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Prewar dweller on the Riviera, he hoped to return "in about a year," meantime dwelt in Manhattan with handsome, Greek-born Wife Atalanta (the former Countess Atalanta Mercati), Son Michael John, Daughter Venetia. Now 50 and quite grey (but with wavy and slickly groomed hair), Glitterateur Arlen was trying to grow a stomach to earn the children's respect. Said he: "In my house everyone goes around nude ... so everyone peers at me, looking for the corporation. But it's not there...
Marika Rivera, another little-noted daughter of a much-noted man, also got her picture in the papers (see cut). A dancer, the shapely offspring of shapeless Mexican Muralist Diego Rivera, she turned up on the Riviera, got a little nonsensical publicity by trying on the shoulder pads of a footballer on the U.S. Air Forces all-star team...
Mexico is such a lively vacation center that tourism, at $50,000,000 a year, is the country's fourth largest industry. During the war, Mexico got a share of the fancy carriage trade which once dawdled along the Riviera. Now the prewar, wholesome, camera-slung gringo is driving down the splendid 750-mile highway from Laredo, Tex. to Mexico City, to find that spiraling inflation has changed the land of cheap living he remembered. Nightclubs charge a $6 minimum, simple lunches cost...
Died. Lieut. General Alexander Mc-Carrell ("Sandy") Patch, 55, defender of Guadalcanal, veteran tactician whose monument was his U.S. Seventh Army's "left hook" from the Riviera north around the Alps, south into Austria; of pneumonia; in San Antonio. A disciplinarian with "a temper like the devil before dawn," Sandy Patch also had deadpan wit and a soldier's knowledge of Kipling. A month before he died, he got the top job of his soldiering lifetime: architect-in-chief -of the postwar U.S. Army...
Alike as two rhinestones, Betty Grable and June Haver give a leggy impersonation of the Dollys without ever suggesting that the originals were anything but a couple of apple-cheeked lasses who strolled dewy-eyed through the fleshpots of Broadway, London and the Riviera...