The Wyandotte news-herald. (Wyandotte, Mich.) 1943-1963, 1945-01-25
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Mr.. Happy Sage
Wyandotte News-Herald
Wyandotte, Michigan

Dear Happy:
Wipe off my stool in Kinsels,
Happy. I'm coming home for cup
Of coffee. After almost a month ]
figured out it's like your mothers
cooking and you just can't get
used to no other coffee. This is
m cant to be a compliment for
George Gust for which he should
give me q pack of cigarettes. OF
course. you can get all the cigarettes
you want here but 1t doesn't
look nice walking down the alley
back Of the Hollywood Canteen.
Am getting awful lonesome for the
smell Of printers ink and a
look at your h ON ely face. You
should come to Hollywood Here you
would lay 'em in the aisles. Besides
you've got the neckties for a
place Ike this. When the ad men
on the Hollywood newspaper go out
ON the street you should see
the things they pick up. But then,
guess your wife wouldn't under
stand. Women just can't under
stand j.. even for arts sake.
Today, ate in a joynt two tables
away from Hedy Lamar. But she
didn't speak. Guess she was afraid
I'd mub her. Silly of her. wasn't
It. Veronica Lake was there too Z.
but she couldn't see me >. with the
-3nfr1Hsher eyes and things. So
I'm mad and I'm coming home
where the girls in Kinsels not only
speak 20 you =. but once in while
pop Cor q cup of coffee. Out here
the price of a cup of coffee raises
heck with your expense account :.
and you know how publishers are!
II we had a newspaper out here you
would enjoy running it by remote
control with a direct line to
the Brown Derby and we could
have our breakfast club at Sardi's.
But as for me I'm getting
lonesome for one Of Don's hamburg
ers or q barbecued beef sand
wach at the Big Chief. I miss
Schroeder's and The Tap Room
and free dish night at the Majestic.
I'm lonesome for Mama Genthe's
cat Gardenia for Francis
Melody and his inside dope. I miss
the Mayor ;. the Council and
the rest of the boys at the City
Hall. The poker games -. the police
beat and the smell of Wyan-
dotte water. Yes, Happy, I'm lone
some and want to come home and
wipe my feet on your side of the
desk. I want to see how much
debris can pile up on the desk
before cleaning it off. want to
write my name in the dust on the
windows then write editorials
about the SCOT and ashes.
want to fight with Hal Pearson
IN the composing room about
the typos that slip through. want
TO talk with Dick WEIGH in stereo-
tipping and listen to Hugo Cole
below about late copy. And it
won't hurt to tell our readers that
I've seen a good deal of the western
newspapers -. and we've got lot
TO be proud of . E. with the News
Herald.
And IT'S not much fun walking
down the street here not know
ing who the merchants are inside.
It's more fun when you can stop
In and chew the fat with bud and
Ed and Ralph and George and Chef
and Harry. Out here no one asks.
whats new what's the latest?
Who gets their throat cut this
week." You know, Happy, out here
I don't think they give damn know
ing what's new in Wyandotte- Which
shows to 60 you -. they don't know
what they're missing. In Hollywood
this morning a little red head asked
me where I was from +. and when
I said ~Wyandotte" she said she
never heard Of that hotel.
So you see, Happy. it Is better for
me to come home. 1t isn't safe here
for q man to go out on the streets
alone ut night. Last night whole
crowd almost mobbed me trying
to get my autograph. They thought
I was Hoot Gibson. You know the
way my pants bag at the knees and
make me look bowlegged like a
cowboy. If you were out here you
would get pestered cause all
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