When Death, the prompter, as it must to all actors, called exit last week George M. Cohan did not have to wonder what his notices would be like: his career had been vividly reported to millions while he lived. Five months before death (of cancer) Cohan had seen a runoff of his own cinemapotheosis, Yankee Doodle Dandy (TIME, June 22), with James Cagney outdoodling the actor he portrayed. The picture turned the jauntiness and the flag-waving, the Cohan tunes and the Cohan tricks, into a nostalgic tintype of an era. No one typified that...
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