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DATE at Whispering Waters Hotel in Palm Springs is Patti O'Quinn, a pretty miss, no mistaking that.
Hugh O'Brian says:
"I GOOFED!"
By VI SWISHER
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J HEY HAD BEEN to a beautiful church wedding, and now Hugh O'Brian was driving his date to the home of the bride's parents for the big reception that followed.
When they reached the handsome house and went in, Hugh nodded a greeting to a couple of acquaintances among the milling guests. He introduced his date to a friend who came up to chat. Then the three of them went over to the bar and had a long drink — and a short conversation.
"Where are Bob and Jean?" Hugh asked, glancing around the crowded room.
His friend looked blank. "Who are Bob and Jean?" he countered.
"The newlyweds, you dope!"
"What newlyweds?"
Suddenly Hugh got that sick, sinking feeling that comes over you like a wave at certain uncertain moments.
He looked around again and realized that though there were a number of familiar faces present, the bodies that went with them weren't exactly clothed in what you could call church-going attire. Too many bare-back cocktail dresses. And not enough hats. Only three, counting his date's. Besides — no champagne.
Just then Hugh's friend grabbed a passing stranger by the arm.
"This is your host," he said, making the introductions.
Hugh gulped a greeting and added, trying to hide his embarrassment, "But
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