Don's other life (1944)

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The Second Generation Sam, Jr. and Billy Cowling The Owens: Mary Ann, 9; Noel, 3; and Johnny, 6. Gather around now. Breakfast Clubbers, and meet the second generation. You’ve met the McNeill trio — Tommy, Donny and Bobby — sev¬ eral times, but this is the first opportunity we’ve had to introduce the Baker, Cowling and Owens children. John Willard Baker John Willard Baker just made the deadline for this book by arriving on June 29, which is his dad’s birthday, too. Don’t you think he is a dead ringer for his dad — even to the double chin and receding forehead? Sam and Billy Cowling, aged 7 anti 5, re¬ spectively, struck this reflective pose when they were asked to comment on their dad’s work. After some deliberation they thought¬ fully chorused: “Nuts!” "/ liked the two words your Tommy used to de¬ scribe Mary Ann Owens: fff oooo, Woooo!' ” It was beginning to look like the Breakfast Club of 1960 would be dominated by mere males until jack Owens returned to Chicago and the program with his lovely family. That was a happy day for all of us, and it prompted Mrs. Laurel Vincent of Amboy, Ind. to write recently: