
This week’s mystery movie was the 1961 Columbia film Homicidal with Glenn Corbett, Patricia Breslin, Eugenie Leontovich, Alan Bunce, Richard Rust, James Westerfield, Gilbert Green and introducing Jean Arless. Continue reading

This week’s mystery movie was the 1961 Columbia film Homicidal with Glenn Corbett, Patricia Breslin, Eugenie Leontovich, Alan Bunce, Richard Rust, James Westerfield, Gilbert Green and introducing Jean Arless. Continue reading
Update: Mamie Van Doren is hallucinating about her alleged “friendship” with Elizabeth Short, the Black Dahlia.
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For several years, because of what she posted on her blog and now what’s in her so-called memoir, people have been badgering me about what Mamie Van Doren (age 95) thinks she “remembers” about her old pal Elizabeth Short, the Black Dahlia. I ignored them as long as possible, but I reached my limit with this story by Ryan Coleman in Entertainment Weekly.
Titled You Thought I Was Dead: My Life of Celebrities, Sex, and Champagne, published in May by the Permuted Press, the book apparently features what Van Doren (presumably with the assistance of an uncredited ghostwriter) claims to recall about the 1940s in Hollywood. Life is far too brief to waste time fact-checking the alleged autobiography of a superannuated starlet of 1950s drive-in movies famed for her figure and fortunately, Amazon’s sample doesn’t include the Black Dahlia chapter or I would be forced to read it.
It’s enough to say that Van Doren’s main claims, as reported in Entertainment Weekly, are utterly untrue. Continue reading
Welcome to the sixth session of the Black Dahlia Book Club!
I finally got tired of talking about George Hodel and Steve Hodel (at this point, I know Steve’s monologues from memory) so I decided to spend some time looking at portrayals of the murder and the investigation. I consider myself first and foremost a historian of the Black Dahlia case, and think it’s important to examine the source material in detail to emphasize the challenges of researching the murder of Elizabeth Short.
Next month: Black Dahlia Ask Me Anything, July 7 on YouTube.
In this video, I discussed my work in progress, Heaven Is Here! and Part 3, Decoding the “Detective,” in David Oranchak’s series on Alex Baber. It is a masterpiece of debunking a “true” crime fraudster.
The next Black Dahlia Book Club session is June 16. The next Ask Me Anything is July 7.
David Oranchak’s three-part video on Alex Baber’s claims that he “solved” the Black Dahlia and Zodiac cases.
Part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XARYxQVGziU
Part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HqB-fUuMUxs
Part 3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQoKddXI75E
I also discussed:


Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project.
I’ll be putting that little landmark on my tour of the Black Dahlia crime scene, which is about three miles away. Bradbury’s first book got a press run of about 3,000 copies and sells for $1,000 to $4,000 and up.

June 26, 1947: Los Angeles Sentinel columnist Edward Robinson takes a trip to the University Station after LAPD officers discover that he is carrying two driver’s licenses. One identifies him as “white” and the other identifies him as “Negro.”
With all the digging I have done in old Los Angeles newspapers, I have never come across anything like this.
Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project.
An unknown press photographer in Long Beach captured them in a small fraction of a second, the old three-masted square-rigger and the brand-new helicopter: old and new, past and future.
Helicopters were exotic aircraft in 1947 and newspapers coined names like “the Flying Eggbeater” and “the Whirlybird” for them. Their strengths were quickly recognized, however, and in 1947 Los Angeles became the first U.S. city to use them for mail and express service. (Apparently the mail pilots had a habit of hovering over sunbathers, prompting a lawsuit by women members of the Santa Monica Ambassador Club). The DWP also began using copters to check power lines and they proved themselves in fighting a 3,600-acre wildfire in Big Tujunga Canyon, which killed two men and injured at least 75 more.

Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project.
Gov. Warren is justified in his concern over the growth of gangsterism in California, dramatized by the effective and efficient taking-off of the charming but unlamented Bugsie Siegel.
The governor notes that the arrival in a community of one criminal is a relatively small matter. Likewise, the assassination of a crook is of no particular importance to a community, and grief at his passing is restricted to a minor and unselect circle. Gang wars have a way of settling themselves, and if the murderer of Siegel is caught, law enforcement officers are apt to express, in a mild manner, their gratitude.


Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project.
For the rest of his life, Sugar Ray Robinson was haunted by that eighth round in Cleveland. Haunted by the hard left to the jaw of Jimmy Doyle, who until the moment his head hit the canvas with a sickening thud was riding a string of victories to a chance at the title of welterweight champion.
Doyle, born Jimmy Delaney, was a classy fighter who made his professional debut June 6, 1941, at the Olympic. “Jimmy first attracted our attention by his old-fashioned standup stance,” Times sports columnist Al Wolf wrote. “He looked like a throwback to the days of John L. and Gentleman Jim as he stood there stiff-backed and stiff-necked, feet firmly planted, left arm extended in an upward arc. It could have been a picture from the Police Gazette of yesteryear.”

Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project.
For me, stumbling across Jim Tully is one of those wonderful accidental discoveries that are a byproduct of research. He’s as obscure and forgotten today as he was famous in the 1920s. (His name has appeared exactly once in The Times in the last 20 years).
An Irishman with a natural gift for storytelling, Tully was almost entirely self-taught, which gave him a spare, unpretentious style that translates well to modern times, unlike the stale, artificial constructions of his more literary contemporaries.

Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project.
The day before, The Times reported a curious incident in which a bullet tore into the propeller of the plane shortly after it took off for Tulare, Calif., and had reached an altitude of 600 feet.
Police detained 14-year-old Ronald A. Husner, 3468 Greenwood Ave. in Mar Vista, who admitted being in the area shooting rabbits, but said he wouldn’t have been able to hit the plane with his .22-caliber rifle.

Note: This is an encore post from 2006.
June 18, 1907
Los Angeles
The victim: A collie named Baby
The plaintiff: Hazel G. (or Ella M.) Schurger, 1156 S. Flower.
The suspect: J.J. Brady of the Immigration Bureau, a next-door neighbor.


Note: This is an encore post and originally appeared in 2005 on the 1947project.
In the spring of 1968, Times reporter Charles Hillinger went up to San Luis Obispo for a story about a prison facility for elderly convicts, like John D. “Frenchy” Florence, 82, whose felony was unrecorded, and a thief named Simon Birdow, 78.
Gardening was particularly popular among the men, and Jesse Houston, 70, showed off his snapdragons, lilies of the Nile and hollyhocks, as well as his orchard of peaches and nectarines. Houston, Hillinger noted, had been the facility’s shuffleboard champion for three years.

Alas, I can’t find any photos of the original Thomas taxicabs that debuted in Los Angeles in 1908. The Western Motor Car Co. put this Chalmers-Detroit into service in Los Angeles in 1909. Continue reading
Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project. This was a follow-up to Kim Cooper’s original post on Wanzy Patterson, an unfortunate watchman who was helping himself to liquor while guarding a bar. Two LAPD officers hid in the bar and confronted him. Officers said Patterson made a move toward his pistol, so the “riddled his body with bullets, 11 shots being fired,” according to the L.A. Times.
Looks like an off night for The Times and a certain unfortunate watchman whose name was indeed Wanzy. One of the officers in question was actually Clarence Albert Stromwall, all the more confusing since his father was Detective Lt. Albert C. Stromwall of the robbery detail and appears in The Times fairly often.
The mangled address was actually Quan Yin Court, named after the goddess of mercy. Alas, while Quan Yin Court and Quan Yin Road are listed in the usually reliable Thomas Bros. 1945 edition (Grid 44, E-2)—and Quan Yin Road appears in the 1951 reverse directory—the streets are not to be found. A check of the 1944 and 1949 Yellow Pages in search of the bar was equally unhelpful.
While making my search, I was more than a little surprised to discover “Negro Alley” still appearing on the Thomas Bros. map of downtown in the 1940s, however. This infamous 19th century lane, sometimes referred to as “Calle de los Negros,” led from Aliso to the Plaza, east of Los Angeles Street, and figured in the Chinese Massacre.
Upon his retirement in 1967 after 21 years with the LAPD, Clarence Stromwall became a municipal judge and ran for the Superior Court in 1978 against incumbent Florence Picard. He died in 1996.
Bonus factoid: the 1949 Yellow Pages lists bars under “Beer Parlors.”

Note: This is an encore post from 2006.
June 16, 1907
Los Angeles
Despite the old saying—a lawyer who represents himself has a fool for a client—Edith Foulkes is a smart woman, at least in the courtroom. She can’t make the same claim about her trip to the altar, however, which is what brings before Judge Bordwell.
Although she had known her husband, Ralph, for eight years, they were only engaged for a week before they got married in 1905. His family was coming to visit and he wanted to be married when they arrived, he said.
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Tsuru Aoki, in Sunset magazine.
Note: This is an encore post from 2017.
Though long in the shadow of her more well known husband, Tsuru Aoki achieved just as great a fame as Sessue Hayakawa, with a life story as fascinating as any novel. Born in Japan though raised in the United States, the beautiful Aoki functioned as a crossroads of the East and West, blending together the best attributes of both nations into a wonderful hybrid, though never fully embraced by either. Brought to this country as a child, she was never able to apply for American citizenship thanks to Anti-Asian laws and sentiments, and was often forced to depend on the kindness of others as she was shunted to and fro. Aoki’s life story also reveals America’s changing viewpoints and knee-jerk reactions about and to the Japanese, often during times of trouble in which the “other” became the villain to make up for other groups’ sins.
The vast majority of books and articles mentioning Aoki then and now blend together fact and fiction into her biography, not digging for the true facts. She was not born with Aoki as her name. In fact, she was probably born December 24, 1891 or 1892 in Hakata, the daughter of a poor Japanese fisherman Kahara Isekichi and his wife, Taka Kawakami, which she discovered when her father sent her a letter years after she became a star.
Hollywood at Play, by Donovan Brandt, Mary Mallory and Stephen X. Sylvester is now on sale.


Note: This is an encore post from 2005 and originally appeared on the 1947project.
From a transcription he made six weeks before his death, Artist John Decker’s voice came back to intone his philosophy at his funeral yesterday.
In his flower-decked studio at 1215 Alta Loma Road, where the private services were conducted, came the voice reciting a speech of Rostand’s “Cyrano de Bergerac.”
“…to sing, to laugh, to dream, to walk in my own way, and be alone.”
Reminder: Boxie and I will be doing the next session of the Black Dahlia Book Club on Tuesday, June 16, at 10 a.m. Pacific time on YouTube. In this installment, I will discuss the FBI files on the Black Dahlia case.
FBI files on the Black Dahlia case Part 1 | Part 2
David Oranchak’s videos on the Black Dahlia and Zodiac cases.