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Fortnight ago Basin Street added a comedian, Sam ("Zero") Mostel, a 27-year-old six-footer barely out of his swaddling clothes as a professional entertainer. A painter by training and profession, Mostel was only the hit of his friends' parties until February, when a press agent landed him in a Manhattan night spot, Cafe Society. Since then he has been signed for the forthcoming Victor Moore-William Gaxton show Keep 'Em Laughing and last week rode off on a 13 -week Basin Street contract...
...Heading the Protestant chaplains is a six-footer, light-haired, blue-eyed Lieut. Colonel Alfred C. Oliver Jr. from New Jersey, in service since 1917. Energetic and hardworking, Oliver had several close calls, as have all others. Once Oliver's driver, approaching a bridge, suddenly swerved off the road. A few seconds later the bridge was blown...
...Vice Marshal Arthur Coningham (no relative) is a dark, strong-faced, deep-voiced, wisecracking, non-smoking six-footer from New Zealand. He has a reputation for talent in cooperation-not a notable talent of previous R.A.F. commanders in the Middle East. Air Vice Marshal Coningham speaks French, German and Italian. He is widely traveled and knows Italy well; he refers to his bombings of Naples as his "slum-clearance project." Of the Germans, whose country he used to visit annually, he says: "They know war from A to about Y. They don't know...
William Henderson ("Red") Friesell, football's most famed referee, last week spiked a rumor that he had worked his last game. In a Philadelphia hospital with a broken leg,* the 46-year-old five-footer, who is a yard-goods buyer when he is not chasing footballs, accused Eastern sportswriters of jumping the gun. "I'll be back next year," he fumed...
...descent, is a crack newspaperman. Twice president of the Detroit Guild, smart negotiator of Guild contracts on two of Detroit's three papers, he is assistant city editor of the Detroit Times (though frequently out on assignment as one of the paper's best reporters). A six-footer, with a genial twang acquired through years of telephoning to city editors, his chief interest outside news and the Guild is his 120-acre farm near Detroit. He drilled its well himself, is now building a dock on a small lake where he catches pan fish and hunts ducks. More...