Knocking Pitcher Whitey Ford off a Yankee mound is almost impossible; cutting in on Dancer Whitey Ford is unthinkable. Without even his spikes on, the Pied Piper of pitchers has just waltzed his way into fifth place on Arthur Murray's list of the top 10 ballroom dancers in the United States. Who is No. 1? Why, President Lyndon B. Johnson, of course, according to Twinkle Toes Arthur, who may be no Democrat but is certainly no fool.
This is an article from the March 30, 1964 issue
The newest member of the Vintage Chevrolet Club, an organization of antique car buffs, sat happily behind the wheel of a 1915 Chevy, bouncing up and down for the sake of a photographer. But that was as far as 75-year-old Mrs. Louis Chevrolet was prepared to go to honor her late husband's name. When it comes to getting around, the widow of the GM pioneer who started it all drives one of Henry Ford's Mercurys. Why? "They gave me a better deal," says Mrs. Chevrolet.
"I hope to outlive all the kings so I can go to a lot of funerals," said jaunty old Harry S. Truman as he paused, scarcely winded, on his way to the Florida Keys after seeing the late King Paul of Greece safely into a grave. Was he planning to do some fishing? "Oh, no," bubbled the world's champion walker-talker. "I'm a politician. Bess is the fisherman. I just bait her hook."
When son Jamie and a friend roared into the driveway on two new motor scooters, famed Painter Andrew Wyeth and his wife could not resist taking a whirl. Hopping aboard, the artist tore off in one direction while wife Betsy went the other. Even so, they ended up in a collision. Checking out of the hospital Betsy Wyeth cracked, "We'll probably be back on those scooters next week." Since her realist husband is encased in a knee-to-toe cast, it may be a month.
Film stars find immortality in a slab of cement outside Grauman's Chinese Theater. Politicians are remembered through bridges and highways. Now Promoter Jack Kramer has decided to make the great names of the tennis world live forever by using them to designate the nine courts of his swank new California tennis and swim club. "I'll meet you for a fast set at 2 o'clock," the Kramer membership will soon be saying, "on Pancho Segura."
Next to playing a love scene with Sophia Loren, the most dangerous way to pass an evening in Rome may be to drop in at a prizefight. That, anyway, is what Italian heartthrob Marcello Mastroianni (right) discovered in his ringside seat at the Griffith-Duran welterweight go, as fellow fans expressed their disapproval of the action with a barrage of tossed shoes and pop bottles.
"Except for the exercise you get from walking, golf does nothing to help a football player," said Green Bay Coach Vince Lombardi, as he teed off in San Juan, P.R. with Boxer-Golf Pro Chi Chi Rodriguez. Eighteen holes later the twosome returned to the clubhouse. "I outweighed him by 100 pounds, and he out-drove me by 100 yards," grumbled 215-pound Duffer Lombardi. "I'd like to express the appreciation of the Kennedy family to the Red Sox and to Tom Yawkey," said U.S. Senator Ted Kennedy after the Boston baseball man announced that the entire proceeds (an anticipated $50,000) from his team's opening game would be donated to the $10 million JFK Memorial Library at Harvard. "Sports always played an important part in the President's life," continued Ted, "but actually the best ballplayer in the family was my father, who played first base at Boston Latin School and then at Harvard with the class of '12."
A former captain of the West Point tennis team (1922), General Maxwell Taylor once listed a tennis racket as a basic item of equipment for all officers serving in his command. Last week, his faith in the power of sheer gut earned the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs a place on the Board of Directors of the National Lawn Tennis Hall of Fame.
Six months ago Airline Stewardess Frances Crenshaw knew scarcely a thing about either horse racing or ocean fishing. But after meeting this interesting man, she dropped in at the library, pored over the volumes on his two favorite sports and now knows almost as much about each as her brand-new husband Peter A. B. Widener III. And she always was a better water skier than he is.
After a lifetime spent sitting (theoretically, anyway) in the stuffy old House of Lords, Charles FitzRoy, Britain's 60-year-old fifth Baron Southampton, decided he had had it. Shedding the title that had been in his family for 184 years, the ex-lord walked out of the House and into the spring, remarking: "Now I can concentrate on wine, women and salmon fishing."