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He was 46, she was only 18. People said their December-May radio romance would not last. . . .
BUT--
They
Found
Happiness
John Daggett, pioneer radio announcer of the Southland, and beloved by thousands of children and grown-ups alike, finds contentment with "Pal-o'-Mine" and his "Little Boy Blue."
UNCLE JOHN DAGGETT was forty-six when he first met Pal-o'Mine. Marguerite Bunton, a charming, vivacious girl, was just eighteen. She had come to the old KHJ studios on the roof of the Times building with the Girls' Glee Club of Lincoln High School, which she directed. When the glee club finished its numbers and Miss Bunton put down her baton, Uncle John, captivated by her charm and the buoyancy of her refreshing and delightful personality, jokingly told her and thousands of radio listeners: "If I was only 25 years younger a lot of young men out at Lincoln High School would have to reckon with a serious competitor."
^ Two years later— on October 3, 1926 -they were married. Surrounded by the Little Boy Blues, Red Riding Hoods and other youngsters who knew and loved Uncle John as a father, the ceremony, performed by Bishop Bertram Stevens of St. Paul's cathedral, was broadcast from the studios of KHJ. It was the first radio wedding in the West.
While the youngsters were delighted with this union of Uncle John and Pal-o'-Mine, many oldsters among Uncle John's followers wagged their heads. It was another December-May marriage, they said, and would not last.
But the head-waggers were doomed to disappointment. For Uncle John's
and Pal-o'-Mine's — he gave her this delightful cognomen the night of the wedding — romance did last and today, although both are in semi-retirement from radio activities, they still represent radio's first and happiest romance.
Perched high upon one of the hills between Hollywood and Los Angeles, above the roar of automobile exhausts and the rattle of street-cars and as near to nature as one can get and still be in close proximity to the metropolitan city, stands their home, "Palcrest." Here the Daggetts — Uncle John, Pal-o'-Mine, and Baby John (he was three years old March 9) — make their home.
ROLLING, emerald-green hills, streaked with wild mustard, surround
By Deborah Barrington
Palcrest. Crowning the top of the hills to the east stands Antonio Moreno's home. Los Angeles city hall tower forms a back-drop to the southeast. Bustling Hollywood lies to the west and south. The lavender and dark green velvet hills of Hollywood and the purple mountains of the Coast Range rise majestically to the north. The Daggetts live on top of the world.
When I called at Palcrest one bright morning early in March, Uncle John, who on April 13 will celebrate the ninth anniversary of the launching of his radio career, was pulling weeds in his garden Close upon his heels was Baby John, who, although somewhat badly scratched as a result of numerous
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