Radio Mirror: The Magazine of Radio Romances (Jan-June 1943)

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CLEANSING TISSUES, When Two Are Single Hearted Continued from page 4 shell-shocked or crippled he didn't want her to feel bound to him. He wanted her to come to him with a heart as eager as his own. ITER letters delighted him. One came •*■■*■ written on odd scraps of paper, the back of a sales slip, a page torn from the "Z" section of a small address book, the white space bordering a monthly church calendar, the envelope in which his last letter had gone to her; whatever scraps she had been able to salvage from her bag. She was, she wrote, downtown making train reservations for Battle Creek, Michigan. "I'm going to take a course in dietetics," she explained. "Lee's wonderful Jeanetta is going too. I must keep busy. The Red Cross work I've been doing isn't enough any longer." They didn't send him overseas. They held him, much against his will, in Georgia. He wrote her of his disappointment. He would, he promised, do his utmost to train the boys bound overseas so they would do a good job and quickly. He told her he had been promoted and hoped she would be proud of the two bright bars he even then was wearing on his shoulders. She answered enthusiastically on a brown paper bag she found on a park bench. Her next letter, however, scribbled on the back of blank checks was brokenhearted. "I can't bear it," she wrote, "that you're not able to come to Battle Creek with Lee, be his best man when he marries Jeanetta." When Lee and Jeanetta returned to Georgia they were, of course, full of stories about Louise, of how well she looked, of how much she missed him — really, and of how tirelessly she was working so she wouldn't be too lonely. Then the wonderful, wonderful letter came. It was waiting for him one summer evening when he came in from the rifle range. "I'm accepting Jeanetta's invitation to visit her and Lee and see their apartment — AND YOU!" Louise wrote. Promptly Parks took Lee aside. "I'll thank you and Jeanetta to leave Louise and me alone just as quickly as possible," he said. "I've got something to say to Louise that just can't wait any longer!" Lee and Jeanetta, knowing how little Parks had to worry about and how much he worried, saw to it that he and Louise were alone under a soft gold moon fifteen minutes after they _jsS«> 60 reached home. He had planned all he wanted to say with elaborate care. Marching out to the rifle range, drilling, doing his paper work, falling to sleep at night he had strung fine words together and rearranged them over and over, like a jeweler matching priceless pearls. But when he stood alone with Louise he forgot all this, and grabbed her, and fairly shouted "Louise, do you love me enough to marry me, Honey?" "It's about time!" she told him. "Why," he protested, "I've told you a hundred times and in a thousand ways how much I love you. . . ." "That you loved me, yes," she said laughing. "But never has one word of marriage escaped your lips. I should know! I've been waiting a long time to hear it!" He would not, however, marry her until peace came. He would not chance coming home broken and permitting her to be bound to him. So it was following the Armistice that they were married in the Methodist Church at San Marcas. It was crowded to its white doors, with family and friends and all the Mexicans and negroes who worked for the Johnson family. The cellars of the big house yielded wine stored years for this occasion. The three-tiered wedding cake ornately iced towered above the silver and china and crystal on the flower bedecked table. And under the wedding veil which her' mother and her grandmother had worn before her Louise's hair was a shining halo. Parks and Louise are single-hearted. Even that time Parks' business failed and they counted the coins that were left, refusing to let her people know . . . Even when they built their ranch house on Crystal Creek and saved until they could buy Joe's Hill where they first held hands and looked out upon the world in sunset . . . Even as Parks tours the land with his radio show, Vox Pop, which has made him wealthy and famous and, true to her word, Louise always goes along . . . Even now that their children, Betty and Bill, are grown and they wait daily, concerned but proud, to hear that Bill, in the reserve, has left his university for active service. . . . For through all the years Parks and Louise Johnson have placed each other before everything else, even themselves. "Which is," they say "all any man and woman need to do to be as happy." ayfieuoTc-' LYN MURRAY, whose radio choral group, the Lyn Murray Singers, has been praised by outstanding critics as the equal of the great English Singers. Murray's talented vocalists are heard on the All Time Hit Parade Fridays on NBC and on the Hit Parade, Saturdays on CBS. In addition to this work, Lyn Murray writes and conducts the special orchestral mood music for the Sunday night CBS Radio Reader's Digest. Born in London, Murray, as a child, wanted to be a sailor, a newspaperman or an actor. His father, a violinist, wanted him to be a businessman, but he taught his son music. Lyn tried all three of his childhood ambitions, and then broke into radio in its very early days, in Newport News, Virginia. Despite a heavy schedule, he still finds time to compose some music for his own enjoyment.