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She is also heard every week-day morning on the Yankee Network, teamed with tenor George Wheeler, whom she credits with much of her success because of the microphone technique he has taught her. Good news for shudder-fans — maybe. Lights Out, the prize example of all horror broadcasts, will be back on the air about the time you read this if the CBS network will take it. The Lights Out stories are so very very frightening that network officials are afraid of putting them on the air — or so the story runs. If the decision is favorable the shiverand-shake dramas will replace Are You a Missing Heir on CBS. ♦ ♦ + CHARLOTTE, N. C— It wasn't more than a few days after his arrival that Charlie Walters, WBT's newest announcer, was as much a part of the station as the oldest-timer there. Maybe it was because in his comparatively brief career Charlie had been a part of quite a few radio studios. Born Charles Henry Walters in Augusta, Georgia, he jumped straight from the Academy of Richmond County to a newspaper job as reporter and feature writer on the Augusta Herald. From there he went on to the Nashville Tennessean, and in Nashville he got his start in radio, on station WSIX as announcer and general handy man. His next port of call was station WGRM in Grenade, Mississippi, where he held the title of program director and also did ninety per cent of the announcing and handling controls. Charlie says it was WGRM that made him a radio man through and through. From Grenade he climbed the ladder rapidly, passing through WHBQ and WMC in Memphis and on to WRDW in Augusta, his home town, before coming to WBT. Charlie is a family man — or almost. The WBT staff is waiting eagerly for him to pass out the cigars with the announcement, "It's a boy!" Let Your Heart Decide Continued from page 26 his lips were against my own lips. I struggled and drew away from him. "Tina — you — " "Stan, it's wrong. You mustn't. I mustn't see you again." I think he wanted to understand, to be calm and reasoning, and so did I. But I knew we couldn't, knew it was impossible, as long as we saw each other. It was better to break off harshly, cruelly, because the wounds would heal in time and then I'd be forgotten and over with and Stan could — meet someone else. Funny thing. He'd kissed me just once. Yet it hurt to think of his kissing anyone else. But knowing it was over I still had to say that I'd meet him again, knowing in my heart I wouldn't, knowing I would stand him up. If I told him I wouldn't see him, he'd have insisted we had a right to see each other. He'd hold on to me, to my heart. It was better to hurt him, to let him think anything about me he wanted to — anything bad. He'd get over it, then, quickly. So I promised we'd meet once more, down in the cafe. I said goodnight and started upstairs. As I went up, I turned and saw him watching me. I told Moms and Dad I'd been to the movies with a girl friend. I hated to lie. But what was the use of telling them? It was over now, over for good and all. I wouldn't be seeing him or keeping that date. I reminded myself of that as I undressed. Then I climbed into bed and my heart was like a sharp stone in my breast and 70 I wished I could cry but I couldn't. And the next night, when I was to meet Stan again, I went out to a show with Vern instead. I didn't know, I honestly didn't know, whether or not I was doing the right thing. But the next morning, when I talked with Moms, all my doubts ended. Dad's illness was much worse than we had guessed. He needed months of rest and proper diet and care and it would cost more money than we had. Vern could give it to us, Vern would help care for him. And Stan? Stan the clerk, Stan who was leaving soon to join the air corps and would be thousands of miles away? It had been a wild dream, an adventure in never-never land, it was exhilarating and sweet as candy but it was all wrong. I smiled at Moms across the breakfast table and told her not to worry, that Vern and I would make sure Dad had the best medical care in the world. He'd get well soon, we'd see to it. Moms patted my hand. "You mustn't worry about us, dear," she said; and then, "We've — we've got a surprise for you." There was a certain wistfulness in the way she said it. I looked at her questioningly. "I know we haven't money to buy you a real bride's dress. But Dad and I have put aside a few dollars. It's for you — a going-away costume." Moms and Dad, putting aside that money to buy me a present, putting it aside even when they needed it themselves. And now they needed it RADIO MIRROR