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What an exquisite balance you achieved in presenting the life of Frank Sinatra one week, and that of Herman Wouk the next. I particularly enjoyed the juxtaposition of Sinatra's "Polo Grounds for a closet," and Wouk's "Possessions are disastrous," or again, Sinatra's "I don't need anybody in the world. I did it all myself," and Wouk, whose day "does not begin at his desk, but in prayer...
Four recent libel suits did not faze Confidential magazine (TIME. July 11) and caused no change in its up-from-the sewer journalistic formula of sex and sin. But in Washington last month, Postmaster General Arthur Summerfield threw a scare into the magazine that rattled every skeleton in its closet; he barred Confidential from the mails after a "number of complaints." Post Office officials objected to among other things, a racy description of a stripteaser's gyrations and a "questionable cheesecake photograph of Hollywood Starlet Terry Moore. Hereafter each issue of Confidential must be cleared by the Post Office...
...corner of his mouth. He dresses with a glaring, George Raft kind of snazziness-rich, dark shirts and white figured ties, with ring and cuff links that almost always match. He had, at last count, roughly $30,000 worth of cuff links. "He has the Polo Grounds for a closet," says a friend. In one compartment hang more than too suits. In another there are 50 pairs of shoes, each shoe set on a separate tree that sprouts out of the wall. In another, 20 hats. Frank is almost obsessively clean. He washes his hands with great frequency, takes...
...gave away gold Dunhill lighters ($250 apiece) by the gross. He threw champagne parties day after day. And night after night, there were the women. When Frankie came back to his hotel he almost always found some mixed-up youngster hiding under his bed or in the closet; sometimes it was not a girl but a grown-up woman. One night a well-known society belle walked up and asked him for his autograph-on her brassiere. On another occasion a woman walked into his room wearing a mink coat-and nothing underneath. Frank Sinatra coped with each situation...
...last week that the U.S. formally entered the space age. By week's end, in millions of U.S. homes, the bright-eyed youngster with a space helmet in the closet and a space comic under his pillow was being listened to with new interest. Man seemed to be much closer to Whitman's eerie concept of other globes springing out noiseless from...