Frank Sinatra

Went to NBC to meet Frank Sinatra. Seems like the big ones like to meet personally. Like Garland, the eight or ten men entourage mills around-away from the "icon". He spotted Mahoney, his press agent and me, waiting in the "wings". Cooly, he beckoned us over. Blue shirt for TV, rep tie, it was his Brooks Brothers period. And thinning short cropped hair. We shook hands, he was polite, and he and Mahoney came moved away to talk. I put my hands in my pockets and moved back to the entrance with no door. Mahoney came over with a wry Irish grin. He had his hands in his pockets too. "He thinks you got too much hair, but he wants you to put some orange in it somewhere.... he likes orange." I did on the final piece.

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