I reached my floor after several stops and exited. My appointment was at 1:45 and I, like all show biz people, was known for my lack of punctuality and arrived promptly at 2:15. I entered the office and signed in as if I were the mystery guest on What's My Line. With broad demanding strokes I boldly wrote HELEN LAWSON and waited for a response as if the next autograph hound was going to shove a pad in my face. The nurse slid open the glass panel and barked," Have a seat. You're very late Miss Lawford".
"That's Lawson. Helen Lawson", I responded. " Perhaps you were thinking I was one of the Kennedy clan".
"That's a laugh!" she snorted and slammed the glass shut.
I sat and waited for what seemed like hours. I read every magazine in the place and was seriously considering calling these Jehovah's Witnesses when the class slid open.
" Miss Kennedy? The doctor will see you now". ( To Be Continued.)