Back in the 50s when I was in Jr. High in Los Altos, the town had a Dad’s Club for men. Their main purpose was to put on a charitable musical revue each year called the Fathers’ Frolics. The cast was liberally filled with well-known local businessmen, teachers, doctors and regular dads. I really enjoyed going to these and watching these normally-staid and serious men display their musical and comedic talents. The whole thing was run by a theatre guy named Leroy Stransky.
We had a band teacher at Covington Jr. High named Harry Miracle. He was the orchestra leader in the revues. The program notes indicated that the orchestra was “under the Miracle Whip of Harry.” I could easily have been the one who wrote that.