Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1949)

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his father — the slow, easy smile, the quiet manner and large stature. Not even four yet, he's as tall as a fiveyear-old. And here's the pay-off. . . . He's a veteran broadcaster — in fact, draws more fan mail per program than his renowned father! At the age of two, Casey Murrow interviewed Santa Claus on his Dad's broadcast and told listeners what to expect for Christmas. At the more mature age of three, Casey took over the analysis portion of the Edward R. Murrow With The News program and discussed the latest developments on the Christmas gift front. When the mail poured in, Casey decided to get back to his toys, leaving Daddy to answer the letters. But that doesn't mean Casey isn't adept any place except before a microphone. A year ago, Ed planned to take his offspring to the zoo, but had to postpone the trip for a party celebrating his winning the Alfred I. du Pont Radio Commentator Award. Casey attended the party, enjoyed every bit of it and concluded enthusiastically, "This is better than the zoo!" Besides the Alfred I. du Pont Award, Murrow has received the Overseas Press Club 1947 Award and the National Headiiners' Club Award, which he was given for "the best foreign on-thespot radio reporting coverage of Princess Elizabeth and Philip in England last Fall." When they went to London in 1947, the Murrows found a shocking change. "Things improve badly," explained Mrs. Murrow, and Ed found much the same situation. The country where they had lived for nine years seemed not to have come back to its own and it's no wonder that when the Murrows returned to America, they were quick to decide on the purchase of the cedar log cabin. "I saw the place a couple of times when I went golfing up here with pals of mine," Ed explains. "It always intrigued me — a throwback to my early lumber days, I guess. When I heard it was for sale, I asked Jan to look at it with me. 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