By: Jean Roland

Jean Roland — Mon, 20 Apr 2009 22:24:27 +0000

A delightful memory filled with pathos and charm. Believable and delightful.

By: Valerie Pepe

Valerie Pepe — Mon, 20 Apr 2009 16:06:49 +0000

After reading the feature article on Paul Anka that appeared in the January/February 2009 edition, I was compelled to share a memory that most likely might not appear in his upcoming autobiography. The article brought me back to the age of six when I appeared on the United Cerebral Palsy telethon. He was a regular host with Dennis James. My moment with Paul Anka:
I waved to mom in the audience as I sat in the big leather couch. Suddenly, the crowd began to clap with excitement; Paul Anka appeared with a microphone. He came and sat down and offered me a piece of gum. I began chewing and chewing, not realizing it was echoing over the speaker and the crowd roared with laughter. Then he asked me, “Do you know who I am? I raised my hand and said, “No.” However, I did tell him that he was cute and I think he even blushed as the audience began to chuckle. Then the lights were turned down and the spotlight was on Mr. Anka and me. He began to sing his famous hit “Diana” and replaced it with Valerie. At the end of the song, he kissed my forehead. So, there I was on national television being kissed by Paul Anka. I fell in love with him at the age of six. When I got home that night after the broadcast I wanted every Paul Anka record album and to my surprise mom and dad bought me his latest album.
Thank you, Saturday Evening Post for bringing back such wonderful memories. When I read the article, it was as if he was sitting next to me.
Valerie Pepe, Staten Island, NY

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By: Jean Roland

By: Valerie Pepe