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imogene Coca/ continued her husband, mother, French poodle, cat, goldfish. Lately Imogene has been worrying more than ever. Her first solo TV ven¬ ture, The Imogene Coca Show, got off to a faltering start. So faltering, in fact, that Imogene, who had originally planned to hold all the reins, quickly shoved them into NBC hands. She was worrying on all cylinders when TV GUIDE paid her a Satur¬ day (on-the-air day) visit recently. In het New York apartment, Imogene was breakfasting with her husband, Bob Burton—drinking the first of her 10 to 20 daily cups of coffee. Imogene customarily rises at 10 A.M., reading mail, answering letters and studying scripts before breakfast. In the afternoon she generally re¬ hearses, confers with writers and di¬ rectors on script problems and returns to her home at 6 or 7 P.M., to peck at dinner and watch TV. Saturdays, however, require a different schedule. This particular morning, Imogene’s breakfast was interrupted 12 times by telephone calls and several times by visitors—show aids, press agents, a neighbor selling cheese delicacies. In between, Imogene worked with Bur¬ ton at memorizing her script. At 1 P.M. she and her husband left by taxi for NBC’s Century Theater, near Central Park, for final rehearsal —and the show itself. En route, Imo¬ gene sat stiffly, a set smile on her face. Offscreen a quiet, gentle, unassum¬ ing, almost painfully timid person, Imogene is frightened by taxicabs, airplanes and trains; even a tricycle scares her a little. “I’m really not afraid,” she said. “It’s just that I have always been partial to the horse.” At the theater’s stage door, she waded through a crowd of fans. In¬ side, other worriers were waiting. The script was fouled up. Some of the scenery hadn’t arrived. The chore¬ ography had to be changed. A couple of the costumes were ripped . . . Amid bedlam, Imogene, looking un¬ happy, did what she was told to do, rehearsing various scenes. As show time neared, she took time out—as she invariably does—to shampoo her hair. She squeezed into her first cos¬ tume. And just before the curtain went up, she nibbled on a sandwich. “This is the worst time for me,” she said nervously, standing in the wings. “This is the time my stomach always starts to churn. I’m thankful our show is black-and-white. I’d hate to turn green on color TV.” A buzzer sounded. Spotlights blazed. Imogene Coca, smiling and confident, danced out on the stage. FEEL BETTER WHILE YOU’RE GETTING BETTER "Alka- cold comfort treatment A ALK A-SP;LTZEK g Be careful. Beware Q Comfort the irrita- f-'-- the ache-all-over of drafts, get more te<l throat by garg- erish feeling. rest. ling with ALKA- SELTV.EU. MILES LABORATORIES. INC., Elkhart. Indiana