Radio-TV mirror (Jan-June 1953)

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BOB AND RAY— "I own the Empire State Building," Ray goes on. "When my friends see me coming, they say, 'Here's old Money-Bags!' " "I get horse-hives," Bob mutters. "I look at a horse, and my nose runs." "Bob was voted Most Likely To Succeed," Ray cries. "Ray was voted Most Likely To," Bob parries. Ask them to tell you a few simple facts about themselves, never mind the clowning, and they look pained. "Nothing to tell," they say. Then Ray's phone rings. "Joe's on the phone," says somebody. "My brother Joe?" says Ray. Then he turns to the interviewer with a simple fact. "I have a brother Joe." Besides a brother Joe, he's got a wife and three children. He met his wife Liz (nee Mary Elizabeth Leader, of Springfield, Ohio) in the Army. It sounds like a joke, but isn't. She was a dietitian, he was an instructor at the Officers Candidate School in Fort Knox, Kentucky. "We got married on a three-day pass," Ray says. "At a little spa in Indiana. A sweet little church around the corner — around the corner from an arsenal." As he warms to his story, he embroiders, "General Ray's always "taking someone for a ride" — in this case, his sons, Raymond, Jr., and Tommy. Five Gouldings in one spot — and quiet — but only because young Raymond has beer persuaded the Martians are coming and the huddled family needs his "protection.1 42