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The Jean Seberg Affair Revisited

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The Times, Sept. 9, 1979: Actress Jean Seberg is found dead in Paris.

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The recent death of noted editor James Bellows has renewed interest in an item he handled about actress Jean Seberg, who killed herself in 1979, nine years after a Times gossip column published an account planted by the FBI stating that an actress identified as "Miss A" was pregnant with the child of a Black Panther. The Daily Mirror presents the original item and The Times’ coverage of the incident. Although the FBI lists Seberg’s file on its Freedom of Information Act website, the agency has yet to post it online.
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Sept. 23, 1979: The Times takes a long look at Jean Seberg.

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The Times, Sept. 14, 1979: The FBI admits planting the false item about Seberg.

A Faulty Tip, a Ruined Life and Hindsight

* A journalistic lapse allowed the FBI to smear actress Jean Seberg.

April 14, 2002

FOR THE RECORD

April 23, 2002

Columnist’s death– An April 14 story in Southern California Living
referred incorrectly to the year former Times gossip columnist Joyce
Haber died. It was 1993, not 1983.

By ALLAN M. JALON, SPECIAL TO THE TIMES

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A
new book and documentary about maverick editor Jim Bellows show how he
featured celebrity gossip at newspapers he’s run since the 1960s and
later on TV. Neither, however, looks at what he calls "a big mistake"
of his career, an episode in which derogatory information about a
famous actress was publicized by the FBI, using a gossip column in the
Los Angeles Times. But in recent interviews, Bellows for the first time
detailed how the episode unfolded. Bellows was the associate editor for
features at the Los Angeles Times between 1967 and 1975, and during
those years, he edited the daily gossip column by Joyce Haber.

On
May 19, 1970, the lead item in Haber’s column was headlined "Miss A
Rates as Expectant Mother." Its coy language made clear that "Miss A"
was the pregnant actress Jean Seberg, who had won early fame in the
title role of Otto Preminger’s "Saint Joan" and went on to star in
Jean-Luc Godard’s "Breathless." And, the item said, she carried the
baby of a Black Panther, not of her husband, French diplomat-novelist
Romain Gary. The syndicated column appeared in about 100 papers around
the country.

Seberg, like a number of other cultural figures of
the time, had contributed money to the Panthers and believed the story
attacked her for her political views. The complex, troubled actress
took an overdose of sleeping pills several weeks after the story
appeared, and, on Aug. 23 prematurely delivered a daughter who lived
for two days. At the baby’s funeral, a traumatized Seberg–she was 31
then–opened the casket to prove the baby was white, the stories lies.

The
column triggered the actress’ downward spiral across a decade, her
husband and others close to her said. For nine years, Seberg tried to
take her life around the baby’s birthday. On Sept. 8, 1979, her body
was found naked in the back of a Renault parked on a Paris side street,
the death credited to an overdose of barbiturates.

Six days
later, the FBI, responding to Freedom of Information Act requests, and
working to distance itself from Hoover-era practices, disclosed that it
had fed information from a wiretap into Haber’s column. Through that
September, The Times published stories about Seberg’s death and the FBI
disclosure. None detailed exactly how the FBI’s damaging material had
made its way to Haber and into print.

Nor do the new Bellows
book, which he wrote with Gerald Gardner, or the documentary, which was
directed and produced by Steven Latham, a close friend of Bellows’
wife, Keven. Over the course of several recent interviews, Bellows
described how he dealt with a story whose publication has long haunted
him.

In 1970, Bellows oversaw the section in which Haber’s
column ran. In mid-March of that year, a tip passed to Haber by Bill
Thomas, who was the paper’s metropolitan editor, sparked the Seberg
item. Speaking separately, the two men–Bellows, 79, and Thomas,
77–searched their memories for details of the incident.

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The Times, Jan. 6, 1980: Further revelations about the FBI and Seberg.

The note, which Bellows has kept for nearly 32 years, reads:

"Memo:
"Informant sez actress Jean Seberg is four months pregnant by Ray
Hewitt, known as ‘Masai,’ and identified as present Black Panther
minister of information. Informant adds that she has sed she plans to
have the baby."

1980_0106_jean_seberg_02Across the top, Thomas wrote: "Joyce–I don’t
know if you care, but this comes from a pretty good source." The note
bears Thomas’ signature. Thomas, who later became editor of The Times
during a period of growth under former publisher Otis Chandler and
guided the paper to several Pulitzer Prizes, retired in 1989 and lives
in the San Fernando Valley. He said recently that he got the note,
typed on a half piece of copy paper, from a reporter whose identity he
said he can’t recall. He said he "probably" put it in Haber’s in-box.

Thomas
said he remembers a phone call during which the reporter told him that
his source was the FBI. He said he passed the note along, assuming that
someone would verify the information before using it, which is standard
journalistic practice. "It was such a tiny blip," Thomas said. "And it
was Hollywoodland and filmland and the FBI screwing around … all I
was saying was what the reporter said," he said. "The way it was told
to me by my sources was that the FBI actually believed she was pregnant
by this Black Panther, so they believed that. I wasn’t in the business
of killing off informative tips of any kind, and it was up to others to
exercise judgment. I didn’t think about it for more than five minutes."

With
the note delivered, one part of a wide-ranging FBI project to covertly
suppress political expression moved forward. Bellows’ book draws from
other published sources to describe how J. Edgar Hoover’s
Counterintelligence Program, or Cointelpro, aimed dirty tricks at black
liberation, black nationalist and antiwar groups, starting in 1968.

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from the spring of 1970, showing communications between Hoover and
agents in Los Angeles, appear in "The COINTELPRO Papers: Documents From
the FBI’s Secret Wars Against Dissent in the United States," by Ward
Churchill and Jim Vander Wall (South End Press, 1990)
.

Hoover
oversaw the Seberg smear, ordering agents in Los Angeles to wait until
Seberg’s pregnancy grew more visible. He didn’t want the wiretap–which
agents apparently misinterpreted–to be suspected. Ronald Ostrow, a
former Los Angeles Times reporter who worked in the Washington bureau,
obtained documents in 1980 showing that FBI officials in Washington and
agents in Los Angeles targeted Seberg for giving $10,500 to the
Panthers. Bellows said he’s been disturbed by his failure to at least
try to check out the story with Seberg or someone close to her.

He
said Haber had already written the column when he first saw the note,
as their 11 a.m. deadline approached on May 18. He said recently that
an alarm went off as he read it. " … According to all those really
‘in’ international sources," the item read, "Topic A is the baby Miss A
is expecting…. Papa’s said to be a rather prominent Black Panther."

"I
said to Joyce, ‘What the hell is that?’ I thought it was pretty strong.
Like: ‘Wow, where did that come from?’ Joyce went to her desk and came
back with the note from Thomas."

Haber’s first draft named
Seberg. Bellows told her to rewrite the piece without the name. "I took
it out because it made me nervous," he said. He worried, he said, about
possible libel action if he used Seberg’s name.


Joyce Haber; Noted Hollywood Columnist



July 31, 1993

By BURT A. FOLKART,
TIMES STAFF WRITER

Joyce
Haber, among the very last of the feisty breed of Hollywood columnists
who were capable of canonizing a film or destroying a star, has died.

Paula
Correia, a spokeswoman for Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, said the
journalist and author died Thursday of kidney and liver failure. She
had been admitted to the hospital July 14.

Miss Haber, 62, left
the Los Angeles Times in 1975 to write a highly successful roman a clef
called "The Users." It was her only novel, said her friend and
publicist, Jay Allen, and it quickly rose to the top of the bestseller
lists of both the New York Times and the Los Angeles Times.

The
book mixed 70 of Hollywood’s chosen with fictional characters. The
account of their foibles may have been the definitive treatise of film
name-dropping, and it rankled many of her friends and sources.

In its review of the book, Time magazine called her "Hollywood’s No. 1 voyeur."

Miss
Haber, who attended Bryn Mawr and Barnard colleges, was divorced from
film producer Douglas Cramer. She moved comfortably through the ranks
of filmdom’s elite, attending premieres on the arm of such celebrities
as actor-dancer Gene Kelly. She had arrived in Los Angeles after many
years as a reporter, columnist and West Coast correspondent for
Time-Life publications.

At The Times, she worked as a feature
writer and columnist and then was given Hedda Hopper’s old job. Miss
Hopper and William Randolph Hearst’s Louella Parsons were the two most
influential members of the Hollywood gossip cabal.

Jim Bellows,
now West Coast bureau chief for TV Guide, hired Miss Haber in 1966 when
he was associate editor of The Times. He said he chose her over several
other candidates because "she wrote an extremely well-read column day
after day. She was a hot ticket for many years."

At her peak, wrote Women’s Wear Daily, she was "one of the most powerful American women in the media."

She is survived by a son, Douglas Cramer III, and a daughter, Courtney Cramer.

Services are pending.


Why, if he was so anxious, did he risk printing an unconfirmed tip aimed so plainly at her reputation?

Bellows
answered: "The question is whether it is true. You are trying to tell
the truth. You must have an authority for whether it is true or not,
and I took as my authority the name of Bill Thomas on that note.
Editors have a responsibility for what they have a hand in. One must
look at the note and make up one’s own mind."

Said Thomas: "Bellows is the one who made the big error. He was her editor!"

Haber’s
column, syndicated to about 100 papers, was soon picked up by Newsweek,
which printed Seberg’s name. She reacted with anguish. Her husband
wrote a piece for a French magazine expressing outrage.

Haber,
who died in 1983 [Note: 1993–lrh], was asked about the item repeatedly after Seberg’s
suicide. "The FBI was not my source," The Times quoted her as saying in
a Sept. 16, 1979, story that reported the FBI’s admission. The story
added: "Beyond that, Miss Haber refused to discuss the story, except to
say she would never reveal the source."

In 1979, a theater
critic for the Washington Star named David Richards quit his job to
write a Seberg biography. That year, he received a copy of the
unconfirmed tip in the mail with no return address. He said he had no
idea where it came from, though Bellows said recently that he "may have
sent it."

When Richards visited The Times to ask Thomas about
the note, Thomas said he could not recall where it came from and was
passing on one of many tips in the course of a day. Richards said that
after his book, "Played Out," was published in 1981, he was surprised
that none of its many reviews mentioned that Thomas had passed the tip
to Haber. Six years earlier, in 1975, Thomas had fired Haber because of
problems with the accuracy of her work. "Her stuff was perilous," he
said.

Bellows said he always felt "Joyce took a real beating on
the Seberg thing." Asked why, when Haber was put on the spot after
Seberg’s 1979 suicide, he didn’t step forward to take some of the
blame, he said: "I didn’t do that, and I should have. That’s true.
That’s why I’m going into all this now."

But Bellows’ memoir
barely hints at his role as the editor of Haber’s Seberg story. He said
a desire "to be nice" prompted him to leave Thomas out. He said he
called Thomas about a year ago and asked if he could name him and
describe his role in the memoir he was working on. Thomas, he said,
asked him not to.

Thomas said that he didn’t tell Bellows what
to write but that he rejected Bellows’ belief that they shared
responsibility for putting the story into print.

David Lawrence
Jr., former executive editor and publisher of the Detroit Free Press,
publisher of the Miami Herald and a past president of the American
Society of Newspaper Editors and the InterAmerican Press Assn., says
there is accountability on both sides. "It seems to me that if a
significant editor sends a reporter or columnist a note that says:
‘This comes from a good source,’ that indicates that the source is
someone he trusts and that he thinks has great credibility," Lawrence
says.

"You get a major editor sending the kind of note that was
sent here, and there is at least a potential signal implied that ‘I
know this to be true’ or ‘this is probably true.’ And you would hope
that this would be given to someone who was so well-educated in
journalism that this person would say, ‘I don’t care who this comes
from. I have to check this out." He adds: "I would say that the
mistakes of both these men are equally significant."

The Bellows
film, soon to run on various PBS stations, omits the Seberg saga.
Director-producer Latham said he made various "editorial choices," but
not one to spare Bellows. One problem, he said, was that "there were no
living people I could’ve talked to to make a Seberg segment work."

But
he could have asked David Halberstam, who is in the film and who wrote
about the Los Angeles Times in "The Powers That Be," his 1979 book
about media power and politics. He finished his book before the FBI
smear became public but had heard rumors.

"This is not about
gossip," Halberstam said recently. "This is really about political
reporting of a very dubious kind. The Times did not set out to destroy
her. One powerful institution manipulated another. The result was the
destruction of a fragile human being."

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In the Theaters — March 22, 1958




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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler




 
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Lakers Honor Elgin Baylor, March 22, 1969




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Michael "Pinky" Higgins dies. The former infielder and Red Sox manager had planned to return to work as a scout for the Houston Astros. He was 59. 

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It’s odd–maybe even a little chilling–to see an old story you associate with your own childhood.

The Lakers gave Elgin Baylor a night at the Forum, a thank you to a
great athlete for his years and accomplishments. I was there, a
12-year-old Baylor fan at his first pro basketball game, star struck
and shell shocked at my good fortune.

The Forum was a glamorous place then, still shiny and new. I had
been to a few Angel games the previous two baseball seasons but Anaheim
didn’t have a star power of the Lakers and faraway Inglewood. Yes, to
this almost teenager from Norwalk, Inglewood was glamorous. This was my
first glimpse of the big time.

Why my parents got tickets to that game is a mystery but the timing
was perfect. Baylor was my favorite Laker, although I have no idea why
I picked him over Wilt or Jerry West or some mere mortal. Any Laker
game would have been special, but this was so much more.

We had great seats, on the floor behind one of the baskets. How did
they manage that? I can remember Chick Hearn introducing Baylor and I
can remember him sitting for a moment in an empty chair in front of us,
waiting for his turn to walk onto the court.

He was within reach but I froze. I remember my dad gently poking fun
at me, probably something I have done with my own kids. Until looking
at the old newspaper stories this week, I had no memory of the opponent
or who won. As if any of that mattered.

I recently received an email from a reader who had been to a
baseball game as a child at old Wrigley Field in Los Angeles. He
vividly recalled seeing a baseball player walk by him on the way to the
clubhouse. He realized that the memory might not make sense. Why would
the player be in the stands after the game?

I know how he feels, but are the details as important as the
emotions those memories trigger? Sure, it would be nice to have film of
that night so I’d know for sure how close Baylor sat to my family. The
real value would be cementing the memory of my parents’ gift, an
adventure that has stayed with me through the years. Reading the old
newspaper stories brought it all back, every fuzzy detail that I’ve
second-guessed and wondered about.

I’ve decided that at this point, the fine points really don’t
matter. Since I can’t confirm my memories, why worry whether I need to
correct them. Instead, I’ll cherish them.

–Keith Thursby

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Body of Girl, 16, Dumped at Burbank Hospital

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Found on EBay — Dyas and Cline

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This megaphone advertising Dyas and Cline has been listed on EBay. Bidding starts at $9.99.
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Matt Weinstock — March 21, 1959




Forgotten Heroes

Matt_weinstockdIn the
tense days of WWII and the patriotic binge that came with peace in
1945, councilmen solemnly pledged to honor the city’s war dead with a
memorial of some sort.

It was tentatively agreed that a living
memorial was preferable to statuary. One suggestion was for a center in
Chavez Ravine featuring a motion picture unit shooting actual films.
There was also talk of naming parks for war heroes.

A few
fumbling surveys were made but these ideas never got beyond the
discussion stage. Meanwhile, a framed sign stating "This space is
reserved for a fitting memorial to the war dead of WWII" was placed in
the entrance forecourt of City Hall.

But times and councilmen
change and memories fade. This week the sign was quietly removed. No
one knows why and apparently only a few veterans care. They think it’s
a rotten shame.

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A MAN
puffing with exertion and carrying a suitcase and overcoat arrived late for the annual school play in a San Marino elementary school recently and apologetically plowed his way to his seat.

At
intermission he said to his neighbors, "Please excuse me. I paid $15
cab fare from the airport to get here in time to see my boy. He’s in
the next act."

The little boy appeared briefly as scheduled, spoke one line and retired.

Greater love hath no parent.

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WITHOUT a gimmick you’re nowhere in today’s movie market. And so Malvin Wald  and Henry F. Greenberg , who wrote the script for the film "Al Capone ," and David Raksin , who wrote the score, got together and dreamed up a theme song.

The
lyrics are choice. The first one: "This is the tale of Al Capone, the
biggest gangster ever known. He came to Chicago in 1920 with only a gun
— but that was plenty."

Stanza 4: "That was the heyday of Al
Capone, protection racket was all his own. Pay through the nose to save
your store, yell for the law and you yell no more."

The way things are going in the violence department it’s likely to be authentic folk music in about 10 years.

::


ONLY IN L.A.
— During the evening rush hour on the San Bernardino
Freeway, John E. Edwards reports a motorcycle policeman in the narrow
divider was precariously holding a full-grown sheep by the neck.
Outcome unknown.

::

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ANOTHER
Space Age problem has presented itself.

Dave Siegel, preparing to film Nelson Glueck’s book, "Rivers in the Desert ," about the ancient Negev civilization, isn’t sure what to do about astrology.

In
ancient times people believed the stars guided their destinies. Many
still do and arrange their lives according to carefully calculated
horoscopes.

But now we’ve got satellites orbiting all over the
place and we’ll have more as time goes on. Will these artificial
whatchamacallits have the same astrological implications as the old
standbys? And what about horoscopes? What can be said of a person born
under the sign of Vanguard II? Tune in about the year 2000 and maybe
we’ll know.

::

A PIXIE at
NBC tells unmarried gals he knows of a handsome young lawyer they might
like to meet. When they show interest he says, "Fine, I’ll have his
mother call you. His name is Frank Duncan."

::

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FOOTNOTES

— Instead of "Sincerely" or "Yours truly," Kay Kennedy of the Alaska
Visitors Assn. signs off her letters, "Gaily" … All in all, reaction
on the new mugshot is favorable. As one reader put it, "You no longer
look as if you’d just been stabbed in the back, smelled burning
feathers or were confronted with a black widow spider."

Incidentally
the untimely heat has brought out the b.w. spiders. Killed three of
them on a brick pile … Jack Webb, Badge 678, and his partner, Robert
Bailey, are deputy sheriffs at Norwalk station. Never dragged a net in
their lives … Recommended listening: Count Basie’s band playing "In
the Night" at the Crescendo.

[Note: The Daily Mirror has been using Weinstock’s preferred mug shot all along. The only thing we did is not flip it the way they did in 1959!–lrh]

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Paul Coates — Confidential File, March 21, 1959




Confidential File

No Tattoo for Reyes

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this era of stifling conformity to the dictates of Madison Ave., I find
it a real comfort to know that there’s a rebel in our midst. Fact is, a
Cuban rebel, in a manner of speaking.

He is orchestra leader Chuy
Reyes, who, for years, has been contributing to the delinquency of the
Sunset Strip by playing energetic mambos for aging saloon customers who
should be home in bed.

Chuy’s personal revolution didn’t involve his countryman Fidel Castro.

It happened a year ago when Chuy
and his orchestra were in the fourth week of an eight-week stand at one
of Miami Beach’s plushier resort hotels. The kind of place where, to
mix you a little metaphor, the mink flows likeManischewitz wine.

And, since Chuy’s music was packing the place in mink every night, the management had no complaint. At least, not on that score.

On another score, however, yes. Chuy learned about it one evening when his band "took five."

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The hotel’s owner summoned him over to her table. "I have to have a talk with you," she said ominously. He sat down.

"You know that little melody your band plays?" she started.

"What little melody?"

"You know," she said. "The one you use at the end of each set. It goes da-di-da-da-da-DA-di-da-DA-da …"

Signs Off With Tune

"Oh that one," he beamed. "I use it for my signature music."

The
hotel owner nodded. "That’s what I want to talk to you about," she
said. "You use it for your signature music. So does Marlboro
cigarettes."

Chuy shrugged. "It’s a coincidence," he said. "So?"

"So, you can’t play it anymore. That’s what’s so."

The
bandleader looked at her in amazement. "I don’t understand what you’re
talking about," he said. "Why can’t I play it anymore?"

She raised a silencing hand, and then aimed it at one of the ringside tables.

"You see that couple over there?" she asked. "That’s the president of a rival cigarette company and his wife.

Boss’ Wife Sad

"His wife," she went on, "doesn’t like you to play that song."

Reyes isn’t a difficult man to do business with, especially if the price is right. He smiled pleasantly at his employer.

"I get your point," he said. "No sense in creating a fuss. I’ll play something else."

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He did.

And then, when the couple left, he reverted to da-di-da-da-da-DA-di-da-DA-da. The hotel owner came rushing over to the bandstand.

"I thought," she shouted, "I told you not to play that song. What’s a’ matter with you or something."

"But they’ve left," Chuy shouted back. "What’s wrong with playing it now?"

Even While Absent

"They
are my best customers," she said. "And the president’s wife told me
that she doesn’t want you to play it whether they’re here or not."

Chuy
turned his back, finished the evening and announced to his boss that he
was quitting. nobody could tell him what music he should or shouldn’t
play.

When he repeated this story to me at Ciro’s the other night, I shook my head in sheer admiration. "You got principles, Chuy," I told him. "Or," I added as an afterthought, "maybe you’ve got a small financial interest in Marlboro?"

"I should be so lucky," he replied.

"Well," I tried again, "are you a Marlboro Man?"

"Me?" he snorted. "I couldn’t pass the physical." 

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In the Theaters — March 21, 1955




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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler

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Dec. 16, 1973: A reappraisal of "The Long Goodbye."

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Note: To mark the 50th anniversary of Raymond Chandler’s death, the
Daily Mirror is revisiting some of The Times’ stories about his life and
influence. We invite the Daily Mirror’s readers to share their thoughts.

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U.S. Sent Planes to Attack N. Korea; Angels’ New GM, March 21, 1969

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You may never need to glue a piano to the wall … but isn’t it nice to
know that you could? 
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Turmoil in the Sierra Club.
Testifying before a House committee investigating the Pueblo incident, Lt. Gen. Seth J. McKee says the U.S. planned to send F-105s to stop the North Korean seizure of the American ship but that the planes couldn’t arrive before nightfall.

The student strike at San Francisco State ends after 4 1/2 months when the Black Student Union accepts a settlement negotiated by a faculty committee.

And eight police officers and eight protesters are indicted in the melee that erupted during the 1968 Democratic presidential convention in Chicago, including David T. Dellinger, Rennie Davis and Tom Hayden.

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TV newswoman Enid Roth of NBC is accused of hiding a microphone in the TV set of a hotel room used by Democratic Party officials. 
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Framed oil paintings, $17.77!
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Bob Hilburn reviews Glenn Yarbrough.
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Thirty years later, "Grin and Bear It" is a scrawl. But look at the workmanship on "Rick O’Shay" now that Stan Lynde has refined his drawings. 

 

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Los Angeles Times file photo

Dodgers fans crammed together on the long, hard benches of the Coliseum, 1959.

1969_0321_tickets Selling Dodger tickets in 1958 was no walk in the park.

"It was January and the Dodgers had moved to Los Angeles but they had no ballpark. Walter O’Malley was dickering for the Rose Bowl, for Wrigley Field and for the Coliseum," Harold Parrott said. "That’s what I call a real problem for a ticket manager."

Things worked out, of course, and Parrott the ticket manager was onto a new challenge by 1969, selling tickets in Seattle for the expansion Pilots in a makeshift former minor league ballpark. Parrott, who also worked for the Angels in Anaheim, had vivid memories of the early days in Los Angeles.

1969_0321_sports"It was 100 degrees some days in the Coliseum and the people would drop like flies," he told The Times’ Mitch Chortkoff. "The seats were long hard benches. They were for skinny people. We had to eliminate every fifth one to give the fans some comfort.

"Yessir, we had problems but we licked them."

Parrott was typically optimistic about Seattle’s potential, but the Pilots’ future turned out to be in Milwaukee where they moved and became the Brewers.

::

Jim Murray visited the Angels in Palm Springs and filed a sharp portrait of the team’s new general manager, who grew up in the Dodger organization.

"Dick Walsh will not have to be shown a baseball or told which way a guy runs when he hits a fair ball. Walsh put in nearly 20 years at the toughest apprenticeship a man can have in the grand old game–he worked under Branch Rickey and he was Walter O’Malley’s ‘No’ man," Murray wrote.

1969_0321_murrayWalsh was sent west in 1957 to deal with the Dodgers’ move in large part because he "was so efficient and silent that some thought he was as mechanical as a scoreboard.

"Dick became O’Malley’s tough guy at City Hall and in the delicate first years of the Dodgers’ pioneering, handling elections, building permits, city planning meetings. Any night, you could see him prowling the Coliseum and later Dodger Stadium, wearing dark glasses and carrying a walkie-talkie. ‘I was the heavy,’ he admits today, ‘but it was fantastic experience.’

Murray had fun with Walsh’s plan for a  "multimillion- dollar infield" which didn’t come to pass but he seemed to think Walsh’s background might save an Angels franchise that stalled after some promising first seasons.

–Keith Thursby

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Found on EBay — Mullen & Bluett

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This red tie (with a golf pattern) from Mullen & Bluett has been listed on EBay. Bidding starts at $19.
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Matt Weinstock — March 20, 1959




The Pinch Quota

Matt_weinstockdAn encouraging word came out of Sacramento the other day.

Bradford
M. Crittenden, taking office as California Highway Patrol Commissioner,
told newsmen CHP officers will not have to make a minimum of arrests
each day. "Bad pinches," he said bluntly, "are bad law enforcement."

The
news story continued: "Charges have been made in the Legislature and
elsewhere that patrolmen are graded by the number of citations they
issue and that promotions are given to officers with high arrest
records."

Let us localize the picture and see what we get. We come immediately to that horrid word "quota."

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ASK THE LAPD
high command if there is a ticket quota and you get a horrified denial. Technically this is correct.

But
let us take the hypothetical case of an ambitious policemen who writes
a ticket for every violation he sees and perhaps one now and then that
he only half sees. As any motorist knows, this is like shooting fish in
a barrel. If a traffic officer goes by the book we’re all guilty of
some infraction every time we get behind the wheel.

Now let us
say the captain of the station to which this eager beaver is attached
is under pressure from downtown to step up enforcement because of
several bad accidents in his area. What is to prevent him from calling
in the other patrolmen and asking how come they wrote only three
tickets the day before when the fireball wrote 12? Having no
alternative, they pull a few suckers to the side and issue valentines.

AN INCREASING number
of motorists feel that justice would better be served by friendly
warnings instead of tickets for minor offenses. On serious offense, of
course — no mercy.

This would be possible if traffic officers
were given full discretion to handle each case as they see fit instead
of conforming to the philosophy that punishment is the only solution to
the traffic dilemma.

* *

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A LISTENER
phoned KMPC yesterday and asked to speak to Dick Whittinghill. He had a suggestion, he said.

When
Dick came on the line the man went into a detailed explanation of his
idea but Dick cut in with, "I’m sorry, I can’t help you."

"Why?" the man asked.

"Because I’m not here today — my show’s on tape."

"Oh, I’m sorry, I’ll call back tomorrow."

* *


THE FOLKS
are fighting TV commercials again.

Christine
Walters is worried about the gal with the sniffles who gets out of bed
maybe a dozen times a day to take a cold remedy. The cold has hung on
so long that Christine thinks the gal should discard the thin nightgown
for flannel pajamas.

Ed Harding offers free to the Viceroy
people another variation on their series. The scene is an operating
room. In response to the key question the man with the scalpel tears
off his mask and rubber gloves and says, "I’m not a surgeon — I’m a
CPA."

* *

EN AGUA CALIENTE
The trouble with betting and winning a peso-
I fear I’ll be getting carried a weso.
— CLIFF MACKAY

* *


1959_0320_abbyAT RANDOM —
No one seems to know why but racing drivers are superstitious about the
color green. An automotive engineer entered in the Mobil-gas Economy
Run to Kansas City received four new cars for the test but refused to
accept two. Yep, bright green . . . Saddest man in Los Angeles this
week is a trusting fellow who bought two Irish Sweepstakes tickets and
learned the other day the seller hadn’t turned in the money or the
coupons on account he has been in jail for drunkenness. He’ll always
think of what might have been . . . Overheard by Paul Fierro in a
Sunset Boulevard actors’ hangout: "If he ever got the right break he’d
be bigger than Lassie."
 

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Paul Coates — Confidential File, March 20, 1959




CONFIDENTIAL FILE

Mash Notes and Comments

Paul_coates"Dear Mr. Coates,

"Imagine a friendship between a millionaire show business lady of star status and myself, a derelict newspaper hustler.

"For
years this friendship existed. I had my benefactress, and many times
she came to my assistance and by sending me small sums of money for
coffee and books and the necessities of my existence.

"But money isn’t everything, Paul. I have dropped my interest in my show business benefactress.

"I
figure it this way — a man should not go on writing letters to a
beautiful lady for weeks and months if he does not receive any letters
in return.

1959_0320_mirror"It is difficult but I shall write no more letters to her.

"I had written to her twice a week for the past four years. No answers. I got silence.

"Man, I have stopped. I will send no more letters that get only silence.

"Sir, I hope you never cross paths with a rich, beautiful lady." (signed) Memphis Harry Lee Ward, P.O. Box 1963, Hollywood.

— Why? What did I ever do to you?

* *

"Dear Paul,

"I like you. You know what I mean?

"You’re kind of a nut, but you’re cute.

"In fact, if you weren’t already married, I’d marry you, except that you’re too old for me (I’m 23) and you’re not a TV cowboy.

"Be that as it may, I always regard you as a mature Ward Bond." (signed) Miss Kelly McKinney, 823 3/4 Maltman Ave., L.A.

1959_0320_kidnapping01— Odd. I always regard myself as a young Tab Hunter.

* *

"Dear Paul,

"Robert Ruark as a journalist is tops, but your column never did appeal to me.

"Let’s
face it — your journalistic intellect does not go too high above ‘Dear
Abby,’ even though you do occupy a higher positionnewspaperwise. 

"And you know how her journalistic prose goes — ‘Never mind the orchids, hold out for orange blossoms.’

"You
lack imagination, even though your columns start out very dramatically,
like, ‘The boy was clinging to a tree branch on a hill.’" (signed) GilColvitto, 525 S Wall St., L.A.

— That was no boy. That was that little scamp Ward Bond. He’s just immature.

* *

"Paul,

1959_0320_kidnapping02"I have a new column who will print my letters. Dick Nolan’s column of the San Francisco Examiner.

"That
means we are finished, Paul, you didn’t come through with a loan that I
asked you for a dozen times and even offered you the pink slip on my
taxi.

"You can write a letter to Nolan about me, that people looked for my letters in your column.

"Tell him about my book, etc., but don’t tell him I am fat and lazy and drink beer. He knows that.

"I am in Dick Nolan’s column exclusive now. No more letters for your column, Paul. It is your fault.

"Au voir, Paul." (signed) Parkey Sharkey, 2077 Bay Rd., East Palo Alto.

— Not au voir, Parkey. Just good-by.

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In the Theaters — March 20, 1952




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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler




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April 29, 1962: Robert R. Kirsch reviews "Raymond Chandler Speaking," a collection of letters, notes, articles and a piece of an unfinished novel, "Poodle Springs." 

And so did film writer Philip K. Scheuer:

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Note: To mark the 50th anniversary of Raymond Chandler’s death, the
Daily Mirror is revisiting some of The Times’ stories about his life and
influence. We invite the Daily Mirror’s readers to share their thoughts.

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Movie Star Mystery Photo




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Los Angeles Times file photo

Update: As three people guessed, this is Pauline Garon. Please congratulate Tom Ratliff, Annie Frye and R. Ahuna. Above, a still from "Man From Glengarry," 1922.

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Feb, 20, 1923: An ad for "Adam’s Rib," with Pauline Garon.

Just a reminder on how this works: I post the mystery photo on Monday and reveal the answer on Friday. To keep the mystery photo from getting lost in the other entries, I move it from Monday to Tuesday to Wednesday, etc., adding a photo every day.

I have to approve all comments, so if your guess is posted immediately, that means you’re wrong. (And if a wrong guess has already been submitted by someone else, there’s no point in submitting it again). If you’re right, you will have to wait until Friday. There’s no need to submit your guess five times. Once is enough. The only prize is bragging rights. 

The answer to last week’s photo: Phyllis Kirk.

Check back next week for another mystery photo!

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Los Angeles Times file photo

Our mystery woman is a little tougher than usual, but not impossible. Please congratulate Tom Ratliff, who correctly identified her. He says: I wish I had a more romantic reason for "knowing", like "I’m a big silent film fan", but I’m just a resourceful internet user that gets a buzz out of solving puzzles like Mystery Photo."

Update: Pauline Garon in a photo from "Satan in Sables," 1925.

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Los Angeles Times file photo
Here’s another clue. Who is our mystery woman?

This is Pauline Garon in the play "Bad Babies," by George Scarborough, 1929.

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Los Angeles Times file photo
Here’s still another clue. Who is our mystery woman? And what about her mysterious companion?

Update: Pauline Garon and actor Ward Crane in an undated photo.

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Los Angeles Times file photo
Pauline Garon in 1942, when she sought a divorce from her second husband, Clyde Harland Alban.
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Movie Union Rally Turns Violent, March 20, 1939


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The Newsreel Theatre at 8th and Broadway, one way to get news before CNN.
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A melee breaks out at the Hollywood American Legion Stadium over control of the Local 37 of the IATSE.

In London, Britain seeks to enlist the U.S., France and the Soviets in an alliance against the Germany and Italy.
And the Japanese ambassador to Berlin extends his government’s congratulations upon Adolf Hitler’s return to Germany after a tour of the conquered area.

But in Moscow, the Italian Embassy hosts a grand ball with clowning and pranks by envoys in costumes.

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The Times’ Gene Sherman takes a look at the story of one criminal.
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Katharine Hepburn doesn’t need Hollywood; she’s got a hit play in Boston with "Philadelphia Story," Hedda Hopper says.
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As a youngster, I always considered George Lichty’s "Grin and Bear It" to be humorless smudges and scrawls.  But this panel shows he could actually draw.
 
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The Cubs defeat the Pirates in an exhibition game at Wrigley Field. New term for the Pirates: "Smoky City stooges."
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Nuestro Pueblo — March 20, 1939




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