Word: autographing
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...know what this means to us," she gushed. "You see, Randy was born the day Ike was elected President." He got a hug from the President's lady. Two teenage boys stuck their heads in the rear window and shouted: "Hey, Mamie, how about your autograph?" She obliged. The volunteer workers serving coffee and doughnuts had a bad case of nerves. One confessed later: "My knees were so weak that I was afraid I'd pour coffee on the First Lady." Diet-conscious Mamie was a little unsettled herself by the doughnuts, but reached for one reluctantly...
...airliner and, said the tabloids, the damage, compared to Edna's, was inestimable. Obviously relishing every wolf call and whistle, Marilyn spent her time between a few days of picture-shooting (The Seven Year Itch) at a few nightclubs and Broadway shows, and with a few hundred avid autograph-hunting youngsters...
...group of players carried on a silent gin-rummy game. Conversation, what there was of it, was dominated by an unimaginative profanity. Soon someone cussed out the clubhouse boy and sent him for sandwiches. Outside, a bunch of hopeful boys clustered about the dressing-room window and pleaded for autographs. No one offered an autograph, but one Giant raised his glass of beer and showered it on the kids. Hungry for a pennant, the Giants were suffering from the mean-spirited myopia that shrinks the ballplayer's world to the confines of a ballpark and welcomes no outsiders...
...Quizmaster Groucho (You Bet Your Life) Marx, collar up, slouch hat down, landed at London Airport, beat off autograph hounds, then was besieged by newsmen. Asked one: "Why haven't you visited London for 23 years?" Growled Groucho: "To avoid newspapermen. You can call me the male Greta Garbo." With that, he loped off into the rain...
...guarantees a variety of experiences. Frank Allen, driver in the London bureau, remembers, for example, a recent trip to Chartwell, home of Sir Winston Churchill. Allen had tucked a copy of the Prime Minister's book, The Gathering Storm, under his arm on the offchance of getting it autographed. As he waited, an aide noticed the book, said to Allen. "The old man's in a bad mood today. I don't think you have much of a chance." However, as Allen and his passengers were about to leave, Sir Winston turned to Allen and grumbled...