Screenland (Nov 1950-Oct 1951)

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Often a sense of humor consists of recognizing a manufactured joke and knowing that it is supposed to be funny, but a sense of laughter includes such things as a sense of exultation over a beautiful morning, a sense of the ridiculous when one takes himself too seriously, a sense of proportion when daily pressure of business grows too great, a sense of the vital importance and wonder of those we love. We never really laugh at anyone whom we do not like. A person whom we dislike provokes irritation, exasperation, or disgust when he tries to be funny — never laughter. Sue and I needle each other all the time. We kid about everything. When I told her that I had been asked to write this article, she said, "Better not say anything nice about me or people will think you beat me in private. Every Hollywood marriage is supposed to have some dark secret." The truth is that ours is not a typical Hollywood marriage. It is a simple alliance between a pair of ranch folk who stay up all night one night with a sick colt; who stay up all night a second night finishing some such Paramount picture as "The Rage Of The Vulture;" who stay up all night a third night discussing world problems; and who confide to one another on the fourth day that the pace is too much. We can't take it. As I said before, this type of matrimony might not work for others. It just happens to be all right for us. More Bounce To The Ounce Continued from page 22 "I couldn't wait for Papa to go on his two weeks vacation so I could paint the house. You see, Papa just finished painting my room, and now I want to surprise him when he gets back. Mama's going to help me. She likes to paint as much as I do. Why, I'd rather paint than eat. and you know how much I love to eat," she said with a mischievous twinkle in her dancing eyes. The Reynolds family have always had a wonderful time, no matter how little money they had. And Debbie has been brought up with this same rollicking spirit. "I've had the best time a kid ever had, and T remember only happy, happy times. My mother was interested in all children, not only me. She became the leader of a Scout troop. All Winter we used to have projects to work on, and then in the Summer she took us all out camping in the mountains. Nothing like sleeping under the stars . . . and cooking your own meals . . . and going fishing and boating and swimming. Now I am co-leader of a troop. I guess I've won about every medal there is to win," she adds with a great show of pride. It was only recently that she turned down the invitation of one of the most eligible young actors in town who wanted to take her to a fabulous party, because, as she told me, "How could I go? I had a meeting of my Scouts. I couldn't let them down. Besides, I'm not fond of big parties and nightclubs. I'd rather listen to Frankie Laine records with my gang and have lots of laughs." , This very natural, charming quality has endeared her not onlv to her fans, but to every kid on her block who knew Debbie when! She used to be Mary Frances Reynolds until the studio changed her name to Debbie . . . but her name is the only thing about her that has been changed. She still plays baseball with all the kids when she gets back from a strenuous dav at the studio. But then, Debbie doesn't consider anything strenuous. She loves to work. She loves to play. She gets a laugh out of everything. She sparkles all over like a Fourth of July fireworks display. She's so full of energy and excitement and enthusiasm that everything she does, from rehearsing difficult dance routines with Gene Kelly eight hours a day every day for their new picture, "Singin' In The Rain," learning new songs, being photographed, being fitted for costumes, and then dashing home so she can bat the last inning for the kids who live down the street from her ... is just considered "having a ball" by Debbie. And "having a ball" in Debbie's language means that life is just a gay adventure. It has always been a gay adventure for Mary Frances Reynolds, the little girl who lived in a modest little house on a modest little street in Burbank, and still does. "I love this street," she told me recently as we drove down it, she, tooting the horn to all the kids who greeted her wildly with "Hi, Fran! How's the girl, Fran!" "I never want to move away from it. I love the big pepper tree in front of my house and the place in the backyard where the grass never grows because Papa was always teaching me baseball. You see, he used to be a baseball player before we moved to Burbank from Texas . . . and when my brother gets out of the Army, he's going into professional baseball,'too." It was only two short years ago that she was the best cheerleader John Burroughs High School ever had. She was the real college rah-rah girl. She was the baton-twirling little filly of all the parades. In 1947 she made up her mind definitely to become a gym teacher. In 1948 she entered and won the "Miss Burbank" beauty contest. This changed the whole course of her life, although she insists very vehemently that should she not become successful on the screen, she will go back to her first love. At the moment, this presents a very remote possibility because Debbie Reynolds is being hailed now as the "brightest young comedienne who ever flashed across the screen." But she herself is not so confident about this future. It's that little 58