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MG-I5B7, Grand Rapids 2, Mich. market — simply because she was a celebrity. Or she was embarrassed and ashamed — because she didn't "deserve" the adoration the world heaps on a popular singer. Many theories. Many impressive labels, like "neurosis," "hysteria," "guilt feelings," "feelings of inferiority." But no answers. And so, for five years, Kitty Kallen lived in a state of terrified bewilderment. What was wrong? Could no one help her? Was she too stupid to be helped? Or perhaps too — far gone? Twenty-four hours a day, she lived with the thought that her mind was sick. The very sight of the words mental illness in a newspaper or a magazine was enough to bring tears. And then something happened. Budd's mother died. To Kitty, who had thought of her as a beloved friend — almost a replacement for her own mother, who had died many years before — the loss was a final crushing blow. The night Mrs. Granoff died, Kitty broke down completely. Sobbing hysterically, she abandoned herself to grief . . . not only for Budd's lost mother, but for her own lost hopes, and for the pitiful shambles her once-fruitful life had become. And then her son Jonathan, a little boy of ten, wandered into the room. He had never seen his mother cry, not even in the years of her illness, but somehow it did not frighten him. He stood in the doorway for a moment, then rushed to Kitty and threw his arms around her: "Don't cry, Mom. It's in God's hands." Kitty wiped her eyes and looked up at her son. What did he mean? Did he mean his grandmother's death? His mother's bruised and tortured soul? Did he mean life — all of it — was in the hands of God? Suddenly, "a light went on" "It sounds corny, doesn't it," Kitty Kallen says today, "but a light went on for me." For she saw that her son was right. She saw, with sudden perfect clarity, that she had expected doctors — human beings — to play God for her, to heal her wounded spirit, to solve her problems, to direct the course of her life. And all along, God Himself had been waiting to help her, waiting for her to turn to Him. She saw that she had settled for a crutch, when God might have helped her to stand on her own feet again. She saw that, after all, there was reason to hope. Corny? Only to those who have never loved a saint, or believed in a miracle ; to those who would not know a revelation even if they were blessed with one. But Kitty Kallen knew. And asked herself, even in the first flush of joy, how it was that her revelation had come through her son. How had he, a mere child, known the secret? She saw the answer. The Granoffs were Jewish, but Jonathan alone had taken an interest in his religion, had attended services, studied the great and holy books, been close to a spiritual adviser. From these he had drawn knowledge and peace. Maybe Kitty could find them, too. She began to look. To read. To attend services. To pray. She began to understand. She had felt guilty because of the huge sums of money she earned. But if the world was wrong to pay a singer so much, when teachers got so little, it served no purpose for her to take on her own shoulders the guilt of the whole world. She had felt ashamed of the praise and adulation she had received as a singer — no mere entertainer was worth all that. The solution, however, was not to be found in turning inward, in picking through the broken fragments of her past, but in turning outward toward other people . . . turning toward God. She saw that she had indeed been carrying heavy burdens. But the answer was not — as the doctors believed — in giving up her husband and her responsibilities . . . nor — as her unconscious mind had decided — in giving up her singing. For Kitty, the answer was to leave what she could not carry where it belonged : In the hands of God. Then she would have the strength and ability to bear what was left, to do her work, to love her family, to sing. A few months later, Kitty had her first hit record in a long, long time. People began to remember her — or to discover her for the first time. Offers for personal appearances began to pour in. Hesitantly, encouraged by Budd, Kitty agreed to appear in an obscure New England night club. She wanted no publicity. She even used a different name, Katie Kaplain. "I wasn't the greatest. It was like learning to walk all over again. But I was able to work in front of an audience for the first time in five years." And able to try again, and again, and again . . . until, one night at the Casino Royal in Washington, D. C, she knew she was her old self — singing and loving it. Other triumphs followed. The Palmer House in Chicago. The Persian Room in New York. The Sahara in Las Vegas. "My Coloring Book." She had her career again, her audiences. And something more. "Something," says Kitty, "precious and essential : Faith in God. The knowledge that the soul needs more than food. That religion is a wonderful, enriching thing which gives me courage in every phase of my life. It doesn't solve every problem — I still live with the fear that sometime the sickness might return. But, by the grace of God, I think I have it licked. I don't think I will ever go hunting for a crutch again. 1 know where to look for help, if I should need it." A New Jersey newspaper learned of her story and ran an article about Kitty Kallen. "Color Her 'Comeback,'" the headline said, referring to her latest hit record. The story of Kitty Kallen is the story of a comeback — a wonderful one. But the headline might better have read : "Color Her 'Miracle.'" — Leslie Valentine Kitty records on the RCA Victor label.