Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1958)

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August 27, 1958 — it was a day Tommy Sands would never forget. The day he turned twenty-one. And Judi Meredith gave him a lovely new script-holder. And he kissed her for it. And they talked . . . HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TOMMY , . Tommy Sands unwrapped the large, flat package, and stood for a moment, dumbstruck and blushing. He didn’t know what to say. “Aw, Judi, you shouldn’t have!” he finally blurted. “Happy twenty-first birthday, Tommy,” Judi Meredith laughed. He bent quickly and kissed her. “How’d you know? You’re wonderful. And it’s wonderful. How’d you know I needed a script-holder? And red leather — how’d you guess that was my favorite color? And my name on it — in gold, yet!” “A little bird on the ‘Mardi Gras’ set over at 20th told me,” she grinned. Suddenly he reached ( Continued on page 96) 67