A Smile And A Shoeshine

Last week, at home in Columbus, Ga., Pete waited for Sonny's decision. It appeared, however, that Sonny had made his mind up some time ago and Pete had been what they call "middled." It was reliably reported that Sonny had signed with Georgie Katz, a Philadelphian who looks like George Raft and who once managed Gil Turner. The contract, which is for 10% of Sonny, is contingent on Katz's being certified as an Eagle Scout or the Ivory Soap baby. Evidently, Katz has the good name he says he has; it hurts him here when he is reminded that his brother is a bookmaker.

"I'm Mr. Clean," Pete Rademacher said desperately. "I'll dress up like Mr. Clean, and you can put me on the cover of your magazine. Now wouldn't that be something! Whoo-hoo!"

"Don't worry," said Sonny. "My manager will be so clean I'm going to wash him myself."

"I'm not happy," said Pete, "unless I'm shoving out ideas."

In Death of a Salesman a guy says: "A salesman's got to dream, boy. It comes with the territory."