You would not recognize the Steve Allen you know from Tonight if you sat around and talked to him in person. When you see Steve on his show, you see a genial fellow who plays a pretty mean piano; who sings, not quite like Bing, but nice and...
At the age of fifteen Jane took a notion to come and live with me in Fontana for a couple of semesters. I can’t say it was the most tranquil period of my life, but I wouldn’t have missed it for all the tea in...
An intimate diary by Muriel Roberts, her travelling companion...
Dewey Martin and Rita Moreno tells his stories . . ....
There was the story that she had eloped with Raymond Burr. Then another story that Tab Hunter had talked her into running off with him, closely followed (the story, that is) by a report that she had taken the fatal plunge with Nick Adams. None of...
. . . by Kay Wheeler, 18 years old, of Dallas, Texas . . ....
“Say, Vic, you sure you want to go home at this hour?” asked the cab driver who had just picked Vic Damone up at the airport. He’d recognized his famous fare and already he had Vic’s best interests at heart. “Four A.M. is an ungodly...
She knew what fame was—what she wanted now was some fun . . ....
He reminded me of a big, happy puppy dog who doesn’t know which bone to chew first. I never saw anything like it. Rock Hudson strode into his dressing room wearing Army coveralls of heavy khaki and enormous Army boots (he was making Battle Hymn) and...
Once they were Lone Grangers—but not any more. With two transplanted kids and a Little Stranger Granger expected—they’ve become a bloomin’ British-American basketball team!...