Radio-TV mirror (Jan-June 1953)

Paul Dixon (Continued from page 41) Watters, general manager of WCPO, were laughing silently as the TV lens focused back on Paul. Casually, Paul looked at the monitor which showed him as he was being seen by TV audiences across the nation and there — big as life and twice as corny — was Dotty Mack's beauty mark planted high on his cheekbone. Paul finished up undisturbed, for such pranks are part and parcel of his program. The Paul Dixon Show is seen daily on the Du Mont network from three to four p.m., Monday through Friday, originating from Paul's home station, WCPO-TV, in Cincinnati. In addition, locally, the Dixon show is telecast another hour in Cincinnati with a half-hour radio simulcast. The show's as friendly as Paul's invitation to come over to his house, as homey as his wife Marge's apple pie — and as zany as three highly imaginative persons can make it. Teamed with Paul is glamorous Dotty Mack, who casually walked into the studio with him on his first TV disc jockey show, while she was still a receptionist at the station, and has been pantomiming records for him ever since. Wanda Lewis, the third member of the team, as casually joined the two when Paul asked her to put down the paint brush with which she was about to paint a set and "draw us a record" when he first was broadcasting over television. Dotty and Wanda, with their sense of humor still intact, and still somewhat breathless over the miracle of their success, have both had offers out Hollywood way but the combination of Paul, Cincinnati and their daily stint has made both of them turn a deaf ear. The girls feel along with a letter-writer from the Bronx, New York, who says, "I don't dare leave my set while you are on the air — I might miss something." "We don't dare leave Paul," says Dotty, "because we might make more money some place else but just think of the fun we'd be missing!" It isn't just the girls who are the participants in Paul's spontaneous humor — he uses anything that presents itself as ammunition for leading his humor gun. During one of his recent shows, Paul heard a lusty pounding on the outside door of the studio. Paul broke off the song he was pantomiming and the cameras followed him as he worked his way around the scenery and opened the door. "Good afternoon, sir," Paul said. "What can I do for you?" "Just want to know where the lumber goes," replied the little man standing there. "Well, I'll tell ycu, sir," replied Paul. "I don't know where the lumber goes, but why don't you come in for a moment and join us." Getting the man in front of the cameras, he asked him his name, where he came from and then said, "By the way, are you married?" "No," replied the man, "I don't like women!" Paul immediately rushed the man back to his lumber and the proper authorities who could help him deliver it. Time for the folks around him has netted Paul loads of fun and his viewers a good many smiles. Time for everyone, too, has brought much satisfaction to Paul in another way. Because Paul and his wife Marge waited a long time to be blessed with their firstborn, Pamela, and more recently had the good fortune to have a son, Greg, the two are especially sensitive to the needs of children. Three years ago a group of youngsters in Paul's neighborhood called at his red-brick home, in the Mount Lookout section of Cincinnati, to discuss a problem they had. The children wanted to raise OnJy otte soap gives your skia tkis And Cashmere Bouquet is proved extra mild . . . leaves your skin softer, fresher, younger looking! Now Cashmere Bouquet Soap — with the lingering, irresistible "fragrance men love" — is proved bv test to be extra mild too! Yes, so amazingly mild that its gentle lather is ideal for all types of skin — dry, oily, or normal! And daily cleansing with Cashmere Bouquet helps bring out the flower-fresh softness, the delicate smoothness, the exciting loveliness you long for! Use Cashmere Bouquet Soap regularly . . . for the finest complexion care . . . for a fragrant invitation to romance! Now at lowest price! Cashmere Bouquet Soap Morns your skin, with the fragrance men hoe I 69