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Musical Moppet: Doris Day no longer wonders how her son Terry is going to make his living! “First he wanted to be a fireman,” she laughs, “then he decided that he either wanted to run a shoe-shine stand— or be a millionaire. However, last week when my accompanist came over to try out some new songs, Terry came in from the next room and asked him to play softer. When I wanted to know why, my son explained that he was making a new musical arrangement of ‘Swanee River’ and he couldn’t concentrate!” When Doris, who is a very happy Mrs. Marty Melcher these days, wanted to know what was wrong with the old “Swanee River,” Terry replied: “I think I can make it better!”
Here to Stay: Although he has had more play offers than any other young actor in town, Arthur Kennedy has finally made up his mind to remain in Hollywood for good. Sold his Connecticut home and moved his family back to California. Arthur may be abandoning New York, but he isn’t giving up live theatre. He has organized a theatrical group of his own to put on plays for friends and invited guests. If the idea clicks, Arthur intends to play to public audiences. And, knowing the boy as we do, we’re willing to bet his project will be the answer to top-notch live theatre in Hollywood that everyone is clamoring for— but does so little about.
Bright Star: Faye Emerson, at her gay cocktail party, entered the race to vie with other glamour gals in dreaming up new ways to decorate chignons. Faye’s “bun” was encircled with a silver bracelet-like thing, studded with tiny fake gems— tres chic. Like everyone else who succumbs to the personal warmth of the TV queen, Cal was thrilled over her great personal progress. “When you knew me at Warners,” Faye confided, “I was lost. After those bad B pictures, I couldn’t get a job. When I went into television, I didn’t have a hundred dollars to my name.” Today she has a chic apartment on Park Avenue and her weekly salary is ’way up in the thousands.
Fun on the side: Dick Wesson, Paul Picerni gag on set of “ Force of Arms’
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