day, Saturday, we played again. I didn't have no wrestling match that night, so
I asked her for a date to dinner. She said, 'Sure. I got to call my mother,
just to tell her I'm going out.' I didn't get to meet Babe's mother until the
morning she was going back to Beaumont, Texas. Babe used to take her mother to
California every year. She used to love the flowers.
"I WANTED TO
SHOW HER OFF"
Saturday night, Babe and I went out dancing. She's a great dancer, and we just
fit together like a glove; close-up, easy, quiet dancin'. We went to the Cotton
Club, the Famous Door, to Strangler Lewis' place in Glendale. I took her
everywhere where I knew my pals were. I wanted to show her off, see.
back to Hollywood and I said, 'I'll be seein' you,' and she said, 'When?'
Chris, and my youngest brother, Tom, and my nephew were living with me in an
apartment in Hollywood. I told them. 'You know who's coming, we got to have
everything fixed up nice and clean, and we got to have something cookin'.'
a Greek dish, lamb, tomatoes, sort of like a goulash. The neighbors came in,
and Babe played the harmonica for them real good. They all wanted to know when
she was coming back.
"We became a
pretty good Hollywood pair. Sometimes Babe would come by the apartment without
letting me know. If I wasn't there, she'd leave me little notes, signed
'Romance'!...I wish I had those little notes now," he sighed nostalgically.
"They were wonderful; nice little things here and there."
He looked again
at the black box on the wall. Still no sound, and it was nearing noon.
get to sleep until 4:00 this morning," he explained. "She had a bad