. A man who read his name in a newspaper’s cynical list of TH1ncs THat No Loncer Matter. Who had been called every name under the sun and found the hardest one to take was—has-been. A man who had given up his wife—your Mother—and a home to chase a dream of romance around the world—and had come back alone. You kids’ll be able to understand that a little bit better when you’re older. Just remember for now—though I guess you know it pretty well, your Pop never gave you up. Anyway, when the door closed behind Frankie, Sammy Davis, Jr. sank back into the pillows. If the doctors hadn’t warned him against it, he would have cried. For the sick fear that had come to him each time the gay, laughing cheerer- uppers had left, was gone. For the first time, he knew he would get well... . The worst you can say.. I just read a bit in the papers about Frank Sinatra socking some guy. I’m not defending your father for using his fists too much—sure, he swings when he ought to talk it out instead. But I do say, near every time—he had a reason. Like the time he nearly killed a guy in a nightclub for asking who was the “broad” with Sinatra. It sounds like a fairly innocent question—even though that’s not such a nice word to use! Only thing was, the guy was a colum- nist. And the broad was Judy Garland, whose husband Sid Luft, was on the other side of the country on business. And Judy was six months pregnant! Hours later, Frank was still raving about t. “Sure I hit him. If I hadn’t hit- him, he’d have had it in his column that I was dat- ing Judy while Sid’s out of town. For Cripes’ sake! I wasn’t with Judy—we were both in the same crowd, that’s all.” By the way, did you know about that time your father was in a crap game? I’ve laughed about this for years. The way that story goes, for years your father has been eating at one big Holly- wood restaurant. Always sat at the same table, always had the same waiter, always tipped high wide and handsome. So one night Frankie walks in and sits down and the waiter doesn’t make a move to serve him, but gestures for another waiter to take his place. - Sinatra says, “What’s the matter, don’t you want to wait on me any more?” The waiter shook his head real sad-like. “Sure I do, Mr. Sinatra, but I lost you to him in a crap game last night. You’re his till June .. .” Look, kids, we could go on for pages Pat JOEY. like this. There are so many of these! stories it could fill a book. Your grand— mother Sinatra could tell you about the winter in Florida he gave her the clothes | the house. Phil Silvers could tell you aboui_ the time Sinatra saved his act and hic career, and Bela Lugosi—had he lived—_ could tell you about how everyone ir \ Hollywood thought it was noble of Mr ‘ Lugosi to commit himself to a hospital tc) have his drug addiction cured—but you” Pop was the only one who phoned hin there and asked if there was anything) he could do. Everyone else was too scarec’ people would think they were friends of : junky. There’s a New Jersey kid who hac leukemia who could tell you about the trip Frankie made to see her—halfway across the country. There are the Under- privileged Children of England who hav: summer camps now because an Americat’ named Mr. Sinatra got the idea of doin a benefit for them and spent thousands o dollars of his own money making the ar- rangements—with no less a partner thar Prince Philip. There are the parents of « little boy in L.A. who took their three- year-old to the docks at San Pedro to se the ships go in and out. The child fell inte the deep water off the end of the pier, anc before anyone else could move, a skinn guy the comedians all called anemic— this was back in ’45—had made a twenty yard-dash across the dock, dived into th: water, and pulled the child to safety. H: could have made a lot of capital off tha’ Elvis Presley was showing friends (five) a magazine advertisement about the Elvis Presley lipstick on the market. The magazine ad says it comes in Hound Dog orange, Heartbreak pink, Lova-ya fuchsia, Tutti Frutti red, Tender pink and Cruel red. Other people however, appeared All Shook Up by this ad- vertisement about a man and his lipstick. Sidney Skolsky in the N. Y. Post one. He didn’t. The comics went right o: making jokes about how he’d split in tw if he bent from the waist, and your fathe grinned and let them. But you don’t have to hear all thos- stories. Strictly speaking, you didn’t hav to hear any of these—we know were nc) telling you anything new. You know you} father pretty well. Nancy, you go wit? him on tours, to premieres. Frankie, wel § you get your music lessons from you Pop. Christina, you get teased about bein § the Miss Moneybags of the family practi} cally every night of every week. Becaus| your father is around that often. To me sure nothing goes wrong for you kids. | keep you as safe as a guy in his mead | can. No, this isn’t to tell you anything nev) It’s just to say—we don’t know whe they'll be printing about your Pop in th next few weeks. And we don’t care. Bu whatever it is, true or false, clean or dirt —don’t get the idea you -ever have t/ apologize for your Pop. It’s the scandals that make the head lines, every time. But it’s the record c the other side of your Pop, the side the) gives not just his time and money, bu gives of himself to friends and stranger)) alike, over and over again, that is going t} count in the end. . if Yours sincerely, DAVID MYERS Frank’s in Paramount's THE JOKER ] Witp, UA’s Kincs Go Forts and Ts Prive Anp THE Passion and Columbia’! eR

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- 7 ; _we applaud mrs. taylor ' (Continued from page 60) European movie actress before Bob ever spied her, she is also a continental at heart, far more at ‘ home and happy at the theatre, opera or “urban pleasure spots than she is frying venison over a campfire. | But the difference is that she owns a ‘ hausfrau instinct to obey and please her ! lord and master—even in departments usu- # ally jealously considered strictly per- sonal with most American wives! Bob, for ‘ instance, picks out all of Ursula’s dresses— usually solid blacks, reds or whites—and » even dictates her hairdo, still just as it was ‘ when he met her—shaggy bangs in front + but long, pulled back and bunned up be- i" hind. While that’s not the height of fash- ion right now she wears it contentedly id because never-changing Bob sees her ro- i, mantically that way. ‘But, perhaps more than any other reason, we aplaud Ursula because she is willing i practically renouncing a very promising movie career because her husband doesn’t believe in wives working. : “T acted until the time I was married,” she explains, perhaps just a little wist- fully. “Besides, Ive always been awfully I independent.” Ursula was first married at seventeen and at twenty-two was support- ing herself, two children and her mother. — “T like responsibility,” she admits. “I would like to do just a picture every two years, enough to give me money for birthday presents and Christmas . . . but Bob has a different point of view. He wants me there when he gets home.” Nancy Davis Reagan—Ronnie’s wife, and one of Ursula’s closest friends, remembers that—“‘Bob said to me once, ‘I don’t want Ursula bothered with worries about what her director said to her. I don’t want a wife who’s worked all day and comes home so upset or tired with the problems of movie making that she can’t be a good wife and mother. First in her heart... . Ursula is wisely wary of any movie job that would disturb her home life or in- volve her in distant locations. Twice what Ht looked like perfect answers—teaming with * Bob in pictures—fizzled after Bob had been pretty well talked into consent: Kay a, Kendall’s part in Quentin Durward and t” then The Power And The Prize looked ai ideal for a Taylor family affair, but when it came down to cases Bob wasn’t really happy about a career for her. “I think he’s afraid Ill wreck his picture,” she suspects. “He’s such a perfectionist.” The clincher rf he usually tosses at the critical point is, 1 “T can’t afford to let you work, Ursula. ' Ups my income tax and costs me money.” In any event, the issue has never come right down to an impasse yet. ; it never will, because making Bob a 4s comfortable, happy home is Ursula’s first Bi job . . . and first in her heart... . #7 That home is a beige stone and white , wood farm style house in Pacific Palisades, built on an ocean-view lot that Bob picked gi out and bought before Ursula ever spied it. yp ts biggest luxury feature is a bedroom %: for each member of the family, if you , don’t count Henry, Bob’s golden retriever, ~, and Pappy, a poodle Ursula acquired be- fore she was married, “when I needed a man around the house pretty badly.” There’s also a pool where the whole gang 5 swims—sometimes including the pups! And ‘an indoor barbecue of which Bob is stub- bornly proud. Although he banged away on the roof and elsewhere when the house ‘a-building, the big brick grill was the eS Fe ow em ad ty to give something up . . . to make her guy. _. happy. But Ursula has made the sacrifice of Gives even string-straight hair (permanents, too) that born-curly look NOT A PERMANENT! NO NIGHTLY PIN-UPS! DOES WHAT NO HAIR SPRAY MADE CAN DO! Not a permanent: Nu-Curl 70 impreg- nates straight or permanented hair with a natural curl-activator...gives multiple life to waves; lusterizes dull hair; dispels dryness and frizziness. Non-alkaline, Nu-Curl 70 is gentle, completely safe for even fragile-fine infant’s hair. Not a spray: Sprays cannot create waves. Nu-Curl 70 feeds want-to-wave tendencies to even string-straight hair; gives you that born-curly look. No nightly pin-ups: You condition and set hair just once; yet get glorious waves that last beautifully till your next shampoo. Six months’ supply only $1.50, plus tax, at drug and department stores. Mail sales slip to -curl oa G G ui pune | 5\ ANDLIN 70% OF SOLOS HAIR CONDITIONER Robert Curley, Ltd., Dept. D, Mt. Vernon, N. Y. SS for your FREE copy of regular $1 ooETu ee Robert Curley Hair Styling Guide. * Guaranteed by — Good Housekeeping }- Pr ag > S The Medern Curl NU-CURL 70 comnts - UNRETOUCHED PHOTOGRAPH

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Wowing her husband Bob, Ursula and their brood moved in a couple of years ago with “just a few ash- trays,’ says Ursula, but by now it’s fur- nished comfortably enough for the casual kind of living they like. The pattern of living set right after Bob and Ursula were married. That's when their neighbors, Dinah Shore and George Montgomery, called up about dinner time and invited, “Come on over—we’re just putting on some steaks.” Ursula already had dinner cooking but a relaxed invitation like this really impressed Bob. Before, he’d always thought dinner parties had to be planned, formal affairs. Now the call-up-and-drop- over type of social life is about the only kind he’ll go for. Regular customers at the Taylor house include Ronnie and Naney Reagan, Bob and Dorothy Mitchum, Eleanor Parker and her artist husband, Paul Clemens, the Ralph Cousers and Morgan Maree, Bob’s business manager. If the indoor barbecue smokes too much, Ursula whips up a single-plate supper featuring some of her German goulash concoctions with potato pancakes. That al- ways wows her husband. “I can’t speak a word of German,’ he assures her, “but what Germans eat sure gives me the message.” On his first flight to Europe with Ursula after they married he tapped back, “I’m rounding up my little Krauts and trying to make an impression. But it’s rough. So far I’m using Indian sign language.” Just making him happy The little Krauts aren’t so little any more; moreover, they’re no longer Krauts. Manuela, now thirteen, goes to a girls’ sal mineo’s thanksgiving miracle (Continued from page 36) and about Sal’s next picture and about the ’58 car designs and about some crazy new record albums and about all the other hep things they can think of. It will be different now; early that morning, however, with Mama Mineo there in her kitchen, alone, giving her thanks, looking up and quietly saying: “Thank You, dear God, for giving Poppa the strength to make good at what he started that time we needed Your help so much. Thank You, dear God, for your miracle in making Sal’s eye get better. Thank You for making Sarina and Mike and Victor strong and healthy now after what they’ve been through with sickness. Thank You children and for things. Thank You for the new house where we will all move soon and where You will always be welcome with love and respect. Thank You, most of all, for bringing us all together on this day.” for making all four of my get along so good together giving them so many good Yes, it will be different now with Mama Mineo there in her kitchen, alone, giving her thanks. “Because a mother is not as hep to the future as she is to the past— boarding school in Claremont, California, and Mike, eleven, drills at Brack-FoxEe Miuirary ScHoot in Hollywood. By now neither has much accent left and Ursula even less. Just to make things official, a few weeks ago Ursula took her oath as a U.S. citizen. As usual, none of Bob’s friends or studio colleagues knew about that momentous event until they read it in the papers. What they have known for some time, however, is that Ursula Thiess and her kids have brought to Bob Taylor’s life what a once lonesome man unhappily lacked. If Bob gets the little girl he wants next, things will be pretty complete. Then the only thing that would make Bob’s life perfect would be a few gray hairs—to ban- ish that beautiful tag which has clung to him all these years, to his annoyance. But if fretting’s required to sprout those silver threads, then Bob’s prospect of re- lief seems pretty dim. When a score of years aS a movie star, flying in a world war and two sessions as a married man can’t raise a worry wart, even the Atomic Age should hold no terrors. Nor does Bob figure on changing at this late date. “The way I live may seem dull to some people,” allows Bob, “but the way I am—it’s the way I like it.” And the way he is—that’s the way his wife loves him. That’s why she married him .. . that’s why she isn’t trying to change him. Just trying to make him as happy as she knows how to, by giving her family, her husband, the kind of life they both want... . Yes, Ursula Thiess Taylor is a woman to be applauded. She has made a new life for herself in a strange land and has come to call this new place home. She has adjusted to living happily with her husband and is a devoted wife and mother. “What woman,” Ursula asks, “could possess—or ask for— anything more?” END Bob’s now in MGM’s Tie On A DeEap JOcKEY and will soon be in MGM’s SappDLE THE WIND. because a mother remembers the past when others have forgotten or half-for- gotten. And there are things in the past that neither Mama Mineo, nor any of them, can ever forget... . The happiest they had ever been The day they moved from their first apartment to their first home, for one thing. That was fourteen years ago. Mama and Poppa Mineo had lived in the apartment ever since they were married. It was the apartment in which Mama Mineo had given birth—every second year for eight years—to her four children. It was a tiny Bronx apartment and after the children came it seemed to get tinier and tinier. “Poppa,” Mama Mineo said to her hus- band one night as they lay in bed, “the children have no room to play.” “Lo so,’ Pop said. “I know.” Mama Mineo looked over at the crib where Sarina, the daughter, was sleep- ing, then over at the door leading to the small room where the three boys slept. “We must buy a house,” she said. “Even though we are poor, we must buy a house,” “A house?” whispered Poppa. “How can we afford it?” he asked. “TJ don’t know,” Mama Mineo said, “but we must do it. The street downstairs is dangerous and it never gets the sun and the stairs are so high here on the fourth ~

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loor and yesterday I went up to the root ‘o hang the clothes and I found Sal and \like standing near the edge looking jown....” She gasped. “We will get the house,” Pop said, tak- ng his wife’s hand in his. The house they picked out was on 217th Street. It was, as they all recall, the old- =st, most dilapidated house in the Bronx— sut it was a house, not just an apart- ment. That first morning Mama Mineo walked to the kitchen window. Then, softly, she began to cry. Poppa walked sver to her and put his arm around her waist, consolingly. “I know,” he said, ‘sei stanca—you are tired.” Mama shook her head. “It’s not that I'm tired,” she said, beginning to smile through her tears. “It’s because . - .’ and she brought up her hand and pointed out the window, “. . - because, Poppa, look!” She was pointing out at the shabby gar- den in the back of the house, at Sal and Mike and Victor laughing and trying to climb the skinny peach tree, at Sarina sitting on the grass playing with a but- tercup she’d just pulled out of the ground. “Took at the room they have now,” Mama said, “at how safe they can play now, at how nice the sun shines down on them.” The Mineos stood watching the scene for a long, long time. It was the happiest they had ever been... - Something he'd never done before | Then there was the day about a year | later, probably the most important day j in the family’s life, when Pop went into business for himself. He and Mama had come to realize that they couldn’t make | a go of it on the money he was earning as 'a laborer. And so Pop decided to do | something he’d never done before. He de- | cided to borrow money, and start a busi- | mess of his own. He knew something about coffin-making and chose that as the business he’d sink or swim with. The morning he opened his little shop, Mama kissed him goodbye at the door and wished him luck. An hour later, she showed up at the shop with the four children. “What are you all doing here?” Poppa asked, amazed. “T decided,” Mama said. ‘Decided what?” Poppa asked. “T decided you needed a secretary,” Mama said. Before Poppa could say he couldn’t afford a secretary, she continued, “Now you are going to be busy making the coffins, no? So how are you going to have time to call up the parlors and get the orders? So that’s what Ill do. Tl get the orders for you. And I want a sal- ary for this, Poppa. And don’t make a face like that already. I mean that what- ever. little money extra you can give me for working, I want to put on the side for all the things we should give the children. You saw how Sal sat down at the piano when we went to your cousin’s house that time? Well, I want to get him a piano and give him lessons. And you see how Sarina is always dancing around the house? Well, I want to give her dancing lessons. And the other boys like to read and we've got to buy books and.. .” Pop realized there was no stopping Mama. “But what are we going to do with the children?” he asked. Mama had it all figured out. “Some days,” she said, “so they don’t forget who are their parents, they come here to the shop and they stay with us. Other days they can stay home. Listen to what we've planned!” She turned to her oldest son. “Victor, what are you going to do on those days?” “Tm going to take care of Mike and sweep the floors,” Victor said. “And you, Mike?” Mama Mineo asked, turning to her next-to-oldest. “I’m going to take care of Sal and wash the dishes,” Mike said. “And you, Sal?” Sal blinked his big black eyes and took hold of his baby sister’s hand. “I'm go- ing to take care of Sarina and take the garbage to the big pail out front every day,” he said. “See?” Mama said, turning back to Poppa. Then she sat down at a make- shift desk, picked up a classified telephone directory and got busy on the phone. It wasn’t long before Sal was taking his piano lessons, Sarina was learning her tap and ballet and the other boys were swamped with all the books they could read and took lessons on instruments. All sorts of mischief “Of course,” Mama Mineo recalls, “I had to take them to the shop more than I thought I’d have to. Because they were only children and they couldn’t seem to stay home all day without me and not get into some kind of mischief. One day Id be on my way home from the shop and an old man would stop me and say, “Mrs. Mineo, those boys of yours were on my roof today and they started a fire. And I’d say, ‘My boys would never do a thing like that!’ Another day a woman would stop me and say, “Mrs. Mineo, your Sal was up in my cherry tree today and picked all my cherries. And Td say, ‘My Sal doesn’t pick cherries from anybody’s trees—and, besides, why don’t you put a fence around it?’ And then I’d get home and I’d bawl the boys out for starting the fire and Sal for picking the cherries and when their father came home I'd tell him and suggest very loud that he should spank them. I think his hand would have fallen off, God forbid. 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«hole series of treatments to clear up the “ondition which had become so nearly ragic. And then came the worst day of all, six ‘ears ago, when a doctor was called to he house to see what was wrong with jitle Sarina and the doctor told Mama id Poppa Mineo that the girl had polio end that she might die. “Before I found out that Sarina was so ick,” Sal says, “I used to spend all my spare time writing her crazy joke cards with drawings and pictures I used to ake. Then, when I found out how serious ier condition was, I somehow didn’t feel ike making the joke cards anymore or aking the crazy pictures. Instead I be- zan to sit down and write her letters aow—long, serious letters. This is when - became very serious myself. I wasn’t lhe life of the party anymore. I was | sriting these letters, I found, as a much more mature person. I began to under- stand people a lot more and got a different putlook on life. Maybe this is how I lbegan to become an actor. Anyway, I l;rote Sarina all these letters and as I wrote them I used to think to myself, iShe’s so young. Why did it ever have to appen to her? I’m a boy—and I’m older peutes: Why doesnt it happen to me \\mstead?” ‘4is dream come true Sal and his mother never talked about | | Sarina after that night on the subway. But he knew, from his mother’s expres- ‘sions, from the way she was acting, that lhis sister’s condition was getting worse land worse. He knew, too, when Sarina’s \condition was at its most critical point. And then one morning he woke up and jae smiled and he rushed into his folks’ bedroom. “Mama ... Poppa,” he yelled, “I just had a dream and a saint came down and told me not to worry, that Sarina’s going to be all right.” At eight o’clock that night he took the subway back to the theater for the eve- ning performance. No doctor had come to talk to him. He knew no more now than he did before. But at’ eleven o’clock, when the show and the curtain calls were over and Sal walked off the stage and into the wings, he saw his mother standing talking and laughing—talking and laughing—with one of the stagehands and he knew, right then and there—his dream had come true. Mama Mineo remembers this night, too. And she will remember it on Thanksgiv- ing morning as she prepares her big meal, along with all those other times of past laughter and tears. Sal's miracle And she will remember other times, too, more recent times. Like the time last June when Sal had to have that operation on his eye. It all started one night after Sal had come home after a long personal appearance tour. He was tired and had gone right to bed. He had closed his eyes immediately. Then he opened them and brought up his hand and rubbed his left eye. There was something in it. He rubbed it again, and then again, but whatever it was wouldn’t come out. “I jumped up and ran to the mirror,” Sal says. “I saw that the eye was red and swollen—more than it would be if I had just gotten a little speck of dirt in it. The next morning I told Mama about it and she got scared. I went to the doctor that afternoon and he’ said it was lucky I had come when I did—that what I had was serious. I had an ulcer on my eye, he said, and I would have to have an operation. _ two gave their opinions. Then when I had the operation and it was a success and I knew that I would have my eyesight, Mama and I looked at each other and knew—knew that God had given me my eyesight and that it was a miracle.” Like the wonderful times when a mother watches her children—playing, talking, working together—and knows that they are happy. “It’s so good the way they get along,” Mama Mineo said. “Just the other day they went to buy a new -car and they acted more like three detectives than any- thing else. First they got all the books they could on the car and read them. Then they went to the store to look at the car—and Mike looked on the top of the car and Sal on the bottom and Victor on the inside. And then they got together and had this big whispering session and one said, ‘Don’t you think he’s charging us a little bit too much?’ and the other And by the time they came to a conclusion and bought the car you would have thought they’d just decided something for the UN or something like that.” Mama Mineo will stop and smile as she thinks of this. And then she'll wipe her eyes a little with the bottom of her apron and get back to work. Because, after all, today is Thanksgiving and the family will be up soon and down in the kitchen and Sarina will want to see how the turkey is browning in the oven and Poppa will want his coffee and his holiday buns and Sal, as usual, will sneak a couple of meat- balls out of the meatball pot and the other boys will start picking at the fruit salad and—well, a mother’s got only so much time to give her Thanks. 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And I wanted to talk to Mr. Stone about getting a chance to sing on this show.” “Now you just wait here,’ I said, and I went over to our band leader, Bill Stran- ger, and stuck my big neck out. “Why not give this boy a chance?” I said. “Let him ang here tonight and show what he can Ove Bill was nice about it, and Tommy got out on the stage and sang. He did a bal- lad, then a shake, rattle and roll number, and the crowd went wild. Very much afraid I noticed that even though this young stranger from Chicago was shy when he was with people, the minute he got out on a stage and opened his mouth to sing, he lost all of his shyness and was a performer through and through. After the hit he scored, he was invited to come back next week. This time, Cliffie was around to hear him and he signed him for a guest shot on Tennessee Ernie’s show. Tommy and I clicked from the very be- ginning—as friends, real sincere friends who could talk things over, offer comfort, courage and laughs. In fact, we went to- gether like this for eight months before Tommy asked me for a date! Tommy didn’t ask me for a date sooner because he was broke. He had come to Hollywood with his mother and the going was very rough. Aside from an occasional job on the Tennessee Ernie show, he had no job, or prospect of one. He was feeling very low at this time and was afraid he’d never get anywhere. ‘Old Bottom Lip’ I’d call him, because when he felt low that lower lip would jut out dolefully. I love to give dancing parties at my house for my friends. I made it a point to invite Tommy all the time, even though he didn’t want to come at first because he didn’t think he’d mix. I felt sorry for him. He was such a warm, likable fellow. but he didn’t know any girls and was so shy he couldn’t get up the gumption to talk to them. I'd have lots of kids I knew from TV at my parties—kids like Jimmy Boyd and some other fellows who were hillbilly guitar players, and we’d sing, dance and laugh it up. Tommy couldn’t dance well at that time, so I began to teach him. The girls liked him, but Tommy had such an inferiority complex he never asked any of them for a date. My girl friends used to call me after a party and ask, “Why didn’t that cute-looking guy with the dark hair ask for my phone number? I’d sure like to go out with him.” When I'd ask Tommy, he’d squirm and say, “I can’t ask a girl out unless I can take her somewhere, can I? And what will I use for money?” When Tommy became a regular on Hometown Jamboree we used to drive to the show together in my car. Once, Tom- my and I sang a hillbilly duet together— a thing we’d practiced at my house—and the audience loved it. We began to sing together quite a bit after that. Seo happy for him One night after the show, Tommy looked so excited I knew he had something to tell me—some really big news. He said he was leaving for New York to do the lead in a big-time tv show called The Singin’ Idol, a story about an Elvis Presley type of singer. “In fact,’ Tommy explained, “they) wanted Elvis for it originally, but he busy with his picture so Colonel Parke: recommended me for the part. I get to ac as well as sing in it. It’s a great role. sure hope I go over.’ Well, I just flipped over that. I was sc’ happy for him that I threw my arms around him and cried, “Tommy, this is th¢ big break. I just know it.” I promised to watch him—as thougt | anything could have kept me from it. }| was amazed. Id always had a feeling tha’ there was great depth and talent in Tom- my, but this time I saw it before my owr eyes as he brought the character to life I knew that he had it made. This wa: Tommy’s big break—and he had clicked. How big he had clicked I didn’t reall; know until he got home a few days late: and came to see me on the Jamboree| There was Tommy, smiling and handsom: in a smart, new gray suit _and narroy | black tie, and saying to me, “Will you ge! out with me? Now I feel I can ask yo. for a date. Ill drive you home.” “But you have no car,” I started to say “Just follow me, madame,” he said, lead-| ing me by the hand. Outside stood < bright red, new convertible. He openec the door with a flourish and said, “Enter You're the first girl to ride in my ney Calne He was feeling fabulous that night. H« sang as he drove, and I joined him. He took me to a movie, and no man buying < gift of diamonds for a girl could have beer Alec Guinness, who co-stars with William Holden and Jack Hawkins in The Bridge On The River Kwai, was being interviewed by the local radio station in Ceylon during lo- cation shooting, and the pretty lady announcer gushed out: “We are proud to present that famous film star Alex Guinness." “Excuse me young lady," said Guinness interrupting. ‘I'm afraid you'll have to. start all over again. The name is Alec—not Alex." any prouder than Tommy when he paic for the two movie tickets. This big step in Tommy’s career mad: him feel more secure and happier than h: had ever been in his life. For the firs] time he realized he could permit himsel | to look ahead to a future of promise. Tom. | my and I had been seeing each other con | stantly for eight months, but this was th first time we dated as a boy and a girl whi} were drawn together by a great attractior | We have been dating ever since. Just for two to share Tommy and I have become so close tha we have signals for all the world to see—} but just for the two of us to share. Fo/| instance, when Tommy is on Tv, at som | time during the show he winks his lef/ eye. That’s a signal that he’s thinking o me and saying “Hello.” When I’m singin; on tv, I wink with my right eye, and tha tells Tommy I’m thinking of him at tha moment. i We send each other crazy telegram / when we're apart. For instance, whe! Tommy was in Buffalo on July Fourth, h | sent me this wire: Happy FoURTH FRO? Nick, NataLie, ELviIs AND ALL THE KIDS. | When I appeared on Matinee Theatre o1) tv I did my first straight acting role an: Tommy promised he’d watch me. In on} scene I was to take hold of a broom an sweep. As I swept, I did something tha wasn’t in the script: I began to hum Ring Ding Ding, which was Tommy’s latest hi record, and I winked broadly. This bi wasn’t lost on Tommy. He told me lates

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iz | that he almost fell off his chair, laughing. We enjoy being together so much that - even minor catastrophes send us into gales : of laughter. The other Sunday we decided to go picnicking. We had all the food earefully set out under a tree, when sud- | denly swarms of bees—there must have 2) been millions of them—came down on us. ° We got up and dashed off in Tommy’s red ‘ eenvertible and drove for hours until we found another isolated spot, miles away. ‘ “Boy, ’m so hungry I could eat a cow,” Tommy said. “So am I,” said I. Then 1: we looked at each other dumbly. Wed ! left our lunch behind. | The crazy things they do! Another time we went out in an out- board motorboat on a quiet little lake with no one around. We intended to stay out only a couple of hours, because Tommy was supposed to appear on a radio show that night. We were in the middle of the lake when the motor suddenly conked out. To make matters worse, we got stuck on top of a big, sharp rock that was scraping against the bottom of the boat. I was sure the rock would spring a hole and we'd sink. “I ean’t swim,” I wailed. “And I ean’t get this thing started,” said Tommy. “Pye never run a motor boat before.” Tommy made the studio with only minutes to spare. When Tommy calls at my house to take me out for the evening, I never know what to expect. The other night he said we'd go dancing, so I got dressed up in a pretty blue, fluffy gown. When I walked into the living room, there was Tommy in levis, a silly red hat and gosh-awful yellow T- shirt. He laughed his head off when he saw me all decked out. “Oh, so you want to annoy me?” I said. “All right, boy, Pl show you,” and back I went to my room. I came out again with my hair braided in long pigtails, in jeans, a checked shirt and bare feet. Tommy stood up and bowed low. “This is the way I like to see my girl,” he said, and handed me his arm. We walked out in mock dignity. Instead of dancing, we rode horses and ended up at our favorite drive-in for hamburgs and Cokes. That’s our idea of the most fun, although we go out on the town now and then, too. When Lena Horne appeared at the Grove, Tommy and I just had to see her. Tommy called and made a reservation. “A table for two for Tommy Sands,” he said. “Please give us a good table.” Off we went, dressed to kill, looking for- ward to a big night. When Tommy men- tioned his name to the headwaiter, the For a gag, hair stylist Gene Sha- cove has a photo of Yul Brynner on which is written: "Il never could have made it without you." Sidney Skolsky in the N.Y. Post man pulled a blank. “Thomas who?” he said. “Thomas—I mean, Tommy Sands,” he said, tugging at his tie. The maitre de shrugged his shoulders and led us to a table in the rear. “Well, well,” said Tommy, as we sat down at our little table which must have been miles from the stage. “Aren’t you glad you’re out with a big shot tonight? Next time I’ll say my name is Pat Boone.” Although we understand each other well, we had a misunderstanding not long ago that might have become serious if a friend hadn’t put a stop to it. Tommy had played a six-week engage- ment in New York’s Roxy Theatre. Every other night he’d call me, and he was very happy with the success of his engagement. He was coming home by train—Tommy hates to fly—and I promised to pick him up at the station in Pasadena the next morning. I was working in Summer Love at U-I, and the next morning I received an unexpected call to report at the studio at six. It was impossible to get word to Tommy that I couldn’t meet him, so I just hoped he’d get the idea after a while and flag a taxi for home. I learned later that Tommy had sat around in the Pasadena station all“morning waiting for me, and was furious when I never showed up. That night he didn’t call me, and I real- ized that he must be fit to be tied. But I was angry, too, to think that he wouldn't get it through his noggin that something mighty serious must have come up to _ make it impossible for me to be there. So I fumed, too. Neither of us would break down and call the other, and for the next few days we were both miserable. “Listen, you two idiots... It was our good friend, Kenny Miller, who finally stepped in. He brought Tom- my to Jamboree one night, and when the show was over we all drove to Hollywood for dinner. Tommy and I sat next to each other in his car but we didn’t say a word. When Tommy wanted to ask me some- thing, he’d say to Kenny, “Ask our girl friend if she’d like to have spaghetti to- night.” And I’d relay my reply to Tommy through Kenny. This little act went on all through dinner, and when we got back into the car Kenny lit into us. “Listen, you two idiots, this whole thing is too crazy for words. Tommy, if you weren’t such a stupid blockhead, you’d ask Molly why she didn’t meet you and give her a chance to explain. And Molly, if you weren't such a high-spirited little filly, you’d take Tommy’s hand and say, ‘Look, I didn’t mean to stand you up.’ And as for me, 'm CUTICURA guarantees # Log win2ynD di =z LOVELIER SKIN IN 7 DAYS ...or you get your money back! Here’s your chance to see how lovely your skin can be with proper care and the proper soap ... that means, lather-massage a full minute morn- ing and night with Cuticura Soap. Cuticura Soap does such wonderful things for your skin because it is: Mildest of all leading soaps by actual laboratory test. Uniquely super- emollient to help maintain the natural moisture and normal, healthy acidity of your skin. Mildly medicated for extra skin care and protection. 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Los Angeles 5, Calif. hopping out and letting you two settle this foolishness by yourselves.” When Kenny stormed away, Tommy and I looked at each other, trying to keep up our stony expressions, but we broke down and burst out laughing instead. Never been so happy As we drove home, Tommy nonchalantly said, “Oh, by the way, I bought you a lit- tle present from New York.” He reached for the glove compartment and pulled out a little box. From it, he took out a ring and placed it tenderly on my finger. I gasped when I saw it: a friendship ring with two hearts entwined, studded with diamonds and rubies. I was so touched I began to choke up. For once, I couldn’t think of a word to say and I just stared at that ring. When Tommy saw me so quiet, he looked worried. “Don’t you like it, Moll?” he asked. “Oh, Tommy,” I said fuzzily, “you big idiot. It’s just beau- tiful. I've never been so happy in my life.” The friendship ring means just that—a rich, wonderful friendship between a boy and a girl. If, deep down, what we feel is _more than friendship toward each other © we are trying to hide it. We don’t dare think of marriage. Tommy is only nine- teen, and on the threshold of a fabulous career as an actor as well as a singer. He has just signed with 20TH CrnTURY-Fox and they have big hopes for him. For eleven years, Tommy worked and prayed for a break. He practically starved, and now that glory is in sight, I would be the last to want to spoil it. I am just as much aware as Tommy is that as a teenage idol, marriage might ruin his career. Meanwhile, it’s fun and exciting to date Tommy. And I will always wear the ring that Tommy gave me—the ring that is the phe shires: — ee sore a omgpetaati las Sac meee eee et symbol of our deep and lasting sc 7 ND Watch for Tommy soon in 20th Century- Fox’s THE Srnctn’ Ino. the Lord taketh away (Continued from page 59) excitedly. “She was just here, her and her husband .. . And she wore a big red coat and I could see she was wearing tight black pants.” “And when she opened the door once I could see she wasn’t wearing any shoes,” Eddy said. “And her hair was very messed up,” little Dicky added. He squinted. “Do you believe us?” Just like the other housewives The Raynors looked at the autographs, then at each other. After lots of coaxing, they drove the boys to the beach for an- other look. Yes, there was a Lincoln convertible parked there all right, with two people standing alongside it, looking out at the ocean. And when the blonde girl turned to say something to the man, there was no mistaking it—it was Marilyn Monroe. Marilyn’s and Stella’s eyes met a mo- ment later. Marilyn smiled and waved. Stella smiled and waved back and called out, “Welcome to Amagansett.” Marilyn and Arthur walked over to the Raynor car. They introduced themselves and the two couples shook hands all the way around. Then, after talking a little about lots of little things, Marilyn asked Stella if she knew whether Topprne’s, the local grocery- butcher shop-and-soda fountain delivered. “We just got here and our cupboard looks like Mother Hubbard’s,” she said. “Oh, sure they deliver,” Stella said. “Here—” She reached into her husband’s pocket for a pencil. “Ill write down their number for you.” Marilyn and Arthur thanked them very much and after a few more words they said goodbye and walked back to their car. It was bright and early the next morn- ing—about 8:15—when Bob O’Brien, the check-out clerk and delivery boy at Toppine’s arrived at the cheery little house the Millers were renting on a piece of land known as Stony Hill Farm. Marilyn had phoned her order in the night before and Bob was lugging it to the door now and secretly hoping for a peek at the star. He nearly fell over when the star her- self came to the door. “Hi,” he said. “I’m Bob O’Brien.” “And I’m Mrs. Miller,” Marilyn said. Then they began to talk, the big Holly- wood actress and the happy delivery boy. “Mrs. Miller,” Bob finally asked, “could IT ask you a favor? I wonder if sometime before the summer’s over I can bring a camera and get somebody to take a pic- ~ ture of us together. It sure would be something for the fellows down at school to see.” “Tll be happy to do that,” Marilyn said. 7 “Oh boy,” Bob shouted, rushing off. Marilyn drove up to Topprnc’s the next _ morning in her own ear, a black Thun- derbird—no need, she’d decided, to phone | her order in. Here in Amagansett I can just walk into the grocery and shop like all the other housewives do... . For the next fifteen or twenty minutes, Marilyn happily roamed the store. And, slowly, her cart began to fill up with canned cherries and angel-food cake mix | and a couple of different kinds of ice cream and “two pounds of ground beef . and a few lamb chops for tomorrow, and maybe some steaks. And can you cut the steaks thick, please? My husband likes them thick.” And as she left, a couple more people standing around—not strangers suddenly, but neighbors and friends—stopped to say Hello ... how are you? ... Hello ... During the filming of The Pride And The Passion on location in Spain, the on-lookers kept sneaking on the set to collect autographs. Until finally Cary Grant, fast developing a case of writer's cramp, quipped —"l want: to be judged by my per- formance, not my penmanship!" A man and his wife were the next to talk to Marilyn. The man was Roger Mattei, owner of THE Corsican RESTAU- RANT, just down the street. The woman was his wife, Helen. “We'd love for you and Mr. Miller to come to our restaurant for dinner some night,’ Helen told Marilyn. “And,” Roger added, “don’t worry about maybe there not being something on the/| menu you like. I know that you like Lobster Monaco, stuffed with the clams and the shrimps, and that you like the sliced filet mignon Bordelaise, and I will prepare either of them for you any time you wish.” Marilyn was amazed. “But how do you know. Mr. Mattei?” she asked. Just like her own home town The chef nodded wisely. “For many years,” he said, “I am a chef in New York and, of course, I know many other chefs and when I hear you are coming to Ama- ganset*:I telephone the chefs = oe eee ao

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them what are your favorites. It is that imple. We always do that, when we can— Gad out what our new neighbors here ike to eat, just in case they become our ustomers!” “Suddenly,” Marilyn said to Arthur, ‘elling him about it later, “suddenly these yeople were my neighbors .. . and this, well, I felt as if this place was finally my home town... .” The next six weeks were wonderiul for Wiarilyn and Arthur and the neighbors otf Amagansett. _ “Practically every morning Marilyn and yer husband came to the beach for about wn hour,” one local boy said, “and they isually walked up a ways and they'd go urf-casting. Sometimes some out-oi- owners would come and walk right by hem and stand around for a while. But xe could see it made them embarrassed jand so when we saw them we'd just wave and they’d wave back and then they'd jo their suri-casting. }A most wonderful six weeks | “Then in the afternoon—me and the | ther fellows could see all this from the \iretower—in the afternoon, they'd sit jaround the garden. She'd always be \dressed in shorts and be watering the |zarden or fixing some of the flowers up ‘|5r something. And Mr. Miller would be dressed in shoris, too. but he'd usually /pe sitting reading a book. Or sometimes jpned bring a typewriter out and start | cyping away. And that’s the way it would pe a lot of the time. Just the two of ‘|them together like that. || “And then other times, usually over the weekend, thered be other people there with them to keep them company. Once ‘an old couple came and it turned out to ‘be Mr. Miller's mother and father from more times and always brought two chil- dren with them, a boy and a girl, who turned out to be Mr. Miller’s children by his first marriage. And that’s when it really looked like they were all having fun there—Mr. Miller playing catch with his son and Marilyn and Mr. Miller’s daughter and mother preparing a big -cook-out with hot dogs and steaks and potato salad and some kind of cake Mr. Miller’s mother used to bring from Brook- lyn, I think, because it was always in a pan and she always used to make Marilyn sniff it first and then her son before she Cubitt Neen EEE Orson Welles’ daughter Christo- pher has taken a job in Chicago. Soon after Christopher was born, the Welles’ Hollywood neighbor— Shirley Temple—asked Welles: “'Is Christopher going into the movies?" ... ‘Not until she's two," Welles replied, ‘“because first | want her to have a normal. child- hood.” EEE “At night,’ remembers another Ama- gansite, a woman, “they usually stayed at home, just the two of them. Mrs. Miller prepared supper and did the dishes and acted just like any ordinary housewife around here. And sometimes—I know this for a fact. because my husband and I were doing the same thing once and saw them— they would get into their car at about 10 o’clock and drive to the ocean and take off their shoes and just walk along the beach. holding hands, close to the water, talking and laughing and then not talking and not laughing but just walking . . . well, again, just walking along like any other ordinary couple in love.” Signs of something extraordinary And, like any other ordinary married young woman in love, Marilyn gradually began to show signs of something both ordinary and extraordinary at the same time. It showed first where it shows with all women—in their eyes, in the way their eyes seem a little larger than they've ever seemed before and more sparkling and wiser and happier. And then it began to show, just a little, in her figure. She was in the post office one day, mail- ing a letter she’d just written to Arthur's children. when two old women walked in. They were nice old women—white-haired, sweet-faced, be-spectacled and all that. And to them Mrs. Arthur Miller was just like a Mrs. Frank Jones or a Mrs. Stanley Smith. “Tm sure.” one of them said to Marilyn sweetly as she began to leave the post office. “I’m sure that were not the first to congratulate you, but...” “Congratulate me?” Marilyn asked, puzzled. “Qh now. Mrs. Miller,” the second little old lady said, shaking a finger. “Oh now, what?” Marilyn asked. “Mrs. Miller,” the first woman said, “we just wanted to congratulate you on your ... your enceinte condition.” Marilyn didn’t know much French. But she did know that enceinte meant pregnant. “Qh.” she said, softly. Then she began to blush. “I...1.. .” she started to say. “You ARE enceinte, arent you?” the second woman asked. : : : ‘Brooklyn. And then they came a few 4 1 : = re Bobbie is one of three semi-finalists in Campana’s nationwide College Beauty Queen Contest. 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But after a few minutes it began to grow worse instead of better. Suddenly, she clutched her abdo- men and fell on her knees. “Arthur,” she called. Her voice was unnaturally weak. She tried to scream. “Arthur ... ARTHUR!” Arthur lifted Marilyn from the grass and gently, as gently as he could, carried her up to their bedroom. "Please, God. “The baby,” Marilyn moaned as he placed her on the bed and as she clutched her stomach again. She began to cry and the tears began to come uncontrollably. “Tm afraid for the baby, Arthur ... Im afraid for the baby.” Marilyn was afraid, more afraid than she’d ever been in her whole life. “I don’t want to lose it, Arthur,” she whispered. She closed her eyes. “Please, God, I don’t want to lose our baby.” Arthur spoke to the doctor a few min- utes later. “Is it the baby?” he asked. The doctor nodded. “I’ve just phoned for an ambulance,” he started to say. “Ambulance?” Arthur asked, shocked. “We've got to get her to New York right away,” the doctor said. “I’m not sure yet, but we may have to operate.” This was all coming too quickly for Ar- thur, much too quickly. “Operate?” he asked. “Why?” “In order to save your wife’s life,” the doctor explained simply. The trip from Amagansett to New York took a little more than two hours. Two hospital attendants rushed out of the building to wheel the stretcher on which Marilyn lay, covered by two heavy white blankets, up to her room on the ninth floor. The pain had subsided a little, and she had slept during part of the long ride. She really didn’t wake until she had been placed in bed. She opened her eyes slowly. She saw Arthur. She smiled a groggy smile. 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| the heart of town to ask one another nat he and she knew. ‘At 4 o'clock, the crowd gathered in the | ,eery store heard a news flash over the | Hio saying that doctors had decided ‘arilyn didn’t need an operation and that | miscarriage could probably be avoided. | The crowd cheered up a little. Shorily later, another newscaster said =i further drastic complications had set and that doctors had decided to operate, | =t Marilyn was going through an ectopic } isearriage—meaning that the new baby 3s beginning to form in the narrow tube ading to the womb rather than in the >mb itself: that if they didn’t operate ‘mediately there would be a rupture thin days—or hours—and that chances saving Marilyn from death would be -m. yould Marilyn live? “Tt was a sad, touching thing to see the ay the news afiected these people,” one oman, who was in Amagansett at the ‘me. told us. “One old woman was shop- ‘ng, right alongside me, and when she “ard it began to cry. She told me -at she’d talked to Marilyn right there | that store only two days earlier; that =e’d told Marilyn she’d heard the won- }:-+ful news and had started to sew a sur- tise for the baby, which she'd give to farilyn at the end of the summer. That _arilyn had been so delighted and happy lid kissed her. ‘And now, the old oman wept, ‘now theyre operating on | at poor child and maybe, maybe... - eee The old woman’s tears were shared by st about everybody in Amagansett. Then finally the news came in: The operation had lasted a little over , hour. It was, in a way, a SUCCESS. | nere would be no baby, of course. But ‘arilyn herself was out of danger. +t following the operation was that | ‘arilyn wasnt coming back. Somebody id she’d heard from somebody that Mari- }n would spend the rest of the summer ith Arthur in their New York apart- yj eent The reason was a simple one: j\erilyn, talk had it, didn’t ever want » see again the house in which her lost aby had been conceived. She didn’t ever ‘ant to sit in that garden again, alone, ith Arthur—that garden where theyd xt that afternoon so many weeks back ad where she’d first told him about the laby. She didn’t ever want to drive to jacir beach again, the way they'd driven | very day for all those wonderful days sind stood there, barefoot, at the ocean's —dge. and talked about their child and ) (hat they would call it and how they ‘ould love it and how they would do so auch to make it a happy child, so much. ¢) “No,” the rumor went, “they’re not com- “jag back.” ° shout the good news + And then, on a Saturday morning, nine |ays later, the telephone rang at TopP- _|ENe’s Market. Bob O’Brien, the young | heek-out and delivery boy, answered it. | Hello,” he said, “may I take your order?” | || He’d just begun to jot something down n his order pad when he began to smile. | “Yes.” he said, as he began to take ‘own the order, the smile on his face Towing bigger and bigger. “Yes... hes. . Yes... - When he’d finished, he gulped and aid, “Gee, it’s wonderful to hear you ain—and, I just wondered, but in a couple of weeks do you think we can get gether and take that picture so I can fhow the fellows at school? . . . We van? ... Oh, great. Great!” »\| Then he hung up and rushed to the ‘ront of the store to shout out the good ews: Marilyn had come home! END The immediate rumor around Amagan- Never a dull moment when you're bright BLONDE age, TURN “so-so” hair glamour- bright and see how exciting life can be! With Marchand’s Golden Hair Wash, you can lighten just a shade or dashing, dazzling blonde safely, easily at home. Or add sunny highlights. gleam dark hair with bronze. Golden Hair Wash, complete in one pack- ge, has been the favorite home hair lightener for over 50 years. Lightens arm and leg hair, too. Be a gay blonde charmer—today! At drugstores everywhere plus tax 75c and $1.00 One thousand ways to solve all your Christmas gift buying problems 1000 Ideas for Christmas from Dell ON SALE EVERYWHERE You may win a $375.00 Scholarship in Commercial Art Winner gets a complete art course —free training for a career in com- mercial art. You are taught, in- dividually, by professional artists on the staff of world’s largest home study art school. Many for- mer students of this school are now earning from $150 a week to over $50,000 a year. Try for this free art course! As winner you also get drawing supplies and valuable art textbooks. ART INSTRUCTION, INC., STUDIO 10697 500 South 4th Street, Minneapolis 15, Minnesota 1 ti attached drawing in your “Draw Me” Se rns (PLEASE PRINT) Ne Ce thon Ad County State___ Occupation —________—_ DRAW THIS GIRL'S HEAD 5 inches high. Use pencil. Drawing for November 1957 contest must be re- ceived by November 30. None returned. Winner notified. Amateurs only. Our students not eligible. Mail drawing today. as

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If the fourth is a ‘Mike,’ we'll call it quits. If not, we’ll go for a fifth. Eventually, we’d like to adopt a child, one or maybe more. Would you give up singing for teaching? If I felt I could be more useful as a teacher. Right now I don’t feel that way. What's your favorite book? song? sport? hobby? color? food drink? The Bible. I Believe. Whatever is in season. Sports. Red. Whatever is on the table. Milk. Would you wear a toupe if your hair started getting thin? In movies and in TV, yes. On stage and in person, I don’t think so—but then, who knows? What are the three characteristics about your wife that you love most? Her sense of humor, her kindness, and her love for me. Did you two have in-law trouble? No, neither of us. We wuz lucky! What's your favorite subject in school? Speech. Who usually tries to make up first when you and Shirley have a fight? Hubby does—the weaker animal! Who gets up if the baby cries? Shirley usually does. 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Of all the records you've made, which is your favorite? Friendly Persuasion. . Do you save clippings about you? I used to, but it’s gotten out of hand now. I just save the most unusual or most important ones. . How many fan clubs do you have? . We have about 3,500 that are regis- tered with our national organization. Many others are not registered. I wish. they’d write me at 157 W. 57th, N.Y.C. and join up with us. >. Who was your first fan? . Vicki Woodall of Nashville, Tennes- see. She now lives in Memphis and is the president of our NATIONAL ASso- CIATION OF FAN CLUBS. >. When you're on tour, does your wife go, too? . Very rarely. With three youngsters at home, it’s hard for both of us to get away. I don’t travel much now, though. How often do you call each other when you're not together? . At least every other night. Usually the average is even higher. A four- hundred-dollar phone bill is the re- sult—’cause we just can’t hang up! . What's your pet extravagance? . Little mechanical things like watches, radios, toy cars, guns, etc. '®. Do you have any brothers or sisters? &. One brother, Nick, who is twenty-two and two sisters—Margie, nineteen, and Judy, fifteen. 2. Will you move to Hollywood perma- nently? nnn n ncn EUEEUEEE I EI NEEEEID EE UEEI aE debbie tells louella the truth (Continued from page 35) ment of this magazine. I had put it on the line pretty ternly to my little friend. I thought she hould start thinking more seriously about her career instead of putting Eddie’s first. This is what I wrote: Debbie, I think the time has come when woud better start minding the store. I night not feel so strongly about this if it weren't for the news that an absolute new- icomer, a little fifteen-year-old actress- model from New York named Carol Lyn- ly, has been signed by MGM to star in aE RELUCTANT DEBUTANTE, a London stage nit which was purchased over a year ago to star YOU. There was no announcement from the studio about why this switch had been made. My point is this—recently, it has seemed that you are really far more interested in Eddie Fisher’s career than in your own. You love him very deeply and heaven knows Pm not knocking that. I thoroughly approve of married movie people being to- gether as much as possible. But shouldn't that be done without one sacrificing too mach to the other? This is the reason I paged Debbie, as soon as she came home, to come and see me. I am deeply fond of this girl. Having gone with her through the start of her emance with Eddie, its threatened break- fup, then their marriage, and later their happiness at the birth of their daughter, II couldn’t feel closer to these kids if they were blood relatives. 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First—that my children be as fortu- nate as I have been. Second—that my life be of value to a great many people. Third—that I have few things to be ashamed of when it’s all over. Fourth—if possible, that I keep my own hair and teeth till I’m ninety- nine. After that you can have ’em! > OP © PO Pat will soon be in 20th Century-Fox’s Aprit LOVE. END | pre-shrunk elastic assure | white enamel fasteners | eliminate pins. Only $1.59. Why you need the extra protection of a Sanitary Pantie by Mary Ann Blum, R.N. Modern girls and women keep looking for better ways of stay- ing secure and com- fortable during the menstrual period. That’s why so many e = depend on the extra protection of all-nylon sanitary panties! Known as HI-G Sanitary Panties, these white, whisper-light garments look, feel and wear like your regular briefs. The differ- ence is the special moisture-proofed nylon panel (no rubber used) for vital extra pro- tection against embarrassment. 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I would like to do a picture for my home studio, believe me, but it begins to look like The All-American Girl is temporarily out of style on the screen!” I must have looked my surprise for she said, “I mean it. Look around at any studio and there are ten foreign actresses to one American. There’s Sophia Loren, Taina Elg, Kay Kendall, Maria Schell, Christine Carere, Anita Ekberg, Audrey Hepburn, the great Anna Magnani—not one of these actresses is American born. Yet all of them are working in our Hollywood pictures. “Of course, you can say that just as many of our actresses are working in Europe,” Debbie went on. “I met more Hollywood film stars, both men and women, when we were abroad than I ever met at home. So you see, change is in the air.” Debbie shrugged slightly. “Even the MGM lot seems different from the time Louis B. Mayer signed me. Now when I visit around the studio there are very few people I know. I have been waiting and waiting to hear what they are going to give me next because I want to work.” | Marriage first This seemed the time to ask her about The Reluctant Debutante which she knew as well as I did had been bought originally for her. “Two scripts have been written,” she said, “but neither is right for me. Another good picture, The Boy Friend, will soon | be ready and I’m ready and willing to play that—if I get the chance.” “But, my dear, there are so many fields | open for your talent—tTv, even Broadway,” I put in. She laughed, “Don’t think I don’t know that,” sounding like the spunky little Deb- bie I love. “But my MGM contract is such that I can’t accept anything without their However, they did give me special permission to go on loan-out to U-I for the movie Tammy. It’s a cute little picture and I couldn’t be happier that the record I made of the little song is getting more and more popular. Please don’t worry that I am becoming discouraged or down about myself. It’s just that I'm facing facts as they are,” she added with that forthrightness that’s so much a part of her personality. As young as she is, she’s defi- nitely a girl to face reality. There’s a wise head on those young shoulders. She reached over and patted my hand. “T know you think I spend too much time away from Hollywood going with Eddie around this country and to Europe in the background of his fabulous career. But, to me, a career can’t possibly be as stable as a marriage. Any woman who marries an artist like Eddie should consider his work first. At least, that’s the way I feel about it—and that’s the way I shall con- tinue to feel.” No reason in the world Good for Debbie! If more actresses felt this way there would be fewer broken marriages in movietown. But I still had a good point, and I brought it up. “Mel Ferrer and Audrey Hepburn seem to have worked out a similar problem very well,” I said. “They have a little plan of stagger- ing their jobs so that when Mel is work- ing Audrey is on vacation and can be with him, and vice versa.” “That’s exactly what I did!” Debbie ar- gued. “I finished Tammy months ago. Then, as MGM had nothing for me, there was no reason in the world why I shouldn’t accompany Eddie when he went to Europe.” “All right, all right!” I lau~hed—and she joined me. “But don’t you feel that if you stayed home there might have been offers for you, important guest spots you might have filled in—say, in television?” She answered, “Television is a good medium for me—and I’m very interested | in the offers I've had. But here again, I can’t do it without MGM’s permission.” “My real heart" I have a large picture of Eddie holding _Carrie Frances on a table in this room and Debbie’s eyes fell on it. “There they are my real heart,” Debbie cried, blowing e little kiss in the direction of the sweetest father-and-baby picture I have ever seen “Do you know that little rascal, Carrie Frances, didn’t recognize me when I came home? Honest, she didn’t. That’s the besi argument I know for not going away. For <= few days my heart was broken. She’d go tc my mother or the nurse, but she’d just look at me as though saying, Who are you? Anc | _ WHERE have you been?” Debbie went on “T don’t see how I can ever leave her again A baby’s personality changes from day t day—it seems to me from hour to hour And I’ve missed two wonderful months ou of her life,’ Debbie wailed. “Your mother told me that your tele- phone bill from Europe will be enormous!’ I smiled, “and that just about every othe: day you and Eddie were on the telephone wanting to know the latest developmen in the life of your child.” “That’s true,” she replied. “All th: money I might have spent buying clothe and things in Paris I preferred to spenc listening to Carrie Frances coo over th: trans-Atlantic.” “How about those Paris shops? Didn’ they really get you?” I put in. “No, I didn’t buy any clothes. My mothe makes almost everything I wear, simpl easy-to-wear things.” she said. “I’m not th glamour type who has to have a new gow every time I stick my head outside th door. Thank goodness! I hate shopping. Instead of hours in the shops, she spen much of her time while Eddie was work ing really seeing the sights of England an: the continent. “I did all the tourist thing —and loved it.” Something very dear As she arrived home three weeks in ad vance of Eddie, she had been planning man things. “We are going to sell the house,” sh told me. “It’s much too big, a bloomir mansion, really. Even before we wen away, Eddie and I realized that the thre of us were just rattling around in it. 4 simple but pretty place, all on one floo: is what we really want. Pretty soon Carri Frances will be toddling, and I worr about stairs and places where she migh hurt herself.” Debbie seemed gay and happy again, th Debbie I know best. I’m not only fond c this girl, I have the deepest admiration fo her. She very definitely has her own se of values in life, and she is proving it b living up to her principles. It’s my opinion that Debbie has mor to offer her career now than she did tw years ago, September 29th, when she mar | ried Eddie. Without looking a day olde: she has matured inwardly. She is one c those rare people who knows what sh has in life and is appreciative. | “T’m sticking to my story and I still sa you must go on with your career,” I sai as she was leaving. And then she said something very dea using the name she used to call me whe she and Eddie were courting and Id g with them as a chaperone to Las Vegas ¢ some other weekend spot. “Don’t worry she said. “When the time, or the pictur: or the tv show is right for me, Ill k ready—mother.” EN |

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