The Old Man

And now, a tale well-calculated to keep you in, spends. Listen now to the old men, starring Leon Janni in the title role, and Reynolds Osbourne as the director, written especially for suspense by Bob Cochran.

Adam, you're standing on my cable. Oh, you're in your cable. Adam, you're standing. Thank you. And a happy new year to you too. Good evening ladies and gentlemen, from New York's famous Times Square, where in less than six short hours thousands of people will celebrate the moment we're all waiting for. Goodbye to

1961 and welcome to 1962. I beg your pardon. How does one get to Pennsylvania State? Right that way sir. Even now things are getting a bit crowded here as more and more people arrive, anxious to to be as close to the center of the Christ of Pazamo, but I would miss it for the world.

Darn it! No, not for the world, my folks. Well, well, from my vantage point here on Broadway just north of 44th Street, I can see the excitement in both directions. Excuse me, sir. Oh, I guess.

I say, I say, how does one get to pinch a finger? That way, sir. The famous lights of old Broadway are blazing, and I'm reminded of Chesterton's comment about what a wonderland Broadway must be to the man who can't read.

Instead of cigarettes and beer and tissue paper, who such a man, the light might spell out hope and faith, or advertise charity, good will, peace. Well, now let's talk about one of the- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, good evening sir, I knew you.