Dear Diary,
I bought an album of records today, and one of them was “Thanks For the Memory.” It’s a beautiful arrangement by David Rose and his orchestra. On the inside cover there is a picture of Bob and the rest of the cast of “The Big Broadcast of 1938.” Underneath the picture it says: ” ‘Thanks For the Memory’ was the big reason behind the single instance in which Bob Hope made his fans cry. He sang it to Shirley Ross in a touching parting scene that made him a national figure. So much so, that his next picture bore the son’t title.” That little paragraph gave me a terrific longing to see Bob’s first picture.
In listening to Bob’s rebroadcast today, I heard: Frances said, “Bob, do you think you can get enough gas to drive all the way to South Carolina?” Bob: “What? With my reputation! my personality! my siphon!”
Dear Diary,
Bob was better tonight than anyone has a right to be. Kay Kyser was his guest, and they were at the San Pedro Naval Training Station. Maybe I’m just feeling good tonight, but everything he said seemed funnier than the preceding joke. Bob was talking about the Kaiser ship-yards, and he said, “In 19 hours they built a ship, launched it, it sank 3 Jap ships, and then it had to come back to port because they forgot to put a crew on it.” Bob’s guest in uniform was really good tonight for a change. He sounds like an announcer, but he used to be an extra at Paramount. He was in Bob’s first picture, “Big Broadcast of 1938,” as a naval officer. When Vera Vague saw the sailor, Bob Roberts, she said, “Pardon me if I barge right in.” Bob said, “Bill, meet the barge.” Vera replied, “Don’t pay any attention to Hose Nose.” Bob said tonight that his guest next week will be “that North Hollywood fireman,” Bing Crosby himself.
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