Radio romances (July-Dec 1945)

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I The new hopefulness of a world at peace is shared by the Grahams as, on this very special Thanksgiving Day, they and their children look toward a brightening future. was what made people happy. It needn't be a farm or a physical place at all. It could be a job or a profession. It could even be a family. The more you loved them, the more you did for. them, and then the more you loved them again. It was simple when you thought of it that way. So simple that you wondered a little at yourself for not being more aware of it all the time. And once seen like that, it was something to be thankful for with all your heart. He didn't try to put it into words. He just said, "Think we'd better be starting back? They'll be calling us for dinner pretty soon . . . Thanksgiving dinner. . . ." And his face, usually laughing, was very serious as they turned and started back under the bare trees. It was when they came out of the orchard and started across the field that they heard one of the children scream. It cut across the clear, quiet air like a knife. "That was Barbara!" Dr. Bob cried. "Something's happened." And he started to run, Sam right behind him. They raced up toward the house. They could see Ruth Ann and Ellen, followed by Janet, hurrying out the back door. Down by the swing, the children were clustered in a frightened group. Only one of them was crying now. That was Jimmy, whose lusty yells drowned out everything else. Ruth Ann had him in her arms when the men rushed up. "He fell out of the swing," she said. "It's his knee, I think. . . . Hush, darling, Daddy's here now." (Continued on page 90) 25