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Gordon loses suits of clothes, music scores, and even cars. As a man on his own, he's a panic — ^which is why he always likes to have Sheila along.
BY CAROLINE BROOKS
When Gordon went shopping without Sheila he impetuously bought a one-bathroom home. Now they have a new place with room to spare for Meredith, Sar, and Heather,
■ It was very late at night when Gordon MacRae signed the last of 500 autographs backstage at the San Francisco Opera House. He had a warm, happy feehng of success, for his audience of 5,000 had loved him. In fact, their applause had been so overwhelming that Pierre Monteux, San Francisco's fine conductor, had urged him to give them one more number. Gordon had no additional music for even a piano accompaniment, but went back on stage and sang "Old Man River" without any instrumental support. The applause for that had seemed gratifying, too.
But as he walked out of his dressing room Gordon realized that it was mighty cold and dark back-stage. Lonely, too. Where were the people who'd made such a fuss over him upon his arrival? Wined and dined him before he'd stepped on stage to sing for their Tombola Festival, a distinguished annual music event in the city? Where were Conductor and Mrs. Pierre Monteux at whose personal request he had appeared? And where was his escort to the home of Mr. and Mrs. Phil Boone, prominent young San Francisco socialites? He was to be one of the guests of honor at their party that night. As a matter of fact, where was anybody?
"All of a sudden, I felt just like Kirk Douglas in Champion, his footsteps echoing, as alone and unwanted he leaves the scene of his defeat." Gordon recalls. "I felt I'd been a flop. A janitor came along, saying, 'I've saved a cold coke for you.' Then an electrician and a chef came along. We sat there and talked awhile, and I wound up at the ball park with the manager {Continued on page 82)
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