Call Me a Cab

Kathy and Elliot Lewis on stage. Two of the most distinguished names in radio. Appearing each week in their own theater, starring in a repertory of transcribed stories of their own and your choosing. Radio's foremost players in radio's foremost players.

Drama, comedy, adventure, mystery, melodrama. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Elliot Lewis. Good evening. May I present my wife, Kathy. Good evening. We all daydream. I remember that as a child I wanted to be Florence Nightingale.

And I'm afraid I missed some of my earliest arithmetic problems because I daydreamed caring for the sicken and firm. I built the biggest bridge in South America instead of mowing the lawn. Shirley Gordon, who wrote tonight's play, Call Me a Cab, also has pursued this pleasant avocation and she wrote some of it down.

And we're going to do it for you right now. Kathy? Our story starts with me. I'm in my apartment. It's very neat, my apartment. Kydie. Place for everything and everything in its place. And it's very empty.

When I'm in it, I spend a lot of time looking out the window, without knowing quite what I'm looking at, or looking for. Like today, when it's my day off, and I'd finish doing everything I had to do, My apartment's clean, my clothes are in order, my hair and my nails are done.

I've just finished the last chapter of the book I was reading, so I look out the window, and I see the day that I don't know what to do with. Take a walk, go to a show, window shop, don't waste a day, Julie, not another one.

It's your life. This is Miss Benson. Would you call me a cab, please? I'll be right down. Put on a bright lipstick in your best hat. Don't let the world know you're a girl with no place to go.