Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1948)

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It couldn't be done, till Father Peyton did it: stars whose time is measured in gold give it, for nothing, to the dramatic productions of Father Peyton's Family Theater. Mutual contributes the time — Thurs., 10 P.M. EDT. it PRAYS TO G carloads of hard commercial facts, and heartless hucksters he in ambush at every turn. You wish, for instance, to persuade Bing Crosby to take the air for you. You've half lost already. Bing's a busy fellow. He has movies to think about, and his own radio show, and benefits, and his ranch, and his family. "Oh, you couldn't possibly get Bing," you'll be assured. Father Pat in his zeal didn't think about all this. He is a huge broth of a man, six feet four, 207 pounds, now aged forty years, sandy-haired, pink-faced, and by some accounts naive. To begin near the beginning, one day in 1945 Bing Crosby took a telephone call from New York. "Bing," said the voice, "I'm a Catholic priest from Albany and I want you to do something for Our Lady." "Certainly, Father," said Bing. And on Mother's Day that year, at 7 A. M., Bing Crosby went (Continued on page 86)