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Four Star Playhouse part¬ ners ponder: from left, Charles Boyer, David Niven and Dick Powell. new job for the latter, that of execu¬ tive producer for all RKO films—a large plum for anyone’s pie. Meanwhile, Powell is teamed with Ginger Rogers, Tony Martin and Peggy Lee in a taped radio show in which each handles 15-minute disc jockey chores. Two Powell waxings for* Bell Records—“Susan Slept Here” and “Hold My Hand”—are getting turn¬ table rides from other jockeys. The feature film, “Susan Slept Here,” in which he co-starred, is now playing the neighborhood circuit. Two “maybes” on the Powell agenda are a full-length feature by the Four Star company and, on a less happy note, court action against “The Caine Mutiny Court Martial” producers be¬ cause he failed to get program credit as initial director of the Broadway hit. Powell doesn’t consider himself “an overworked man.” “I have enough worries that I don’t oversleep; enough tihings-to do iiiat I don’t have time to overeat,” he says. “I’ve worked hard all my life. I think that is pretty much what life is about. “I kid around and say I work be¬ cause, with things the way they are, I’ll have to be earning money 10 years after I’m in the grave to get my four kids through college. “But that’s not true. I work because it is the only way to keep ahead. “When I came to Hollywood in 1931, I planned to stay until I made $100,000. Then I was going to leave. But it didn’t work out that way. I found that I wasn’t just working for money. To know and to do became important.” Cash-wise, Powell did all right be¬ fore Hollywood. At Pittsburgh’s Stan¬ ley Theatre he was a $1000-a- week crooner-emcee-orchestra leader, which seemed a nice, profitable culmi¬ nation to his years as a high school and college song-and-instriiment man. (He had even tried eight months of the classical touch, billed as “Richard E. Powell, concert tenor.”) “But as young and inexperienced as I was then,” he says, “I saw the hand¬ writing on the wall. The movies, at only $300 a week, loomed like nice, fresh territory to an explorer.” His first Hollywood venture: “Blessed Event,” with Mary Brian. Looking not very different, except for maturity and confidence, Dick ap¬ proaches SO (on Nov. 14) with the same figure and most of the hair he had when he crooned down Flirtation Walk. He and his film star wife, June Allyson, have two children, Pamela, 6; Ricky, 4. He also has two teen-agers, Norman and Ellen, by a marriage to actress Joan Blondell. Because of Ellen’s eques¬ trian interests Papa Powell recently stuck still another feather in his crooner-band leader-actor-producer- director cap: he’s a quarterhorse raiser, too. 12