Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1948)

Keenan for almost a year. It was a lonely year for him and he missed the fun and talk and good times at the Wynns. He was happy “to come home again” when the misunderstanding cleared up. They’ve shared sorrows and new tragedies together. It was Keenan and Evie who were riding with Van the night of his accident. It was Keenan who sat by his bed day and night until Van was out of danger. It was Van, rounding over a hill in his car on a Sunday morning, who found Keenan lying unconscious on the highway, his motorcycle a twisted wreck where a car had struck head on. “Remember this ambulance?” the young interne asked Van as they raced with Keenan to the hospital. It was the identical ambulance, the same driver that had carried Van after his accident. And now it was Van who sat night after night by Keenan’s bedside until the danger was past and it was Van who telephoned Keenan’s father, Ed Wynn, to come quickly. As the ambulance sped along that day, another passed it on Wilshire Boulevard going in the opposite direction. It was Evie still very ill being taken home from the hospital with the youngest Wynn son, Tracy. It was Van again who brought her word of Keenan. And it was Van, who, despite his fears for Keenan, kept reassuring her all was well. Of such shared experiences friendships are made and not easily forgotten. Keenan loved motors. Evie loved tennis. Van loved tennis. So Evie and Van played together. Or the group gathered at the Gary Coopers on a Sunday for swimming, tennis or Ping-pong. Keenan would remain for a little while, wander around by himself and go home. Thus gradually the rift widened and Van, sharing Evie’s likes — not through any artificial choice of his own but because he honestly preferred them — was there as Evie’s partner, dancing, swimming, or playing tennis. No hard feelings whatsoever have arisen. To each his own . . . and it so happened Evie’s path and Van’s lay in the same direction. Whether they will ever meet at some future juncture, no one knows. Not Evie, not Van. Until she is divorced no plans could be discussed, of course. Van, more than anyone, needs a home and roots and love and family. And Evie needs someone who loves sharing a home and all that goes with it. Grounded in the theater, with both parents professionals, Keenan knows in his heart that the theater will always be his first home. So, as Evie says, “It’s for the fates to decide.” The End Caught at play on set — Margaret O’Brien and Tom Drake take turns at game Yes, Mother . . . tonight you can actually relieve distress of your child’s cold while she sleeps! For as your little one slumbers peacefully, this soothing medication keeps right on working to relieve And ... it keeps up this wonderful penetrating-stimulating action for hours... to soothe distress, ease discomforts while the child sleeps. Often by morning most misery of the cold is gone. discomforts of her cold. To give your child this welcome relief, simply rub throat, chest, back with warming, comforting Vicks VapoRub at bedtime. Even as you rub it on, VapoRub starts to relieve distress and invite restful sleep. It Penetrates to upper bronchial tubes with special soothing medicinal vapors. It Stimulates chest and back surfaces like a warming and comforting poultice. Best-known home you con use to re Used By 88 Out Of 100 Mothers in Rochester In an independent door-to-door survey in Rochester, N. Y., 88 out of every 100 young mothers called on said they use Vicks VapoRub to relieve distress of colds. You’ll know the reason for this overwhelming preference when you use VapoRub yourself. Because only Vicks VapoRub gives you this special penetrating stimulating action. It relieves distress of colds while you sleep! For children or adults. mm