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Their pet hobbies: Bridge — and the poodles, Cricket and Beau.
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Returning, the newlyweds looked bock on o fabulous trip — looked forward, even more, toward home.
Home . . . there's no place like it. . . . So agreed honeymooners Jo Stafford and Paul Weston as, back from their exciting European travels, they were rediscovering all the wonders of their own grey-shingled Cape Cod abode atop its own picturesque hill overlooking Bel Air.
"And how about those gladioluses!" breathed the bride.
When they left, the yard was being done over and looked like somebody with a crew-cut, but now. every flower bloomed its special welcome for them. And, at that, the gladioluses were running a poor second to the Westons' devoted cook, Lillie Mae, and their deliriously happy pooches, Beau and Cricket
— who were blooming each in his or her own way all over the place.
Lillie Mae had whipped up some of her own brand of strawberry shortcake — "Ah figured you wouldn't get any 'over there.' " The dogs, just back from the canine beauty salon, were all gussied up for the occasion' with fresh poodle-dos, and Beau, the only piano-playing poodle in Local 47 (the Musicians' Union), kept racing back and forth to the piano hitting a chord out of sheer pleasure — because his folks, Mr. and Mrs. Music, were back home.
A mighty magic moment, this. A moment almost as misty as that on the deck of the S.S. Independence steaming .into New York when (Continued on page 96)
CAN'T DESCRIBE IT— BUT THEY KNOW IT IN THEIR HEARTS
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