Dear Diary,
Well, Mr. Moore did it tonight. He has been better, but he did it. He started the show by drooling (and I mean drooling) over Camel cigarettes. Howard Petrie, the announcer, said, “Now wait a minute, Garry, that’s my job. Besides, it’s too early for a commercial.” Garry gasped, “Too early! Howard, for seven years I’ve waited, and you say it’s too early. Now I can be funny like other comedians-for money!” Incidentally, the show got good audience reaction.
I read today that while the Hopes were visiting the Ray Millands recently, Dolores went upstairs to get her coat, and in coming down, fell down two or three steps (she wasn’t hurt). Bob, who was playing gin rummy, looked down at her and said, “She’ll do anything for a laugh.”
Dear Diary,
I saw Ginger Rogers and Ray Milland in “The Major and the Minor” today. It was awfully cute. In fact, it started me thinking (honestly) that as good as Ginger Rogers is in comedies, why isn’t she ever co-starred with Bob Hope? They would make a swell team, unless the moguls don’t believe in co-starring a comedian and a comedienne. As far back as I can remember they’ve put comedians with glamour girls and comediennes with glamour boys.
Daddy Pat came today to take back a lot of things for the farm. We’re really fixing that place up. The only trouble is, I’m afraid Dad will want to move right in when it’s fixed.
Dear Diary,
Well, until today my list of “crushes” included Bob Hope (over and above all others), Bing Crosby, Ray Milland (long ago), Van Heflin, and Jerry Lester (?). But today somebody else popped up. Betty Lou and I went to the Majestic today to wish Horace a happy birthday. We went to the stage-door after the show to wait for him, but everybody came out except Horace. However, we didn’t mind so much, because Red Ferrington made up for it. He passed once and said something to us, then he came back later and stood around and talked to us. When he wasn’t talking, he was singing or whistling so loud that we had to hold our ears. Once he started singing something about “They laughed when I sat down at the piano” and I added “They didn’t know you were from the finance company.” He looked at me in a very strange manner, and in a low basso voice he said, “Very good, my dear, very good.” He rattled on like that for about a half of an hour, and I liked it!
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Ferrington’s Satisfied
Red Ferrington, comedian on the Horace Heidt Treasure Chest program which will be heard at 7:30 p.m. Tuesday over WFAA, got a picture bid but elected to stay with Heidt. Ferrington was one of the main attractions of Heidt’s theater shows in Texas.
Dear Diary,
I went to the show today and saw Sonja Henie and Ray Milland in “Everything Happens At Night.” Vaughn and Harry came over tonight.
Muriel Windham's Diary 