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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
HE NEVER GOT A DINNER
Papa put the finishing touches on a straw hat, placed it on his head and, to little Aaron’s delight, broke into a soft shoe.
Mr. Jerwick applauded and laughed. “I’ll take the hat, Mr. Chwatt. But I’m no dancer.”
“Hey Pop,” said sixteen-year-old Aaron. “Check out my uniform for my new job.”
“Doing what? So many buttons.”
“I’m a singing bell boy.” Aaron raked his fingers through his wavy red hair. “Making people smile—like you, Pop. And how about my stage name?”
From Vaudeville to Broadway and film, history will forever remember award-winning entertainer Red Buttons with a smile.
Aaron Chwatt was the son of Jewish immigrants. His father, Michael Chwatt made his living as a milliner in New York’s Lower East Side who enjoyed entertaining his customers.