Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1948)

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Their time is chore-time for Guy and brother Wayne, two happy young men-about-home BY GUY MADISON (a# told to Ruth Water bury) Day’s end check-up — of Wayne’s studies at college of Guy’s striving for perfection as an actor LIKE most of the guys my age, I am a returned service man. I didn’t get overseas. But just getting away from home changes you. You have to keep your gear clean. Your mother isn’t around to pick up after you. You have to obey. You learn how to take care of yourself. You get independent of your parents, but at the same time you learn you’re not living in any private world. There’s a lot of other people you have to adapt yourself to — or else. And then there’s the problem of a post-war job and money. I was lucky. I got a job while I was still in uniform. But Hollywood is full of big expenses. That’s why, these days, I’m living in a small house, doing my own cooking and housework. You know, almost every guy I know is able to cook — and that’s not through love of food — or at least not just that — but because it saves dough. A lot of them, like me, originally learned to cook while out hunting. That is, you learned to make coffee and bacon and eggs and even biscuits and then you’d cook the game you killed. But coming out of service, you bought food and cooked it yourself to save the price of restaurants. I can fix a hearty breakfast— my idea of a good one is oatmeal, bacon and eggs and coffee — and for dinner I do all right by roasts and potatoes, salad and milk. I don’t go for milk as much as I used to nor do I have the appetite I once had, so it’s pretty easy. I can’t bake pies or cakes but I do all right by waffles and the rest of