Radio and television mirror (Jan-June 1950)

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"DEAR HEARTS Mrs. Maurice Seligman, her sister, came along as Dinah's "secretary" on the Tennessee trip. The children offered Dinah a goat-cart ride on Dinah Shore Day, but the steeds proved stubborn. Governor Gordon Browning proclaimed Dinah a Tennessee Colonel at the Franklin County Fair. There's something so heartwarming about seeing again the home town that's always there claiming you. That's quick to praise you if you get a little lucky. Slow to knock you if your career hits a sour note or two. And when you have two home towns like mine — Winchester and Nashville — you can double that whole wonderful feeling of community kinship. I went back at the invitation of the Nashville Banner and the Kiwanis Club to attend the big baseball benefit game for their underprivileged youth fund, and with an invitation signed by all the leading citizens of Winchester to be guest of honor at the Franklin County Fair. Believe me, no "Oscar" could ever equal for me the thrill of their warm double welcome. Or the lump that came into my throat when I looked out that plane window and saw what seemed like the whole solid South (at least most of Middle Tennessee) waiting to say "Hello" to me. I hadn't expected that at all. It was pitch hot. The plane was an hour and a half late, arriving at 10:30 P.M. I thought — I hoped — that an official welcoming committee might be there, even if only because they had to be. But when I saw all those wonderful Tennessee regulars lining the air field and the highways my stomach felt like butterflies, my knees got watery, I started crying . . . and I never thought I would make it down the steps of that plane. There was, however, one familiar face missing. Much missing. My Dad's. My mind kept saying over and over, "I wish Dad could be here. He'd be pretty proud. If only Dad could be here now. . . ." I was remembering that morning ten years before when I left Nashville for New York for a career. How Dad had driven me down to the station in the Chevrolet convertible he'd given me for my graduation present . . . and there wasn't much talking going on from either side. He hadn't exactly approved of my leaving home so young and going so far away. "A thousand people can sing," he said. And he was so right. He thought since I had a degree in sociology I should stay home and teach school . . . until I married some nice hometown boy our family had always known. But Dad had promised me the summer before (when I'd gotten a job on the radio in New York while vacationing there and wanted to stay) that if I'd come back home and graduate I could go back the following year. And he was keeping his word, but for just two weeks' "vacation." "When those two weeks are over, Frances Rose, you must come home," he said. I didn't answer, 1 was so blue. I knew this was something I just had to do . . . whether or not Daddy wanted me to. And I think in his heart he sensed that too. "Now you take care of (Continued on page 82) Dinah Shore can be heard on the Jack Smith Show, M-F at 7:15 P.M., EST, over CBS network stations. 56