It was the same as a thousand other shows in which the freckle-faced redhead had played up to his vast television audience. There were the same folksy-folksy jokes, the same rasp-voiced sentimentality about things, places and people. But Arthur Godfrey's last appearance last week was on tape; he was in a hospital bed, waiting for surgery on a tumor that turned out to be cancer of the lung.
Under the circumstances, Godfrey's performance was peculiarly moving. When he climbed aboard his palomino Goldie to exhibit his amateur's skill at dressage, the demands of a bad hip made him mount like...
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