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...magic stick and when he rubbed cows, cats, dogs and lambs with his stick, these animals (real sound effects) began to sing (real tape technician) songs like The Farmer in the Dell and all like that. Three to-sixes go positively daft over it, but Papa and Mama need magical first aid while the cowcophony...
Send Me No Flowers (by Norman Barasch and Carroll Moore) is one more of those popular comedies that hang a lot of baby jests around a papa joke, and that drive a rachitic bit of plot literally to the graveyard. David Wayne is a fervent hypochondriac who, listening in on his doctor's phone call about a doomed patient, concludes it is he who is doomed and makes wheelchair preparations for dying, death and burial. When this misunderstanding is cleared up, a new misunderstanding is quickly brewed: now Nancy Olson, Wayne's pretty wife, decides that...
Twice almost every day, Kennedy slipped over to the Georgetown University Hospital to see his wife and newborn son. John Jr., he told the press, would be baptized soon. Inevitably, a reporter asked Kennedy if he wanted his boy to grow up to be President. Replied the new papa, commonsensibly: "I haven't thought about it. I just want for him to be all right." After visiting the baby with his father, Millionaire Joe Kennedy, the Pres ident-elect revealed that "we finally decided who the baby looks like. He looks like Dad." Who decided that? Replied Jack...
...Joey plays half a dozen instruments, has written one symphony, eleven sonatinas, two sonatas, two piano concertos, two overtures, a tone poem, a rondo and a rhapsody. His problem just now is to determine whether he wants to be a composer, a conductor or a concert pianist. "Well," says Papa Alfidi calmly, "look at Lenny Bernstein. What...
...turn upon Egypt's dust-gathering throne. In Switzerland, Fuad attends a village public school in a Lausanne suburb, is rated "an extremely bright" second grader, lives with his three older half sisters. Commuting between his children and Rome, Farouk is now trying to be a model papa. Always a nonsmoking teetotaler, he has even given up his night life, permits himself only one conspicuous indulgence: buxom, blonde Irma Capece Minuto, his on-again-off-again sweetheart, whom Farouk may marry some time. Near Farouk's old capital, Cairo, the son of another dejobbed African leader was studying...