All of a sudden there was an awful, endless second of silence in the broadcasting studio. Then the disk jockey’s voice broke through again, a little nervously this time. “Well, Pat, are you? Are you married?” Pat Boone sat and stared at the microphone—and had to...
James Dean’s Last Passenger Recovers-Tells Complete Story Of Fateful. . . ....
The story of Audrey Hepburn’s daring ride at Durango . . ....
Gary Crosby came to, looking over the top of his feet. Gradually the room came into focus and he saw all the white around him. He was in a hospital bed. What had happened? He didn’t even remember going down. He was just standing there...
Please, Mrs. Alberghetti, please! An advance copy of this magazine is being rushed to you on April 1st. On April 12th your daughter Anna Maria is getting married. She wants you to attend her wedding. She needs your blessing, not your scorn. Read what Anna...
She was pert, happy, vivacious. She chatted about her plans, about Elvis, about the future. She was full of life, full of hope . . ....
She swings! She’s got it made! She looks like the happiest! but . . ....
I’m Edd Byrnes. I had a drunk for a father . . . a stinking cold-water hole for a pad—and a burning dream to get out. This is my story....
The thing about me is, I respect women. I respect them and I admire them—maybe a little too much, even. I know it sounds kind of naive, but I think some women are pretty close to perfect—they have everything, beauty and cleverness and heart and...
Have you wondered where Natalie has been lately? Have you wondered why it has been about fifteen months (when Marjorie Morningstar played at your local theater) since you’ve seen Natalie? One of the most sought-after and popular stars in the motion picture industry has not made a...