Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1959)

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“Hello . . . Dave Nelson . . . Oh . . . Gee . . . Maybe next week?” “Here, Rick, maybe you’ll have better luck with her sister.” DAVE and RICK continued immediate problem, “I can’t get over you, you’re always hungry these days. Used to he Mom had to tell you stories to get you to eat anything at all. I might have known you’d wait until I had a place of my own before you suddenly developed an appetite like a vulture!” “If I concede that I eat a lot, can we skip the chatter and raid the icebox?” asked Rick, getting up from the porch and heading for the kitchen. Rick opened the icebox in anticipation; it was bare except for a can of tomato j uice, two apples and a nearly empty quart of milk. Avoiding his brother’s surprised expression, Dave busily occupied himself, taking two big dinner plates from the cupboard and setting them out on the low dining-room table. Then he went back into the kitchen, reached up on to the grocery shelves and found a can of beans. {Continued on page 88) ‘Going to a party. Oh . . .’ “Well, at least we have dates for next week.”