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kjing for the people,” they told Caruso, when the Met’s Diamond Horseshoe sat on its upper-crust hands, but the galleries went wild. He took their counsel to heart. Though the toughest diamond was soon reduced to pulp, he continued to lift the glory of his voice to the people.
Now another voice sings for them and, times being what they are, sings for more millions than the great Enrico ever dreamed of. As Caruso, the name of Mario Lanza works magic, packs the half-empty theatres of an ailing industry, sends box-office records toppling to bite the dust. Here and abroad he’s taken the public by storm in such a triumph as leaves Hollywood stripped of adjectives, pop-eyed and gasping.
At this writing his Caruso album heads the best-sellers. Along with “Be My Love” and “The Loveliest Night of the Year,” his “Vesti la Giubba” ranks among the top ten. Opera was a word to scare short-hairs with, till this laughing -eyed young man produced a miracle. Singing the incomparable melodies as they were meant to be sung, he’s brought mass audiences shouting to their feet and landed opera on the hit parade.
He’s broken all patterns and shattered all precedents. But we’re going to leave statistics to others and tell the story as we heard it from the four people who know it best. One is a quiet gracious lady with Mario’s liquid eyes, who looks as though she might be his older sister. One is a man who came out of the Argonne totally disabled, but kept his humor and his love of life. One is a girl, her spirit as sunny as her face, whose brother was Mario’s best friend in the service. The fourth is Lanza himself.
It’s the kind of thing that can’t happen but does — a wonder tale both simple and fabulous, and steeped in the warmth of those who lived it. So, without more preamble, here is the story of Mario —
As His Parents Began It
Sixteen-year-old Maria Lanza married Antonio Cocozza, recently home from the wars. They named their only
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