Photoplay (Jan - Jun 1943)

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for Contented Calves! AFTER APPLYING LIQUID 5TOCKINGS, I use Kleenex* tissues TO 6IVE MY LEGS A SMOOTH, EVEN TONE (from a Utter by J. W.. Olympia Wash.) #£eARE FEET IN SHOES NEED SOFT, ABSORBENT KLEENEX AS AN INNER. SOLE FDR. COMFORT! {from a letter by R. S. P., San Jose, Calif.) WIN $25 (matu«.itv value) WAR SAVINGS BOND FOR EACH STATEMENT w£ PUBLISH iv/vre how rue use oFKLeetvex Tissues savss you Money and mips win r»e war. for Butter fe; or l/lfurst! PICNICS AND WIENERROASTS NEED A 5UPPLY OF KLEENEX. TO WIPE GREASY CHINS AND FINGERS. SAVES CLOTHES AND HANKIES! (from a letter by G. J. E., Great Falls, Mont.) touSee?JP ON A SUB IT'S VITAL TO SPOT THE ENEMY FIRST.' OUR LOOKOUT 5AYS YOU CANT BEAT KLEENEX. TO KEEP BINOCULARS CLEAN A^ND DRY! (from a letter by M. B. F., U. S. Navy) / ^ Hope there'll be more DELSEy* Toilet Paper otter the war (•*Trod> Marks Rea. U. S. Pot. Off..) 66 "Don't Have War Dates!" (Continued from page 57) think there still are fellows who have enough time and money to get around and make themselves charming to someone we have the right to be with . . . "To realize how important home and the woman — mother or sweetheart or wife — who represents home is to any fellow, just visit a service club of an evening," Johnny continued, his hand on Kathryn's. "Here at Monmouth where the telephones are up on a balcony the line waiting for the phones reaches around the balcony and down the stairs. Every conversation you hear is practically the same: 'Hello, Baby, how are you? What have you been doing? Do you still love me?' And you can tell — every time — by the expression on the face pressed to the telephone what the voice on the other end of the wire is saying. "It's probably okay for some wives and sweethearts to have war dates when their men are away. Some fellows don't mind, I suppose. But the majority do mind, terribly. I know, for instance, that the only thing in the world that ever could make me go A.W.O.L. would be concern about Kathryn." He looked down at her close beside him, her heart blatant in her strangely beautiful eyes. He pressed her hand. "Since Kathryn's been here I've been much happier, much more content," he said. "Which makes me a better soldier, a better student." "It's so wonderful to be here — so we can be together as much as possible," she said. "Everything else seems unreal and far away. It's only two months since I gave up our furnished house in Brentwood, had my piano crated for an indefinite stay in a warehouse and packed Johnny's civilian clothes in moth bags for storage. But it seems years ago." AT FIRST Kathryn lived alone in a house at Asbury Park. Asbury was desolate and lonely, with its lights blacked out since it was discovered they helped submarines spot ships passing out at sea. "You can't stay here alone like this," a Metro emissary who brought her out from New York insisted. She laughed at him. "If I don't mind, why should you?" she asked. And she stayed too. She stayed until John's lieutenant and his wife, who is expecting a baby, urged her to share their little four-room apartment at Deal Beach. Deal, several miles closer to Monmouth, was naturally her choice. "Our apartment is like every furnished apartment in the world — only worse," Kathryn said laughing. "But we have fun. Under the circumstances, I do the fetching and carrying. The cooking too. Johnny, who's a wonderful cook, taught me. Often I also do the dishes — not be (z&me IWednelidau, (June 9 cause they're my stint but because I rather like doing dishes; it gives you time to think "But even if I didn't like to putter around a house it wouldn't matter," she went on, "as long as it meant I could be near Johnny and we could see each other for a few hours every day. Fin going wherever he goes for as long as I can. And if he goes overseas I'll try tc find some work on the other side I car. do — so I'll be on the same side of the world with him, anyway. Time enough to think about my singing and my career when this is over." She doesn't swish around in any grand manner. Like dozens of other Army wives on the post she wears sweaters, big enough to afford the approved sloppy look. Between the hours when she can be with Johnny she takes a bus into town to shop or returns to the little apartment she shares with the lieutenant and his wife to do some mending or her laundry anc Johnny's socks. Or she works in the service club, helping the hostesses. "IT isn't curious, certainly," John said. ' "that men depend so much upon the girl they love — or go to pieces at the thought of another fellow's taking her affection from them. After all, when a guy is in service the chances are he's working pretty hard, even taking plenty of physical punishment. All of which is easy if there's no emotional strain at the same time. It's an emotional strain on top of everything else that makes fellows crack up. "Naturally," he went on, "homesickness — and there's plenty of it — makes a fellow more emotionally susceptible. The more he thinks about the girl he left behind him the more dear and wonderful she becomes. It's the thoughtful little things, like Kathryn's washing out my socks every day and bringing me cherry pie because it's my special dish and reminding me the time is short to order uniforms, that I'll remember. The little differences of opinion, the little irritations that are bound to occur occasionally in everyday life together are all forgotten by the men in service when they're away from their women. The more we dream about the wife or sweetheart at home the more we feel a need of her. And the more we worry ies' someone else take her from us. "I know," he said, "that it isn't possible for the wives and sweethearts of the millions of men in service to be with them — as Kathryn is with me for these few months. But every last man in service is entitled to know that his girl is waiting — and not going out with anyone else, i: that's the way he wants it and if that's the way he's going to continue as the happiest human being and the best soldier!" The End — or as close to that day as wartime transportation can get it to you, your July Photoplay-Movie Mirror will arrive. We've had to move our monthly date with you readers to meet Uncle Sam's needs. JUST BE SURE to reserve your copy in advance. We've been going like hot cakes at the stands and, the paper shortage being what it is, we can't promise to meet the full demand. We'd like to know that you are taken care of. So tell your newsdealer — A/our!