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happily. "Hi, Daddy, I see you!" They all cracked up.
The kids sat in rapt attention as Donahue interviewed Graham, tracing the course
of his career from the early days singing in bars at the New Jersey shore for
tips, all the way to his most recent concert-a benefit show in California where
Billy Joel was Graham's opening act. The interview was highlighted with film
clips, Graham's own reminiscences, and Donahue's often probing questions.
"To what do you attribute your longevity in the business?" Donahue asked Graham
toward the end of the show. "I mean, rock acts come and rock acts go-" "I've
been very lucky, haven't I?" Graham said.
"So, you think it's just good luck, Mr. Modesty?" the host teased.
"Partly," Graham replied easily. "And maybe that I'm always willing to try new
things," he added.
Phil nodded. "And how does all this success affect your family?" he asked.
"There's . . ." he looked down at his note cards.
"My wife, Claudia, and my two kids, Ian and Chloe," Graham said. "I'd say they
help keep me going when the going gets tough." Ian and Chloe screamed together
in joy. "That's us!" Ian said proudly. "We're on Donahue-" "Sssssh!" Sam said.
"He's still talking about you." "-is four, and Ian's thirteen," Graham said.
Donahue stood up, wandered into the audience as was his custom.
"This is when the audience gets to ask questions," Sam explained, shifting to
get more comfortable on the pillow she was leaning on. "I used to watch this
show all the time when I worked at Disneyworld. Breakfast with Phil," she joked.
Donahue walked up to an overweight matronly woman with ten tons of makeup on her
face, dangling day-glow earrings on her ears, and a too-tight floral print
polyester pantsuit on her bod, and he thrust the mike in her face.
Sam made loud siren noises when she saw the woman on the TV screen. "Emergency,
emergency!" she shouted. "Call out the fashion police. Give her a life
sentence!" "Sssssh!" Carrie said. "I want to hear what she asks." The overweight
woman took the mike and stood up. "Graham," she said breathily, her pointy
earrings dancing dangerously, "you're my favorite musician in the entire world.
Can I give you a kiss?" The camera swung to Graham. "Uh, sure," he said
diplomatically. Like a shot the woman was out of her seat and waddling down the
aisle, her arms open as if she were about to take a flying leap at the stage.
Graham stood up and offered her his cheek.
The camera came in close on the woman, who, instead of kissing Graham's cheek,
actually grabbed him, hugged him tightly to her massive bosom, and even tried to
thrust her tongue into his astonished mouth before he c~u1d pull away.
"Eeeee-yew!" Sam yelled.
"Gross! Gross! Gross!" Ian cried out. "Totally diz-gusting!" "I can't even
look,"Carrie said, hiding her eyes.
"Where's the barf bag!?" Sam said loudly, looking around the room in
mock-desperation.
"Why is that woman kissing Daddy like that?" Chloe asked. "Mommy won't like it!"
"No kidding," Sam laughed. "And your daddy won't like it either. I don't think
there's a man alive who would like it!" "No more kisses!" Donahue announced, as
the woman ran triumphantly back to her seat. The whole audience exploded in
laughter. Then he ran up to the top tier of the audience where a a very thin
woman, dressed entirely in black, was waiting to ask Graham a question. Donahue
handed her the mike.
"Graham," she asked, her voice marked by a thick Texas accent, "when I saw you