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Eleanor Roosevelt, shepherding a group of women reporters through the White House, showed them, in the President's study, a full-length portrait of herself, done by a man who had seen her just twice—at parties, years ago. Mrs Roosevelt, who never poses for portraits, said the painting was so extremely pretty she disliked it, added: "I would like to burn it some day, and I probably shall."
Lieut. Wayne Morris, 30, tall, blond, peacetime Hollywood movie actor, now a veteran Navy fighter pilot in the Pacific, returned to Hollywood on 30-day leave, became its first real-life war ace: seven Jap Zeros. Said he: "My biggest fear all the time I was at sea was that one of my pictures would be shown aboard my ship. . . ." .
Fred Allen, lemoncholy dean of radio comedians, in Manhattan after completing a movie (It's in the Bag), uttered a few characteristic words about Hollywood. Actors? "Covered with hollow honors. Texas Rangers, Kentucky Colonels, Boston fire chiefs. . . . Why, I've met Rangers who couldn't get on a horse with a blueprint and two osteopaths." Actresses? "Chambermaids with caps on their teeth ... figments of their pressagents' imaginations." California? "If you're an orange, it's ideal."
*When the Duke of Windsor, visiting Washington as the Prince of Wales, was ushered "into her presence, he exclaimed: "Good Lord—there's Mother!"
†The King officially celebrates his birthday in June because the weather is better and ceremonies can be held outdoors.