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...
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...