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Eddie first met Mindy when she was a self-conscious bobbysoxer — a long way from the poised young singer he first managed, then married.
From bobbysocks to silk stockings, from tomboy to wife — my wife — from a sales job to star billing over NBC:
that is the telescoped story of Mrs. Eddie Joy, nee Mindy Carson.
Mindy, at twenty-two, has a radiant smile, beautiful blue eyes and soft brown hair. She was always that way. She has poise and feminine grace. But she wasn't always that way. Certainly not the first time I saw her.
"Who's the kid?" I asked.
The "kid" wore saddle shoes, a gingham skirt and a wholesome smile. The time was May, 1946. I had been back from the war two weeks, after piloting air force transports over the hump. And I was sitting in the outer office of my father's music publishing company, beginning the process of what was called "the soldier's readjustment." I was in the midst of promoting a new song, "Rumors are Flying," and wondering who I'd use to record the vocal. That was when I saw the girl in bobbysocks. If there was any anxiety in her eyes, I figured she was only worried about a truant officer tagging after her.
My father walked over then and said, "Eddie, this is Mindy Carson. She'll be a famous singer one day."
From that moment, I looked on her with respect. My father, once a vaudeville star and still a judge of talent, never makes casual observations. Also, I took a better personal look — and saw that this was actually a very attractive young woman. That same day, Mindy made a recording of "Rumors are Flying" so I could play the song for orchestra leaders. In her voice I recognized the qualities critics were to call "hypnotic," "contagious," and "refreshing." I wanted to hear more of this "kid" and her amazing talent.
She began amazing me immediately. "If I'm not well along to being successful within a (Continued on page 90)
MADE-OVER
By EDDIE JOY
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A husband and a career— Mindy Carson found these when she traded her baseball