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Aug. 27, 1960: The Dodgers' apparent refusal to sell their future made for an interesting if confusing story. The team apparently turned down $1.8 million for Frank Howard, Willie Davis, Ron Fairly and three other players. "They are not for sale," Walter O'Malley told The Times' Frank Finch. So what team had that much money to pay for prospects? Well, there wasn't one. Turns out nine teams made offers for the six players and the $1.8 million represented the "six best offers," Finch said. Oh. One team offered $400,000 for Howard, the mammoth young outfielder with the impressive power. He already led the Dodgers in home runs, but he also was striking out at a record pace with 86 strikeouts in 83 games. The Dodgers traded Howard in 1964 to the Washington Senators in a package that brought pitcher Claude Osteen to Los Angeles. One of the Dodgers included in the deal was pitcher Pete Richert. One of the 1960 minor league Dodgers listed in Finch's story was pitcher Pete Reichert — I'm guessing he meant Richert. — Keith Thursby |
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Aug. 25, 1960: Tons of steel fall onto Wilshire Boulevard from a building under construction … Richard Bergholz makes a rare appearance as a columnist and Paul Coates analyzes a bill from Los Angeles County for cutting down a damaged tree and replacing it. CONFIDENTIAL TO DESPERATE … PLEASE HELP: There is no reason to feel guilty. Under the circumstances, anything goes. Matt Weinstock is on vacation! |
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Aug. 24, 1960: Matt Weinstock is on vacation. Dear Abby: I am 19 and work in a large store. One of my supervisors started taking me out for coffee breaks and lunches and then it got serious. I knew he had a wife and family but the attraction was too strong to fight. Now I am expecting his baby. He says I can't expect any help from him, financial or otherwise. I'll have to quit work soon. I can't face my parents Should I go to his wife or should I tell our employer? |
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Aug. 24, 1960: The Mirror reports a shouting match between Mayor Norris Poulson and Police Chief William H. Parker over a proposed police cadet program. It sounds like a great item, but alas, so many stories and only one Larry Harnisch, who is focused on the 1910 bombing of The Times these days. Paul Coates follows up on a story about Emery Newbern, “the Perry Mason of the drunk tank.” |
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| Tom Treanor files a report from Rome on an unusual way to get iron ore from beach sand. |
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Aug. 24, 1941: That "rustic little cabin" Wally Beery purchased in Jackson Hole, Wyo., won't be "little long." Wally's adding six more rooms and deluxe fixtures, Jimmie Fidler’s staff says. |
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Aug. 25, 1910: In vastly different ways, The Times and the Herald report the arrival of San Francisco labor leaders. The Times said: "The worthies registered at the Hayward, and almost immediately the big boss who pulls the strings which make the deluded union puppets dance issued a call for a conference and a blanket order for beer. Last night the czar barred himself within his room and in reply to a telephoned inquiry concerning his business here, announced that he was "not talkin' to no reporters." Coming up next month: San Francisco labor leaders file a libel suit against Times Editor and General Manager Gen. Harrison Gray Otis and Assistant General Manager Harry Chandler. |
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Tom Treanor, who was killed covering World War II for The Times, on housing in Rome. |
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Aug. 23, 1940: George Raft's been startling New York natives by making nite club rounds in bedroom slippers, Jimmie Fidler says. |
Photograph by Larry Harnisch / Los Angeles Times
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| I visited Hollywood Forever Cemetery over the weekend to see the memorial to victims of the 1910 bombing of the Los Angeles Times. I was told that The Times’ eagle has been missing its wings since at least 1990 and indeed, they are gone.
Four of the victims were buried elsewhere. Assistant City Editor Churchill Harvey-Elder, for example, is in Rosedale Cemetery. After visiting Hollywood Forever Cemetery, I went over to Rosedale to see if I could find his grave, but the office was closed. Rosedale, which is on Washington Boulevard just east of Normandie Avenue, is an older cemetery with narrow roads, and I ended up getting caught in a funeral procession that parked en masse for a graveside ceremony. |
*claps hands to face, shakes feathered hair, screams*
I'm sorry! I meant to do this last week. Larry pitched this idea when he first started running posts from 1980, and I thought "ooh, there's a Friday the 13th in August" and then I didn't think about it again until, well, last Friday morning, when my "House of Usher" post had just gone live. Well… "Friday the 13th" itself was released on May 9, 1980, so at least there is precedence for not getting the date quite right. That counts… right? ….
Besides, there's no actual mention of Friday the 13th in the movie. It's given as the date for much of the action, but nobody ever says "Boy, I sure hate Friday the 13th! Things always get crazy!" or anything like that. This is fitting; the movie intentionally follows the template of the tremendously successful "Halloween" (1978), which was originally titled "The Babysitter Murders" and involves the holiday largely as window dressing. In the coming years "My Bloody Valentine" (1981) and "April Fool's Day" (1986) would treat their own holiday themes much more seriously. For the original F13, though, it's just all about the camp counselors.
And what counselors they are! Not a single camper is to be seen in this film, unless you count the drowning Jason (was he a camper or just an employee's kid that nobody was really in charge of?) shown in flashback. This film is concerned about the counselors, thank you, the nubile teenagers in high-waisted shorts and crisp white panties. This film clearly knows which side its bread is buttered on! All the action takes place on the day before Camp Crystal Lake is to open, so at least there's a good reason: the story centers on the counselors who are helping get the camp ready. Sadly for them, that will never happen.
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This still from Theda Bara’s lost film “Salome” has been listed on EBay. Bidding starts at $9.99. |
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Here’s our mystery guest with a mystery companion! |
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Here’s our weekend mystery guest. I like to keep things more informal on the weekends so I’ll post all the comments as they come in rather than waiting. This week’s mystery guest was Raymond Hackett. |
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Aug. 21, 1960: The Lakers of Los Angeles were coming together. West Virginia University Coach Fred Schaus was hired as the team's new coach. "It was an opportunity that comes once in a lifetime," he told UPI. The team already had a great young player in Elgin Baylor, and the Lakers' top draft choice was Jerry West. Schaus coached the Lakers until the 1966-67 season, then become the team's general manager. Earlier in the month, the Lakers turned down $200,000 from the St. Louis Hawks for Baylor and they hoped West would soon join Schaus, his old college coach. "The Cleveland AAU team is bidding for Jerry's services. Naturally I hope he joins me out here," Schaus said. — Keith Thursby |
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Aug. 20, 1960 – DEAR ABBY: My husband stays home just long enough to eat, sleep and change his clothes. Our children hardly ever see him. This has been going on for 10 years. Last month I thought I heard a prowler so I called the police. A police officer came and offered to stay with me until I got over my nervousness. I made coffee and we had a wonderful visit. He's a big, good-looking bachelor, but it isn't what you think. I don't cheat on my husband even though he cheats on me. This policeman has been dropping in for coffee every night around midnight. Only someone who is as lonely as I was can realize what his visits mean to me. I have heard that my neighbors are beginning to talk. Should I explain that this is an innocent, clean friendship. Or do you think I am doing wrong? [I wonder if she's related to the woman who gave a house key to the milkman, don't you? lrh] |
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Aug. 20 1940: CONFIDENTIAL COMMUNIQUE TO Lili Damita: I sort of agree with you that marital separations are helpful in families where both husband and wife are of fiery temperament but don't you honestly feel that five or six months apart every year is overdoing it? |
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Los Angeles Times file photo The trial of Clarence Darrow. Do you recognize the young Jerry Giesler to Darrow’s left?
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In one folder, I found a map that a pressman drew on a piece of scrap paper showing where he was when the bomb went off and how he got out of the building. In another, there was Jim Bassett’s interview with May Goodan, Harry Chandler’s daughter, in which she talked about taking drives with her father through the barley fields outside Los Angeles and how he would say that it would all be homes someday. Rather than focusing exclusively on retelling the story, I have been looking at questions such as “Who owns history?” “Who gets to tell the story?” and “Why is memory so fragile?” How is it that an incident that was so thoroughly documented at the time has been so completely recast over the last century? Why is it that most people in Los Angeles today have no idea precisely where the bombing occurred? Or why? Jimmie Fidler fans, don’t worry. He and Tom Treanor and Matt Weinstock and Paul Coates will be back. But right now my life is all about research. |