Radio stars (Oct 1934-Sept 1935)

RADIO STARS here are the answers Uncle Answer Man takes the matter up with the stars GRACIOUS sakes, doesn't your Answer Man have enough trouble with missives without having to worry about chain letters? One correspondent writes that people out her way (Kansas) are getting thirty to fifty dimes in every mail. Your Uncle would gladly go into this thing, hut if he made all that money he'd probably dash off to Bermuda or somewhere, and then where would all the curious readers of Radio Stars be, eh ? The only kind of letter Unkie would go into would be one that would help his question-answering art. For instance, if a chain letter could spread his assurance: (1) That one of the surest ways not to get tickets to broadcasts is to write to him; (2) that he really can't answer letters personally; (3) that he must of necessity confine his answers to questions asked about network artists ; and (4) that each correspondent should confine himself to two questions, then a great work would have been accomplished. Having polished that off, Uncle A. M. will endeavor to show you in his own inimitable way how he turned inquiring reporter and took your last batch of letters around Radio Row to put the questions right up to the artists themselves. Unkie: Ah, there, Peggy Allenby. Do tell me your birth-date, height, weight and stuff like that. And, by the way, are you married? Peggy: Yes, I am. To John McGovern, the one who used to be the NBC production man — and don't be getting familiar, or I'll have him take you apart ! Anyhow, I was born February 14th, 1907, in New York City. I am five feet six inches tall, I weigh one hundred and twenty-five pounds, and if you'd use your eyes you would see for yourself that I have dark hair, brown eyes and skin that's fair. Unkie: Fair enough! Yoo hoo, there, Myrtle Vail, I have some readers who're simply screaming for the cast of your Myrt and Marge show. Myrt: W hich is no reason you should scream ! Anyway, just to keep you quiet: Myrt, Myrtle Vail (that's I'm); Marge, Donna Damerel ; Jack Arnold, Vinton Haworth ; Clarence Tiffingtuffer (the sweet thing!), Ray Hedge (who's really a regular guy); Biddie, the cop, Vincent Coleman; Phyllis Rogers, Dorothy Day; Billy DeVere, Eleanor Rella; Mr. Hayfield, Karl Way; Sanfield M alone, Reg Knorr; Mr. Armstrong, Eugene McGillen ; Agatha Folsom, Violet LeClaire ; Mrs. Armstrong, Jeanne Juvalier; Jimmy Minter, Ray Appleby; Lorraine Robbins, Joan Myers. Now go 'way ! Unkie: Soitinly, Moit, on account of here comes Carlo of Captain Henry's Show Boat. Hey, Carlo, tell me something about yourself. Carlo: With pleasure, Senor. My real name is Santos Ortega. My father was Spanish, my mother Irish. But strangely enough, I can't speak Spanish. I spoke it fluently when I was a boy, but I'm getting along in years now. I'm twenty-eight. Still, after experience on the Broadway stage, I've learned to play Spaniards, Irish cops, Italians, Russians and other types. I also like to play cowboys. Unkie: Oh, goody! You be the cowboy and I'll be the Indian. Oh, no, here comes my assistant, Snooper O 'Flaherty. Say, Snoop, did you find out yet whether Lanny Ross is going to make a picture this year? Snoop: Well, the studio rumor mongers say certainly not until this fall, if at any time. Lanny wasn't satisfied with the role he played in his last picture, 'tis said, and if he does {Continued on page 72) 90 Printed in the U. S. A. by Art Color Printing Company. Dunellen, N. J.