Shirley Temple. My late cousin George had a crush on her when he was a child. My father, an inveterate prankster, phoned nephew George when he was about 5 and, without disguising his voice, claimed to be Shirley Temple. "Shirley" then admonished George to drink his milk.
Years later, when George was grown and had a family, my dad finally 'fessed up about this and George claimed that he had always wondered if the phone call was for real. Ah, memories...
