Dear Diary,

Another Hopeless Tuesday has passed, which means that ten more Tuesday nights remain before Bob Hope returns to the air. I don’t care if school does start in ten weeks, I wish the time would pass so I could have something to look forward to every Tuesday night.

I had a headache all day today. I don’t have it at the moment, but I still feel a little groggy. I went to a show today and ate some stale peanuts, and they must not have set so well. The show was “Grand Central Murder Case” with Van Heflin. But for him, it wouldn’t have been so good.


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.