Radio and television mirror (Jan-June 1950)

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I FRAN ALLISON Last year the Kuklapolitans had a Valentine Party and after dancing and games the Valentine Box was opened. My name wasn't called on the first round, but I didn't mind too much. By the fourth round panic set in. Nobody loved me! Then I heard a faint voice call my name. I stood, wondering, when a giant heart moved into view on the stage. It said "To Cutie — from Guess Who?" Two dear faces burst through, Kukla and Ollie. My Valentines! ABE BURROWS Of course if you had asked me for my sweetest Valentine or my darlingest Valentine, it would be a different story. But this is one I'm not apt to forget. Here's what it said: "Dear Abe, in these eyes of mine. Your lovely head will always shine. You're the patron that I love the best. When you're in my chair I know I can rest. Your barber." And you know, it wouldn't surprise me if he made a copy and sent it again this year. It's still true! PERRY COMO My best-remembered Valentine? Well, I don't know that there is just one, but last year I got one of the best valentines ever. It came from the kids who sinq with me on the Supper Club show — Bea, Marge and Geri Fontane, and it's a sentiment I think very much of. The kids certainly went to town on this one. Here's what it said: "We do adore Caruso, And love our Valentino, But our favorite Valentine, oh, Is you, dear Perry Como." Pretty nice? MY BEST HEMEM On ?Jmi U /i (w< a/n/iMms umo Aa& ew&v wwitiewec/ DOROTHY DOAN The Valentine I'll never forget came from my husband, Dick, when we got our house in Silvermine, Conn. I was always losing my key and telephoning frantically for his. Valentine's Day brought me a bracelet, tiny charms linked around a large gold key. The card read: "With charms to charm my Valentine, This bracelet is entirely thine. The key's to our house in Silvermine, So you'll no longer ask for mine." I'll wear the bracelet, and key, always. JACK CARTER I was feeling low, but when I got home I found a Valentine from the girl I loved. It read: "Berle is so funny, Youngman is too, Amsterdam makes money. What's wrong with you?" 1 grabbed the phone and broke our date. Later we met. She glared, told me to go home and read the second page — "But really I'm kidding, I think you're the best, I think you're just wonderful. You know the rest — Will you be My Valentine?" Would I? I made her my wife. 0fi^ /_~\ JOHNNY STEARNS My wife, Mary Kay, is sentimental about Valentine's Day. Her Valentines come in several parts, each accompanied by a poem which tells where the next part is. Last year my Valentine began with an arrow tie-clip that pointed to the hiding place of the next, a Love Song. That sent me hunting for a necktie with a Cupid motif, and another helped me find a box of candies. My Valentine to Mary? A gold heart for her bracelet, like her own heart of gold. MIRROR TELEVISION SECTION BILL SLATER For two days we'd been dropping our missives of love in the Valentine Box teacher set up. I was sure that Mildred, the filling station owner's daughter, was my Valentine. And she was, with a touching document of devotion. She was mine alone, it said. Homeward I trod on air. I had to share my emotions with Johnny Sickles, for he had one just like mine, signed "Guess Who?" in the. same hand. Best remembered, because I never believed another! ^ A* (%/ci ^Jn& • Y-l '