Photoplay (Jul-Dec 1954)

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DEAN AND JERRY This is a letter of thanks ! Thanks from a couple of grateful screwballs to the several thousand readers of Photoplay who took time from busy schedules to write letters asking Dean and me to please remain together as a team. We couldn't attempt to put into words the deep feeling of gratitude we feel toward Photoplay and its readers for their response to the wonderfully warm story Maxine Arnold wrote concerning our problems and the possibility that Martin & Lewis were on the verge of splitting up as a team. That story and the flood of letters that followed did more than any one thing to make us realize how foolish and petty our imaginary grievances were. There have been reams of copy written purporting to tell the "Behind-the-Scenes" reasons for our so-called feud, but so far none of them have even approached the truth. The simple truth is this ! It all started when Dean called me an imbecile. I told him to prove it and that's what we fought about. He did!! What's more we were very content with Dean being the romantic type and me being my normal idiotic self but when Marilyn Monroe picked me as one of the ten sexiest men in Hollywood, the Italian street singer flipped. He screamed bribery, fraud and demanded Marilyn be psychoanalyzed since no one in her right mind would consider me anything but an escapee from the booby hatch. To wax serious again, we once more humbly thank our well-wishers for giving us the finest milestone in the careers of two very grateful guys. 41