Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1949)

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Doris has one step to go before making good on son Terry’s terms! OL,what BY PAULINE SWANSON Mrs. Day never knows what to expect when Doris, who loves antiques, goes shopping ONCE upon a time, in Cincinnati, Ohio, there lived a little girl. She had a face full of freckles and a turned-up nose, long, brown, tomboy legs, and she looked like Huckleberry Finn. Her father was a German classical musician, and her mother was, well, a warm, round, motherly mother, and a wonderful cook. The little girl’s name was Doris Kappelhoff. Now, you would think that there had to be a fairy Godmother in this story, somewhere. Somebody had to wave a magic wand, if a tomboy kid named Doris 46