She was attending business school when she met Art Todd, a fellow musician from her hometown, Elizabeth, New Jersey, and married him the same year, 1941. But showbiz was not going to be her life. As a girl, she also performed on Broadway and radio. A lot of them call up rainy Saturday afternoons, Mother bustling around the house doing the endless chores required while raising two and later three young boys, those young boys with Lincoln Logs or Tinkertoys spread out across the living room, Dad periodically coming in from whatever he was doing outside, and all of it soundtracked by our hometown radio station, or maybe by WGN from Chicago.ĭoris “Dotty” Babb was in showbiz early, having performed at Carnegie Hall in the late 1920s, when she was 13 years old. A lot of those songs date back to the late 50s and the early 60s, to what I have called “time without a calendar,” before I started listening to my own radio stations and could use the record charts to mark my passage through the years. When I hear those songs now, they come with associations positively ancient, from the beginning of time and possibly before. Maybe that’s because I grew up in a house where the radio was always on. (Pictured: a look inside my head, and maybe yours too.)Ĭertain songs seem to have been in my head forever.
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