Taking on City Hall

Is Maxwell House really the only coffee in the world? Well, your father says so, and your father knows best. Yes, its father knows best, transcribed in Hollywood, starring Robert Young's father. A half hour visit with your neighbors, the Anderson's, brought to you by America's favorite coffee, Maxwell House.

The coffee that's always good to the last drop. And speaking of children, the poet Charles M. Dickinson wrote, They are idols of hearts and of households. They are angels of God in disguise. The sunlight still sleeps in their tresses. His glory still gleams in their eyes.

Well, it seems like a pretty good bet that Mr. Dickinson never spent any appreciable time in Springfield, especially in a certain white frame house on Maple Street. If he did, it's a cinch that he never stayed for dinner, where the conversation generally goes something like this.

But Dad, I won't get my allowance until Monday and I've only got 20 cents. That's very interesting. Cathy, stop playing with your mashed potatoes. Yes, Daddy. It isn't as if I needed a whole lot. Heck, what's 50 cents?

Well, lately I've heard it referred to as a 1950 nickel. That was a joke, Margaret. Fifty cents, 1950 nickel, you see. I heard you, Jim. Oh, well, I just thought. But would you please pass the bread?

Gosh, if you needed 50 cents and I had 50 cents, you know I'd be only too glad to lend it to you. That's very noble of you. You mean I can have it? No. That's wonderful gravy, Margaret.

Well, thank you, dear. Would you mind passing it, Betty, please? Here you are, Father. Thank you. Say, Mom. Your mother's not going to lend you the 50 cents, either, Bud. So stop bothering her. I wasn't bothering her, Dad. I just thought...