Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1951)

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Get BIONDEX today at 10c, drug and department stores. At Home, A Different Man (Continued from page 54) hero is neither Hoppy nor Autry. They idolize Bert. Annette will tell you that when they go shopping for clothes, the boys ask for coats and hats like Daddy's. Luckily, they're still too young to be borrowing his neckties. The baby of the family, two-year-old Annette, is called Petty, partly to eliminate confusion with Mother. Petty is well loved by her brothers who watch out for her and teach her new words. Petty, at her tender age, is not quite tender with the boys. At times she administers a telling blow with her little fist or foot, but the twins never strike back. They consider her just a baby. After all Petty wasn't on television and the twins were! "Did you see us?" the twins ask. Bert had them on his matinee show. Besides opening the program, they sang "Jingle Bells." The five-year-olds made all the arrangements for their appearance in their nightly conference with Bert. The male side of the Parks family has a meeting each evening in the long, spacious living room. Like the rest of the nine-room house, the living room is decorated along modern lines. The walls are painted forest green with a white ceiling. (It took seven coats of paint to get the color they wanted and Bert figures the room is one foot smaller as a result of all the painting.) In one corner of the living room, against the French windows, is Bert's favorite piece of furniture, a circular red sofa. It's here that the three Mr. Parks have their nightly conference. "What happened today, men?" Bert will ask. "I've got a new gold mine in Texas," one of the twins answers. "I might make you a partner." "Let's discuss the details then," Bert replies and they go into a very serious huddle. The boys are growing up and their questions are turning more and more to real issues. "What does God look like?" and "Where does rain come from?" are the kinds of questions that most frequently provoke their curiosity — and stump their parents for a quick answer. But the twins can be confusing without saying a word. Few people can tell them apart. They wear the same clothes, have the same toys and the same interests. Bert and Annette admit the only certain way they have of distinguishing the boys is by the : on Joel's arm. Joel is very much aware of this — and makes the most of it. One night he shared a bedroom with a couple of other boys. When they asked him which twin he was, Joel answered, "I don't know. It's too dark to see the mole on my arm." The twins join Bert for a second breakfast on his days off. Bert usually gets up late, around nine, and then the three men go outside to putter around the house. Bert does his own caretaking. During the warm months you'll find him mowing the lawn, digging crab grass out of the flagstone terrace and trimming the hedges. His favorite flowers are petunias and zinnias. Where there are any small carpentry or painting jobs to be done, Bert does them himself, too. In the afternoons, they may all drive over to the beach to relax in the sun or Bert may go down to the cellar. "This is where I keep my only hobby," Bert explains, indicating his massive and intricate display of miniature trains. Over a year ago, a friend sent the twins an electric train. They were too young for it. Bert was neither too young nor too old. A desire that had been forgotten many years came to the fore. Bert took over a room in the cellar and built a base twice the size of a ping-pong table. Now he has three trains and an elaborate webbing of tracks. There is a baggage platform that automatically loads and unloads boxes; a station with a voice calling out train arrivals, and a cattle pen with toy animals in constant motion. The engines puff around with real smoke. "The smoke pellets are edible," Bert jokes. "Every night it's one for the engine and one for me." The trains have proved to be a great relaxation and he's always experimenting, doing things like wiring new switches in and expanding his rolling stock. Many evenings he drops down to the cellar for just a few minutes but gets so absorbed he doesn't come up till long after midnight. Other nights he may be found in his pine-panelled den, answering letters or watching TV. "Some of our neighbors are curious about Bert," Annette will tell you. "They wonder whether he's the same ball of fire at home that he is on television." "tt/Wtft/rfft %Q toMiM..-" exclaimed one amazed listener when she heard the refreshingly different radio program, "My True Story". She's not the only listener who says this, either, for "My True Story" presents real-life dramas of reallife people, direct from the files of True Story Magazine. They're stories that could be your own, your neighbors', or your friends' . . . everyday loves, hopes, fears and problems of real people. TUNE IN ii MY TRUE STORY 1 1 .AMERICAN BROADCASTING STATIONS