Category Archives: Matt Weinstock

A Call From Sam Bill Stout of KNXT received a phone call the other day from a stranger who said he was Sam (Golf Bag) Hunt, a big man in Chicago hoodlum circles. He was calling, he said, to get … Continue reading →

Tijuana Exile Hopes This is a further report on Roy Huerta, separated for the last 10 years from his beloved wife, Manuela, and their six children. Roy, 39, is a cook at a restaurant on Sunset Blvd. and lives with … Continue reading →

  Money Troubles The bitter warfare between those who owe money and those who are trying to collect it goes on and on, with extracurricular activity here and there. A mother received a call recently from a woman who said … Continue reading →

Stop the Music In the event you hadn't heard, music is broadcast over the City Hall loudspeaker system. Maybe not the best music, but music. Now an anonymous city employee asks bitterly, "Why must we be submitted to this torture?" … Continue reading →

Goleta's Great Day In the twilight of Monday, Feb. 23, 1942, a Japanese submarine a mile offshore fired 25 shells from its 5-in. deck guns at the Elwood oil field inGoleta, a few miles north of Santa Barbara. The attack, … Continue reading →

Taken for a Ride The question before the house today is, "Does the MTA hold secret meetings?" Ralph P. Merritt, MTA executive director, says no. Carter Barber of this newspaper says yes. "What's the difference?" you may ask. The answer … Continue reading →

Summit of Babel Night is a time for deep, probing thoughts, and a couple of midnights ago the semanticists on the copy desk lobster trick* turned up a disturbing little fantasy. It all started when slotman Robert Smith viewed with … Continue reading →

What Goes Up… For some reason, perhaps a power failure, all four elevators in the 12-story Equitable Building at Hollywood Blvd. and Vine St. Stopped between floors Monday and remained stalled about an hour. The remarkable thing was that there … Continue reading →

Talk Is Cheaper At this moment of drought there is much talk of water. At a meeting in Sacramento a few days ago John E. Hunt, financial consultant of the California Department of Water Resources, outlined to interested persons from … Continue reading →

Wanton Juveniles On their return from several months in Europe, a couple learned the furnished house they own in San Fernando Valley had been vacated by the people they had rented it to and become the rendezvous of juveniles who … Continue reading →

Cans! Cans! Cans! The man on the phone, asking a moment of my time, sounded reasonable — at first. "You might want to write about this," he said. "I think I know why people are so tense and nervous and … Continue reading →

Crime and Punishment A young man named Len was stopped recently for an illegal left turn on Vermont Ave. and, when it turned out he didn't have his driver's license, the officer ran a routine check on him over the … Continue reading →

  Prize for Pungency Every year the San Francisco Chronicle has a crayon drawing contest for youngsters. Top prize is $25. Among this year's entrants was a bold, impressionist drawing of a pig delivering the Chronicle to a farmhouse, sent … Continue reading →

Clever, These Hollywooders Not long ago a producer, director and writer drove to Santa Barbara for a preview of their new movie. On the return trip, around 2 a.m., on a lonely stretch of Highway 101, they ran out of … Continue reading →

  On Conformity The horrid word of the moment is conformity — submitting to the other fellow's whims, influence and propaganda. The villains are vaguely identified as ruthless persuaders, sometimes known as the Madison Avenue boys, whose sneaky, repetitious sales … Continue reading →

  Glendale 'Witch' While recovering from the flu in 1942 Charlotte Armstrong amused herself by writing a mystery novel, "Lay On, MacDuff!" To her surprise, she sold it and it was published the way she wrote it. Until then she … Continue reading →