Action (May 1941 - Mar 1958)

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gle about some sailor lad that sat on the sand holding a dollar in his hand. It's not quite sane, but who expects sanity from — some people. Don Lusher is pounding the cover off the tennis ball these mornings, using a new slice drive that whistles mockingly as it whizzes past the opponent's ear. Very disconcerting — puts a fellow off his game, don't you know. Deep in the heart of math and physics is Dick Harrison, who has suddenly blossomed forth with all sorts of volumes on Trigonometry and such stuff. Sneak up behind Dick any time and you'll hear him muttering, "Now, let's see: if the sine of the cosine is the cotangent . . ." Clark Murray Is thinking seriously of joining the Army in some capacity or other. We don't know just where Clark will end up but we are sure he will Drove to be a mighty valuable man for Uncle Sam. (Say, that last is a good line for a song!) Irene Otkin is working like a beaver on her historical novel. The literary bug seems to have hung its hooks into another esteemed member of our clan who has turned out a story of a bandman that has got "Birth of the Blues" and "Blues in the Night" skinned a thousand ways. No fooling — It's terrific. AMONG THE MELODY MAKERS By May Stanhope It Happened to Them Our first-aiders could have displayed their knowledge to good advantage and saved Frank Tresselt the loss of over two quarts of blood when a glass carafe broke In his hand, cutting It deeply. But everything's all right now . . . and we're glad he didn't lose his ability to play the piano or fly that airplane. Dr. Kllenyl's son, Edward — the pianist — is In the service of the Army as a part-time entertainer. Between concert engagements with the Minneapolis and Philadelphia Symphony Orchestras, he is scheduled to entertain at officers' training camps. He recently appeared at Havana, Cuba, and bases in Florida and Georgia. Alberta Buchanan says she doesn't count them any more — but anyway the girls gave her a brightly-lighted birthday cake and a jug of coffee on that day — February 23. Well! Well! . . . Ruth Bridges doesn't look It, but she is mama to a fine young man In the Navy by the name of Howard Glenn Bridges. When she visited him In San Francisco his buddies wondered where he met "THAT good-looking dame with a dimple under either eye." Teddy Thompson is discovering latent talents as a "spoocher." Was invited to talk on motion picture music at U. S. C. not long ago and received a letter of praise from the Dean. Is now known as "Professor" among his co-workers. No one can Imagine Jack Tobin getting his hands all muddy . . . but he claims that to be a fact . . . also that he raises very good radishes and beets. Marcy Swindell has just accomplished the Impossible . . . moved her belongings for a tenroom house Into four rooms. (Did you leave any room In the garage for the car, Marcy?) Mrs. Enrico RIcardI, the good wife of "RIc," got up before dawn one morning to bake a cherry pie and applesauce cake for Lionel Newman, who is In the Army hospital at Santa Barbara — it seems she knows what touches the heart of boys away from home. A mystery that can't be solved is why a certain blonde young lady came to work with a bandage on her nose. Said she burned It . . . which leaves a lot of room for speculation. Maybe she just ran into something hot during a blackout. LABORELATE5 By "Irish" Roche PNURING the past month, the ^ following members of this department have become members of Uncle Sam's fighting forces: Vic Mlnchow, Millard Henderson, Don Smith, Wilbur Comstock, Chet Webb and James McCarthy. This war can not guarantee for them a safe return, (their destiny will be decided upon by the Creator) but we can, by our cooperation make it more cheerful for all our boys engaged In this conflict. A considerable sum of money in helping to alleviate suffering will have to be spent, and It is up to you and to me to meet this emergency. If, at any time, you are approached to donate to any cause for the welfare of the boys of the service, consider It a privilege to be able to do so. Don't leave it up to the other fellow. If this coast should be bombed and your home damaged, you, Mr. Squawker, would be the first one to seek relief at the Red Cross Station. The Cigarette Fund for the men In the service is a worthy cause and deserving of all our support, so let's be men and give cheerfully. To Oral Black and Lloyd Phillips, who have left this department to assume a more responsible position at the Scene Dock, we wish every success. Jimmy Perrin and Roy Wellington are now the new members of Jack Savage's cabinet. Jimmy purchased Blackle's Chewy, but when Roy looked at Phillips’ Ford, he decided he would not spoil a good job by taking on that much grief. New sub-foremen are Eddie Decuir and Grant Burton. Hats off to Eddie Decuir and his gang. Fox Hills Savages, for finishing first place in the Studio Bowling League. He was captain of the Baseball tearr; last season and his team finished In the winner's circle. What's next, Decuir? How about managing the tug-of-war team at the next picnic? I thought I rated pretty good with the boss until I told him my number In the draft. Instead of sympathy, he said, "You D — Irishman, I've been trying for years to get rid of you, but now it looks like Old Uncle Sam is going to help me out." So maybe I wi II be seeing you next month and maybe not. SPRING Beautiful Weather, Beautiful Flowers, Beautiful Music, Beautiful Girls — What am I saying? I'd better get back to work! NURSERY TALES By Pete Lake This is the first day of Spring, starting a busy season for the Nursery gang. We are as Industrious as the busy buzzy bees, for those petunias, pansies, marguerites, which were planted weeks and weeks ago have now reached the proper size and strength which enables them to go out in the world to face their fate. A thousand pots of them are to be transplanted Into gallon cans and put out In the sun. And the older shrubs and trees are showing new shoots — dandy for cuttings. And there are always weeds! We don't get much time to ro mance over the warm yellow of the marigolds, the bright blue tufts of statics, or the multicolored petunias. For all that, these things are there for the beholding, and we in the picture business are truly wise to the fact that, in flowers as well as movies, there is lots of hard work behind the most brilliant and care-free spectacle. Easter should see us with a pretty nice floral display. Right now the sweet peas, calendulas, cinerarias and pelargoniums are doing their stuff, while marguerites, petunias, dimorphotheca, gerbera and many others are well under way. We have a bank of reddish-purple Iceplant that Is almost a solid mass of bloom and another bank ot gazanlas that is putting forth a vajiant Spring effort for the Easter parade. Flowers, of course, practically hog the show In a nursery. Yet there is plenty of beauty and stimulation in the clean fresh green of new shoots and new leaves. The trees and shrubs are contributing their share In providing a proper background for flowers of every color and shade. Good old Soring! 13