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BIG LEAGUE BASEBALL better watch out when the Crosbys get going. (Left) Phih'p, Dennis, Lindsay and the Old Man choose sides. Bing's acting won more praise than his pitching form (center) from the
representatives of 72 newspapers who attended the premiere and the game. Dorothy Lamour (right) calls a close one. But the boys simmer down when the Voice of Experience warns, "Never argue with an umpire!"
BACKYARD BAR-B-CUE had celebrated guests hard at work. Alexis Smith, Dottie Lamour and Cass Dailey (left) catch a porker with Linny giving a hand. While Chef Lamour bends over a hot pit (center) Chef
Crosby gives out a little dinner music with the Cass County Boys [right). The two-theater benefit premiere followed the barbecue. Over $10,000 was raised as a start for a much needed $1,000,000 hospital.
BARBECUE, AND BING— TAKE OVER THE TOWN OF ELKO, NEVADA, FOR A RIP-ROARIN', HIGH-RIDIN' BINGE.
days that appeared certain ahead, and taking stock of his own family situation, Bing knew that he didn't want to go on living in the gold fish bowl he'd been in for so long. And he definitely didn't want his sons raised in Hollywood surroundings. He has said many times that he does not dislike Hollywood, but just doesn't think it a proper place to raise four boisterous, hep kids.
He went on a tour of the country and, although he didn't realize it at the time, he was looking for a home.
According to Gene Evans, city editor of the Elko Daily Free Press, the customary expression made by men looking across the
wide Nevada plains to the fertile foothills, is: "Man, what a great country for cattle." But not Bing. He rode out with a friend to a high plateau and spread before him was a flat, beautiful grazing land. A river cut through in a twisting hne and off in the distance white-topped mountains were a magnificent backdrop. Bing sat for a moment in the immense silence and said:
"Sure looks like a good country to raise kids in."
Shortly after that first look at God's Countr>', Bing, trailed by eight-year-old Gar>', PhiUp and Dennis, aged six. and Lindsay, four, drove out to see a man by the name of Ed Ellison and in a matter of
hours was the owner of a beautiful, sprawling cattle spread.
The early days of Bing Crosby, rancher, were probably the most satisfving of his hfe. Summer time was the time for play — or work — for the Crosby family. Bing would go to HolK-wood to make his mo^^es in the winter, and would get into San Francisco and other coast cities for his radio programs. He was making more money than ever before, but as he made film love to his various leading ladies and crooned city songs into the microphones, his mind and his heart were in Nevada. And. with the first days of summer, the clan would trot off to the ranch for (Continued en page 81)