Nazis Seize Czechoslovakia, March 18, 1939


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Hedda Hopper writes about a new type of producer-director unit at RKO making "Gunga Din."

British Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain denounces Nazi leader Adolf Hitler’s "lawless and sinister" destruction of Czechoslovakia … war fears send the stock market tumbling.

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William "The Fox" Hickman’s holdup partner is paroled from San Quentin. And not a single bit of art on the front page.

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A wave of Czech suicides is reported.

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Comics of yesteryear: "Big Chief Wahoo" and "Harold Teen." With "Dick Tracy" and "Li’l Abner."
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Cubs beat Sox 10-2 at Wrigley Field. I love the old sports writing: The "Pale Hose" … swatsmiths … but "turkey-necked Cub third-baseman?"

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Found on EBay — Batchelder Tile

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This Batchelder tile has been listed on EBay. As I recall, a tile similar to this one is part of the fireplace at the Angelus Temple museum, which was formerly the home of Aimee Semple McPherson. When I get a chance I’ll post a picture that I took during the recent L.A. Conservancy tour, "Seekers." Bidding on the tile at left starts at $9.99.
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Matt Weinstock — March 17, 1959




Spoofing Session

Matt_weinstockdThose who attended the Screen Writers Awards dinner are still
rolling with some of the punches the authors tossed at each other and
life in Hollywood generally. The proceedings started out with a solemn
oath to stamp out togetherness and along toward midnight things became
downright gamey.

A skit having to do with "Lolita" brought out a remark, "This thing couldn’t get a seal of approval in Tijuana."

A
comedy-writing team came up with a tired routine and one said, "Put an
exclamation point after that so he’ll know it’s a joke."

One
of the most devastating spoofs was a parody of Ed Murrow’s "Person to
Person" show. A man resembling Ed sat on the edge of the stage smoking
a cigarette and talking long-distance with his subjects.

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THE LIGHTS

came on a scene showing a man shaving in his bathroom. "You got the
wrong house, Mac," he told Murrow, "Mr. Jessel’s three doors down."

The
next subject was a renowned author shown in his dilapidated one-room
shack in the Deep South. Asked if he used an electric typewriter he
said, "No, that’s a butane typewriter." Between killing a  huge rat and
scratching himself the overalled author said to his grown but childish
sister, "Why don’t you go down to the schoolyard and play?" She
replied, "Ain’t nobody to play with but the National Guard."

Program
notes on the event were also illuminating. One writer was described as
"Nero’s rosin boy." It was stated of another that he didn’t believe in
putting anything in writing. Of another that although he wasn’t born in
a log cabin he moved into one as soon as he could afford it.

THEN THERE

were the collaborators who abandoned writing and concentrated on
punctuation, contributing commas, dashes and three dots to 14 feature
films and one quivering colon for TV.

Guests also received the
first draft of the menu with penciled revisions. Comment on the cracked
crab: "Let’s call it maladjusted." Red cabbage: "Offensive to Formosa."
Baked Alaska: "Good! Very topical."

So don’t give up on movie making. There’s life in the old industry yet.

* *


1959_0317_poitierTHEIR BOSSES
may not be aware of it but legal secretaries, while waiting for the
next sentence to be dictated, idly scan the alphabetical titles of law
books. One of them, named Priscilla, remains intrigued by Vol. 16 of
Cal. Jur. 2nd, ‘Descent and Distribution to Drains and Sewers’ and Vol.
40 of the same, ‘Privacy to Public Officers.’"

* *


OBVIOUSLY

there’s disquiet in Detroit. After loftily ignoring the outcries for
smaller, plainer, cheaper, more economical cars, the big boys are
rushing into production with them.

Perhaps they’ve been reading the scorching letters of the last three months in the magazine Product Engineering. A few samples:

"The
American car can no longer be regarded as a means of transportation.
Rather, it has degenerated into an expression of social prestige."

"They are merely rolling nightmares, four-eyed blathers of whirling nonsense, contorted, obscene and trivial."

1959_0317_edsel"There is nothing more ridiculous than high fins and a rocketlike appearance on a Los Angeles street at 30 m.p.h."

"Current automobile design trends indicate a moral decay in America that is most alarming."

Boo!

* *


EXCEPTION
Telling the truth is all very fine,
But not when you’re 30, goes on 29.
–GLADYS FOREMAN

* *

AT RANDOM — The
line "You can’t get there from here" isn’t apocryphal argues Ben
Cherroff of the Terminal Annex Post Office. While in S.F. he asked a
policeman how to reach Judah Street and the officer said it and meant
it. Something about a bay intervening . . . Note from John Odell of
Alhambra re the new picture: "I’m afraid it’s hopeless. You still look
like a Main Street wino with a hangover." . . . To keep the record
straight, Tom Cassidy of KFAC presented a program on stereophonic tape
in December, 1955.

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Paul Coates — Confidential File, March 17, 1959




CONFIDENTIAL FILE

Girls’ Love Calls to Bernie Bedrock

Paul_coatesSometime last November, death made a date with Mrs. Reva Bedrock.

Seven days ago the appointment was kept.

Mrs. Bedrock died of cancer.

I knew her. She called me at the time the doctors told her she was going to die.

Mrs.
Bedrock wanted my help in finding her husband Bernie. She wanted him
home to care for the couple’s two children, Bonnie, 9, and Linda, 11.

Last June 29, Bernie stepped into oblivion.

He was last seen in Las Vegas, in a Fremont Street gambling casino.

He was wearing coveralls with the legend "Bedrock’s TV Service" stitched across the back.

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Until
that time, Mrs. Bedrock thought his mind, tortured by memories of a
Nazi prisoner-of-war camp, had gone blank, that he was a victim of
amnesia.

But the friend who saw him in Las Vegas found his
mind uncluttered by any psychological problems. Bernie Bedrock had
apparently run away from responsibility.

When she called, Reva
Bedrock asked me to remind him of that responsibility, asked me to
recall for him how much he loved his kids. I directed an appeal to
Bernie, but he either missed it or ignored it.

Now, a North Hollywood neighbor of the Bedrocks, Mrs. Lydia Snitkoff, has asked me to make the appeal once more.

She telephoned me yesterday.

"I wish you could print something again," she said. "Now that the girls’ mother is gone, they need their father more than ever.

1959_0317_duncan"They still love him," she continued. "They still drag out the family photo album and talk about him.

"I feel so helpless," she told me.

The sentiment was similar to that expressed by Mrs. Bedrock.

"Bernie’s got to come home," Mrs. Bedrock said. "He’s part of us.

"And when I’m gone, who’s going to take care of the kids?"

Too Many Drifters

I asked her at that time if there were any words she would speak if she knew her husband could hear.

"Yes, I want him to come back for our daughters’ sake. There are already too many drifters in the world." 

1959_0317_abbyAnd
she might have added that there are too many fatherless kids in the
world. Mrs. Snitkoff did. And she asked me to tell Bernie that in the
last days, Bonnie and Linda worked hard to make their mother
comfortable.

"They’ve sort of become self-sufficient," Mrs. Snitkoff told me. "You know, they do things for themselves."

Which is OK, but every kid needs a father.

That’s you, Bernie.

Reva was buried Saturday at Sholom Memorial Park Cemetery.

Bonnie and Linda are still alive.  

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In the Theaters — March 17, 1943




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Soliah Indicted, February 27, 1976

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Now this is interesting … and not at all what I expected.

According
to our 1976 story on the indictment of Kathleen Soliah (now Sara Jane Olson), above, an 18-inch pipe bomb was found in the parking lot of
a restaurant at Sunset Boulevard and Orange Avenue in Hollywood on Aug.
22, 1975, at left. Both Times’ stories said the bomb had been placed on the ground beneath
an LAPD patrol car and was noticed by restaurant customers after the
car had driven away.

The Times also reported that after
discovery of the first pipe bomb, police ordered a department-wide
safety check and an officer at the Hollenbeck Division found a similar
bomb on the ground beneath his car.

In neither instance, according to the original report, was the bomb attached to the vehicle.

Let’s look at today’s story by Andrew Blankstein:

[John] Hall and his partner were leaving an International House of Pancakes
restaurant in Hollywood when someone noticed a long, cylindrical object
protruding from under their car.

When the bomb squad eventually disabled and removed the device, Hall
learned how close his brush with death had been: One-sixteenth of an
inch separated the two metal contacts from the bomb detonator.

Authorities estimated the explosive and tightly packed nails in the
device would have killed or maimed up to several dozen people.

Victims would have included a baby girl in her high chair and her
8-year-old sister, who waved to the officers from behind the
restaurant’s plate glass window as the officers were leaving, Hall said.

"It should have gone off," said Hall, who served with the LAPD for
31 years before retiring in 2002. "That it didn’t was a stroke of
extreme luck. The death toll would have been horrendous."

Let’s see what we can find out. Stay tuned….


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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler

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Philip Carey discusses his new TV show, "Philip Marlowe," written by Gene Wang, formerly of "Perry Mason." 
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Archive of American Television interview with Philip Carey, 2002.
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February 5, 2009: Burbank Time Capsule Revisited

Cinda Cates, Burbank public information specialist, passes along the images that were recovered from the 1959 time capsule placed in the Magnolia Boulevard Bridge. The anonymous photographer recorded the city’s civic buildings (City Hall, a fire station, etc.) and took quite a few pictures of the new bridge.

Spend a moment on the predictions of Kenneth E. Norwood of Burbank’s Planning Department. He envisioned a city where only 12% of the people lived in single-family homes, with 88% in multi-unit garden apartments made of plastic that were incorporated in commercial complexes. “These complexes are supposed to be the ultimate in urban living, combining offices, hotels, apartments, shops, restaurants, etc., in one continuous complex of buildings, malls and arcades,” he wrote. Continue reading

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Nuestro Pueblo — March 17, 1939

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Below, 2062 N. Highland via Google maps’ street view.

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Found on EBay — Bullock’s Wilshire

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This dress from the Collegienne department at Bullock’s Wilshire has been listed on EBay. Bidding starts at $19.99.

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Matt Weinstock — March 16, 1959




Highly Qualified Man

Matt_weinstockdIt is rare in this era of conformity to encounter a gesture of defiance but that’s what we have today.

It concerns a gentleman of the old school — let’s call him Sabatini — who some months ago fell out of a building. At least that’s what they told him.

He
has recovered with the help of AA, and the other day went in pursuit of
a job as a restaurant checker. This involves checking the food and
drink waiters take out of the kitchen and bar. During the lunch and
dinner hours the pressure is intense. Naturally his prospective
employer inquired as to his qualifications.

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Did Sabatini meekly plead for a chance? Did he say he would get a testimonial letter from his high school principal?

Not Sabatini. He said, "Mister, this job it a breeze. I handled the parlays for the biggest bookie in Hollywood for two years!"

* *

RECENT MENTION here of the mad language emanating from computersville, it turns out, barely tapped the surface.

Deep
thinkers in the nuclear reactor field, it can be told, have named their
computer programs Trixy, Topsy, Mug II, Angie, PDQ-2, GNU-II, Zoom,
Moonshine, Percolator,Tugwit and LYI Abner. 

Other irrelevancies in the computer catalog, furnished by Bob Forest of Burroughs Corp. in Pasadena, are Mamat, Swac, Flac, Illiac, Mobidic launched, one report notes, "on a sea of data" I and a proofreader’s nightmare. Haystaq, which is not designed to locate needles.

Man, this is from endsville.

* *

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NO, THANKS
Interplanetary travel? Me?
Why, Ferris wheels unravel me.
–TERRI McDANIEL

* *


THE CONVERSATION
around a lunch table the other day turned to pixie telephone calls and someone recalled the time Robert Meltzer, a movie writer, was looking up a number in the directory and came upon the name Werbizerk-Piffl, Gisella.

Seized with an irresistible impulse, he phoned her number and when she came on the line he asked, "Are you the Gisella Werbizerk-Piffl I knew in Cleveland in 1917?

Miss W-P, who proves to be a German actress, replied, "No, I’ve never been to Cleveland in my life."

"Oh, I’m sorry," Meltzer said, "it must have been another Gisella Werbizerk-Piffl."

* *

A PERSONABLE stranger
came to Lew Allison’s home the other day and asked if Lew minded
telling him how much he’d paid for his 1953 Chevrolet. Lew told him,
$600, but was curious why he wanted to know.

The man told this
sad story: Six months before Lew acquired the car last May he’d bought
it from a different dealer for $1,000. He’d paid $425 down and made two
payments of $37.50 each when he suffered a broken back. That was $500
for three months’ use of the car. On his failure to make the third
payment the car was repossessed. Now a collection agency is trying to
collect an additional $268.

Lew doesn’t understand it either.

* *

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REMEMBER WHEN
little
boys yearned to become locomotive engineers, policemen, firemen,
athletes and, more recently, airplane pilots? Adolph M. Brown tells of
a boy of 3 who was asked what he wanted to be when he grew up and he
replied, "A sign." The elders thought they’d misunderstood but that’s
what he wanted to be — a highway sign. Maybe the kid’s smart. At least
he’d know where he was heading.

* *

MISCELLANY —
Oops, a press release states, "A 49-star American Flag commemorative
stamp will be issued by the Post Office Department on July 4. An
initial printing order of 120 million new flag stamps has been
authorized." Hawaii today, boys? . . . A man strolling along W Olympic
Boulevard was wearing a brown derby . . . Mrs. Ben Ray asks a
typographical posy for an unknown cabby. Her daughter, Betsy Ann, 6, got lost on Hollywood Boulevard, hailed the cabby, who, although she had no money, drove her home, where she calmly awaited her frantic mother. 

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Paul Coates — Confidential File, March 16, 1959




CONFIDENTIAL FILE

Fascinating Stuff About Cholesterol

Paul_coatesListen, did I ever tell you about my cholesterol?

Now
wait a minute. Don’t just walk away. This is pretty fascinating stuff.
And, if you don’t mind my saying so, far more intriguing than the
inside story of your appendectomy.

Cholesterol is the latest
boon to the cause of hypochondria. It has a certain ring to it that
bursitis never had. And, obviously, it’s a damn sight more glamorous
than post-nasal drip.

According to the best informed, most
expensive medical sources, my cholesterol is too high. Consequently, my
physician has put me on a special diet prepared by the Ultra-Centrifuge
Group, Donner Laboratory, University of California. How about THAT?

The
boys out at Ultra-Centrifuge have whipped up a nifty little
low-cholesterol diet which, if followed faithfully, is comparable to
being set adrift in the Pacific Ocean without survival rations.

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They
begin by warning you away from anything that contains egg yolk or
butter-fat. And, of course just about everything worth living for does.
Then they add a few unkind words about a multitude of other dining
potentials.

These are the "visible fat" foods. If there’s any
delicacy not indicated under this heading, it gets picked up in a
dragnet a few paragraphs down which is labeled "invisible fats."

Perhaps
to soften the stunning impact of this blow to the appetite they tell
you that marshmallows and molasses have no cholesterol fats. So, go
have yourself a ball.

It may seem as though the only solution
is to resolutely kick the eating habit altogether. But the diet offers
hope, at least, for advanced mathematicians. In one chapter it
instructs: "Estimate the fat in mixtures and baked foods according to
the amount of fat in the recipe. Divide this total amount by the number
of servings to get the amount of fat in each serving."

I don’t
have any idea what that means, but I was willing to give it a whirl.
As a dinner guest at the home of friends last week, I strolled casually
into the kitchen. The cook watched me with a dark glint of suspicion in
her eyes. "Zum zing?" she asked.

1959_0316_duncan"Just checking for invisible
fats," I told her pleasantly, lifting the lid from one pot. "Green
peas," I noted. "Afraid I’ll have to ask you to wash the cream sauce
off mine."

"Vass ist?" she said.

"Egg noodles," I murmured, glancing at another pot. I shook my head decisively. "Out of the question."

Overstays Welcome

The cook glared, and edged her way protectively in front of the stove. "Bleaze," she demanded, "mitt za hands off za pods and panz."

I peered over her shoulder. "I see we’re having chicken. Will you be good enough to peel mine?"

She looked at me incredulously for a long moment, then pointed at the door and shouted angrily: "Oud!"

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"I’m going," I told her, taking my good time about it. "You don’t have to get huffy, Heidi."

I left her wallowing in high cholesterol, and didn’t touch a thing at dinner. I haven’t been invited back since.

However,
it doesn’t matter. I get along pretty well these days on marshmallows.
True, they cement my gums together. But, after all, a man must eat to
live.

 

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In the Theaters — March 16, 1941

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The Rosey Grier Show, March 16, 1969




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Los Angeles Times file photo

The Fearsome Foursome: Merlin Olsen, David "Deacon" Jones, Lamar Lundy and Rosey Grier make their singing debut on "Shindig," 1965. 

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Rosey Grier is no one-dimensional ex-football player. He’s well
known as a singer, needlepoint enthusiast and sometime actor who became
an associate of Robert F. Kennedy during the late senator’s run for the
presidency in 1968.

In 1969, Grier had become the star of a weekly show on Channel 7,
which The Times’ Ray Loynd said was "designed as a personal showcase
and the obligatory look of today … framed by Grier’s random efforts
‘to reach all the kids I can. I dig kids. I really dig ’em.’ "

Grier had been a defensive lineman for the New York Giants and Los
Angeles Rams, and a member of the Rams’ Fearsome Foursome that included
Hall of Famers Deacon Jones and Merlin Olsen. Grier certainly was not
the first Los Angeles athlete to find his way into television or
movies, but Grier might have been the most talented. Duke Snider on
"The Rifleman" he was not.

"I started singing gospels when I was 5 in Benevolence, Ga.," he
told Loynd. "When I left I took my whole roots with me. I haven’t been
back."

Grier briefly recounted his relationship with Kennedy. "We’ve
forgotten the great need of a man like Kennedy," Grier said. "We should
care more, not wait for tragedy to bring up our need to love one
another."

— Keith Thursby


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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler




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The Times: Oct. 15, 1958

We finally review a Chandler novel and, alas, it’s "Playback." Not a great book, but Kirsch offers some concise analysis. "There is no mindless violence in Chandler," Kirsch writes. "There are no gimmicks in Chandler, artificial devices of plot for the purpose of surprise. He does not write the classic puzzler." 

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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Coy Watson, 1912 – 2009




James Caughey "Coy" Watson, Jr., 96   

 

Child Movie Star, News Photographer, Inventor, Television Pioneer, Author

By Pattie Watson Price
(Daughter of Coy Watson Jr.)

    James Caughey
"Coy" Watson, Jr., 96, went home to be with our Lord on Saturday, March
14, near his home in Alpine, CA, a mountain community in San Diego
County.  He died from complications of stomach cancer. 

    Coy was born November 16, 1912, in his home in Edendale, California, a suburb of Los Angeles, the oldest of nine children born to Golda and Coy Watson.

   
From the age of nine months to 21, Coy Watson appeared in more than 65
motion pictures. He became know as "The Keystone Kid." His father, Coy
Watson Sr., was an early motion picture pioneer. He worked as an
assistant director and special effects man for many studios, and
periodic member of the famous "Keystone Cops" of the Mack Sennett
Studio.
   
Coy Jr. appeared in early silent pictures (his
first, "The Price of Silence", 1913, Selig Studio) and "talkies"
playing feature roles and small parts with Hollywood greats such as Lon
Chaney, Mary
Pickford, Mae West, Cary Grant, Joan Bennett, Fatty Arbuckle, Jackie Coogan, Buck Jones and John Barrymore. Some of his directors included Mack Sennett, Marshal Neilan, King Vidor,
George Marshall, Sam Wood and George Hill. Coy appeared in the opening
scene of one of the first "sound on film" motion pictures, "Puttin’ on the Ritz" (1930), with Joan Bennett and Harry Richmond.
   
Coy
attended school on studio lots and Los Angeles’ Clifford Street Grammar
School, Thomas Starr King Junior High, and Belmont High School, and
graduated in 1933. All his life he battled dyslexia.  He was active in
Boy Scouts, earned the rank of Eagle Scout and later became a Scout
Master with Troop #78 in Los Angeles.  Throughout his life he worked
with boys at camps and helped establish a Los Angeles County Camp for
delinquent boys while President of the Los Angeles Press Photographers
Association in 1946, an organization he help found in 1936.

   
In 1929 Coy stepped behind the camera to pursue a career in news
photography. At age 4, Coy remembered watching his grandfather, James,
a Captain in the Salvation Army, magically developing film in their
pantry. He worked with Pacific and Atlantic Photos news-picture
syndicate, which became Acme New Pictures, still later becoming UPI and
now, Reuters.

    From 1935 to 1940 Coy worked with Acme New
Pictures, The Los Angeles Post Record, The Los Angeles Times, and The
Los Angeles Herald Express. With these organizations he photographed
all types of news stories for local and national newspapers and
magazines. Watson covered the big LA news stories of the day, including
the mysterious death of Thelma Todd, Franklin Roosevelt’s visit to Los
Angeles and was an official photographer of the Los Angeles Olympic
Games in 1932.  Coy’s photos appeared in the first and second issues of
LIFE magazine — November and December, 1936.

    In 1939, Coy invented and manufactured the Coy Watson Lite Beam Focuser,
a built-in camera device that assured accurate still camera focusing in
total darkness. It’s believed this invention marked the first time a
battery was ever placed in a camera.  During 1940 and ’41, Coy received
orders from around the world and traveled throughout the U.S. selling
and installing the Lite BeamFocuser in cameras of newspaper and professional photographers.
   
Coy
served his country (1942 – 1945) in the US Coast Guard during World War
II as a Boatswains Mate and Chief Photographer. In 1943, at a show
staged at the Hollywood Bowl for MadamChiang Kai-shek (there to raise
awareness and money for China), Coy took official still photos of Coast
Guard personnel and movie stars for the Coast Guard and newspapers, but
also took 16 mm motion pictures for his own historic interests. That
evening his motion picture film became  the first filmed news story
ever to be televised in the Los Angeles area on L.A.’s first television
station. There were less than 40 TV sets in the city.

    In
1945, Coy Watson Photos was established to serve the Los Angeles area
with photographic and public relations services. In 1948 he became a TV
news and film photographer "stringer" forWPIX and TeleNews , New York,
TV news services and was invited to become a member of the
International Photographers of the Motion Picture Industries Union (IATSE) Local 659. In 1949, NBC/New York assigned Coy to cover on 16mm film the historic story of Kathy Fiscus,
a little girl who had fallen into an abandoned well. It was the first
news story in California to be televised live — continuously for 52
hours.
   
In 1949, Coy shot Hollywood’s first TV commercial on
film for Vermont Motors. It aired between the televising of the Santa
Anita horse races. The film replaced the usual "ad-card" advertising.
That same year he made the first TV film documentary. Coy’s story,
"Operation Endurance"  forMcMillian Oil, featured two former W.W. II
pilots "staying in the air" in a single-engine plane over 1,000 hours
(42 days). Coy captured the non-stop re-fuelings, family-on-the-ground and other elements documenting this world-record-breaking event.

   
Recognition of this milestone in TV film production lead to the reunion
of two former Hollywood news buddies who would also make television
history together. Coy and syndicated Hollywood columnist Erskine
Johnson joined together to make "Hollywood Reel"; the first film-series
for American television featuring motion picture stars and their real
lives in Hollywood. The 52, 30-minute shows were broadcast across the
U.S. revealing stars at play, trendy fashions of the day, and behind
the scenes moments at studios and everyday events in Hollywood.  While
producing these shows, Coy married his secretary and production
assistant, Imelda "Willie"Niemer.

    After a sojourn running
cattle on his ranch near Sacramento, Watson returned to Hollywood in
1953 to pioneer television news as a TV news cameraman, organizing and
contributing to the film operations of CBS, ABC andKTLA . He originated
the Man on the Street Interview; spotlighting average citizens and
their views on current events. Among the many stories he covered were
the first atomic bomb tests in Yucca Flats, NV and was assigned to join
the White House Press Corps in Denver, CO during the hospitalization of
President Eisenhower. 

    He was also News Director at NBC’s KCRA in Sacramento, and produced films for the State of Oregon while operating Coy Watson Productions in Medford, OR.  In 1965, Coy took his pioneering spirit and family to Perth, Western Australia to train the TV film news department at TVW, ABC (Australia Broadcasting Co.)

   
In 1984, after managing the Vista Chamber of Commerce, serving as
public relations officer for a fast food corporation and building
miniature cameras for oil drilling exploration, Watson moved toRancho Bernardo, San Diego County, to retire.

    Nineteen ninety-two marked the return of the "Hollywood Reels" when the historic films aired for five years on AMC
(American Movie Classics, cable TV.)  After 80 years, producer Peter
Jones returned Coy to his roots and featured him in a production about
early Hollywood with Mary Pickford and Lon Chaney Sr.

    Coy
received a Lifetime Achievement Award in 1997 from The Press
Photographers Association of Greater Los Angeles for his dedication,
pioneering foresight and professionalism in the arena of news
photography.

    In 1999, Coy Watson Jr. and his parents, Coy
Sr. and Golda Watson, and five brothers and three sisters were honored
with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Known as the "First Family
Of Hollywood," the nine kids literally grew up in Hollywood. Coy Sr.
started with the Mack Sennett Studio in 1912, and collectively the
family appeared in more than 1,000 motion pictures with some of motion
picture’s biggest stars.  No other theatrical family can match their
accomplishments.

    In his "golden years" Coy reflected on his
life, family and accomplishments by writing a book about his early
years in the motion picture industry that included historic photos from
his personal collection as well as the famous "Watson Family Archives":
four generations of Los Angeles photos.  "The Keystone Kid: Tales of
Early Hollywood," was published in 2001.

    In 2004 he was
delighted to "receive" a San Diego Emmy Award for "San Diego Insider:
Coy Watson, The Keystone Kid," a documentary by COX San Diego Channel 4
about his life.

    Along with his many accolades, "firsts" and
professional achievements, Coy was a wonderful father, brother, husband
and friend. His incredible sense of humor was a joy to all who knew
him. He always tried to make people feel good, with a joke or kind
word, wherever he went.  He was the eldest of the "nine Watson kids"
followed by Vivian, Gloria, Louise, Harry, Billy, Delmar, Garry and
Bobs.  He was a member of the fraternal organization ofDeMolay and Freemasonry and a long time member of Wisdom Lodge #202.

   
Coy is survived by his wife, "Willie", daughter Pattie Watson Price and
grand-daughter Haley Christine Price, of Alpine, CA. and son JamesCaughey "Jim" Watson III, grandson J.C. "Jim" Watson IV, and great grandson James Caughey Watson V, and grand-daughter Kimberly Cottrell
, and three additional great grandchildren, all residents of Perth,
Western Australia.  His sister, Louise Roberts and brothers Billy and
Garry are the surviving members of the nine Watson siblings.

Coy
Watson will be memorialized at a family ceremony and his remains will
be interred at Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery at a later date.

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Alcindor Plays Final Home Game, March 16, 1969




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Lew Alcindor played his last game at Pauley Pavilion and led UCLA
one step closer to another national championship. Alcindor had 17
points as the Bruins defeated Santa Clara, 90-52, advancing to the
Final Four in Louisville.

Jeff Prugh captured the back-and-forth between Alcindor and
reporters after the game, trying to put his remarkable UCLA run in some
perspective.

‘"How does it feel to be playing here for the last time?" they
asked. "Kinda weird,’" he said. "It’s funny you have to wait until the
NCAAs to get good officiating here." … Someone wanted to know if his
four years of college basketball were what he had expected them to be.
"No," he said. "I thought it would be a lot more difficult — as a
player and difficult on me personally."

Prugh tracked Alcindor as he left Pauley for the last time as a college athlete.

"Wearing dark glasses, casual jacket and slacks, and a paisley
neckerchief, he took his traditional walk in front of the half-empty
bleachers where the Bruin rooters had cheered him for four seasons. …
There were kids of assorted sizes trailing him. And Lew Alcindor was
still signing autographs as he climbed the stairs and walked out the
door of the place where he threw in 56 points in his first varsity game
three winters ago."

— Keith Thursby


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Voices — Ron Silver, 1946 – 2009




Q&A

Ron Silver on the Price of Activism

June 7, 1992

By BARBARA ISENBERG, Barbara Isenberg is a Times staff writer

Step
into Ron Silver’s dressing room backstage at the Hollywood Playhouse.
There’s a black binder lying open on the dressing table; it’s packed
with clippings on health care. A baseball hat with Chinese lettering
rests alongside a book–"Politics Among Nations: The Struggle for Power
and Peace"–and nearby is a pamphlet called "Curing U.S. Health Care
Ills."

Hardly the light reading one would expect from an actor
taking on a 90-minute, one-man show. But neither the actor nor the
show–"and" by journalist Roger Rosenblatt–is predictable Hollywood
fare.

Silver, at 45, is president of Actors’ Equity and won a
Tony for his stage performance as slick movie producer Charlie Fox in
David Mamet’s "Speed-the-Plow." He played the intense lawyer Alan
Dershowitz in the film "Reversal of Fortune" and the hapless Holocaust
survivor with three wives in "Enemies: A Love Story."

Rosenblatt’s
play, which opens Wednesday, is a complex monologue about writing,
dreams and compromise. Its unnamed hero is a journalist who reflects on
risk-taking; journalism is too easy for him, too insignificant. The
play ran in New York for a month earlier this year but has been
considerably rewritten.

It is a story that, in many ways, was
written for Silver. Although playwright and actor did not know each
other before, they connected through the words. They fit Silver, he
says, and Silver, says Rosenblatt, fit the story.

"The one
quality the play required above everything else, since it’s a man
talking to himself, is a man who is persuasively very smart," says
Rosenblatt, editor-at-large of Life magazine. "He can’t be acting.
Apart from Ron’s enormous range of acting skills, you have the sense of
a very deep, comprehensive brooding intelligence."

A Chinese
history scholar turned actor and political activist, Silver does not
hide his passions. From fighting for National Endowment for the Arts
funding in Washington, D.C. to reminding the Tony Awards audience last
Sunday that "AIDS affects us all," Silver is among his profession’s
most articulate and committed spokesmen.

Silver founded and
heads the Creative Coalition, a star-studded roster of actor-activists
who advocate reform or other action on such issues as the NEA, national
health care, the environment, the homeless and reproductive rights.

The
actor has three films awaiting release, but meanwhile there’s the
challenge of playing Rosenblatt’s writer each evening through June 28.
"This is real mano-a-mano, " Silver says. "Your mind can’t wander for a
moment. There’s nobody out there to help you."

Question: What was your initial reaction to "and"?

Answer:
It was just about love at first sight. The fit was very very
comfortable. The rhythms and the words seem very much my own–almost
like an organic extension of myself. I connected with the material, the
text, what I thought it was saying.

At first glance it’s a very
specific story about the writer not wanting to do what he has done
before and wanting to write something else. But it’s also about
somebody trying to get back and discover what is really in his heart.
Where do those dreams go when you’re a kid? Why does nothing ever turn
out as dreamed?

Q: Did you dream of becoming an actor? You’ve said in the past that you dwindled into it? What do you mean?

A:
It’s a paraphrase of (William) Congreve, who has a line in a play where
somebody dwindled into marriage. I imagine many people do that as well.
I didn’t wake up and say, ‘Mom, I have to be on the stage.’ It just
never quite happened like that.

I went to graduate school in
Chinese history and when I was (in Taiwan) studying, I traveled to
Cambodia, Laos and Vietnam . . . It was almost an extended adolescence.
It was very adventuresome and I had done things that horrify me in
retrospect. And when I got back in 1970, I didn’t want to work in
government, so I got the MA in Chinese history (at St. Johns University
in Queens) and was a social worker for a year. I didn’t know quite what
I was doing.

I started taking acting classes because I had
fooled around with it in college and I had received some encouragement
and liked it. There was a diversity of people that I had not come into
contact with before. And there was something very unorthodox about the
whole group. While everybody else was going home and having dinner,
these people were going out to rehearsal. I did it basically as a
hobby, as a lark. But I received a great deal of encouragement from
Herbert Berghof and later Lee Strasberg. I don’t know how tenacious I
might have been if I had many years of not working and just taking
classes.

(I went to Los Angeles with "El Grande de Coca Cola")
and then I started to do TV. And slowly it dawned on me this is what I
do and I really want to be good and take it seriously.

I think
most people don’t have dramatic epiphanies. Most people I know go
through their lives, and what is charming about most of my friends is
that they don’t change. They’re predictable. But every time you see
some sort of artistic enterprise, people are having these revelations
about life. In 22 minutes on a sitcom, 49 minutes on an hour show and
an hour and 53 minutes in a movie, people have these extraordinary
revelations that change their lives overnight. What I like about most
of the people I know is they’ve been doing the same thing for 30 years;
they never change.

Q: But you seem to change, to play
different roles in life. Does your activism, for instance, influence
your choice of roles on stage?

A: There are only so many
good scripts and so many movies and there are so many people ahead of
me that it’s not a matter of my choosing. I wish it were. But it’s not.
It’s interesting to me when a journalist asks an actor, "but why did
you do that?" If you’re Jack Nicholson or Tom Cruise, that question
makes sense. But for 75% of the actors who are doing well, you kind of
know why you did it–because it was offered to you or it was the best
thing available to you.

I’m an actor by calling, and I’m an
activist by inclination but I try not to confuse the two. Maybe if I
had more integrity I would confuse the two more and integrate them
more. I don’t make judgments based on that.

Q: Where does that sense of social responsibility come from?

A:
Everybody comes to their political commitments in a different way. For
me, there is no individual redemption–for there to be salvation, it
has to happen as an individual in the community.

This seems
particularly appropriate today. Individual needs have become so rampant
that the sense of community has suffered, and we obviously have to find
our way back. And I think that’s a pretty apt model for improving
things today. I just feel that it’s less than a whole life not to try
to involve yourself and to give something back. I can’t feel whole when
I’m surrounded by injustices.

I’ve always been politically
engaged. Sometimes the acting in a strange way can be very removed from
the real world. It can be such an obsession with yourself and your own
truths . . . that it can kind of make you a little detached and aloof
from what’s going on around you. So it’s always been very gratifying
for me to be involved.

Basically I’m trying to be useful. It
comes down to that. But I’ve always thought involvement in public
affairs is a legitimate use of celebrity. A celebrity’s capacity for
indignation is as great as any other citizen’s, but our ability to find
a forum for its expression is greater.

Q: Is that what led to your founding the Creative Coalition?

A:
It came out of the (Michael) Dukakis campaign actually. There was a
group of celebrities coming back from Queens after a Dukakis rally and
on the bus we were talking–Christine Lahti, Susan Sarandon and all
sorts of other people.

I was receiving literature from two
groups on the West Coast–the Hollywood Women’s Political Committee and
Show Coalition–and I asked why there wasn’t an industrywide network
for political education in New York as well. There seemed to be a
general frustration that celebrities are just used ornamentally, to
raise funds and to put their names on invitations or attract crowds.

We
had a power–whether we deserve to have that power or not was a very
arguable proposition, but we did. So how could we use it responsibly?
We just felt adding our voices together and having an organization
behind us would give us access to information and people and we could
educate ourselves about the political process.

Q: You’re also now president of Actors’ Equity, the actors’ union. How did that come about?

A:
I was on Equity’s Council when (the musical) "Miss Saigon" was going to
play on Broadway with Jonathan Pryce in the role of a Eurasian pimp,
and Actors’ Equity members protested that decision. I saw the
possibilities for leadership in a sensitive area. I like taking
responsibility, and here was a situation where there were two
fundamental principles at stake. One was the redress of grievances
about minority members who had been denied equal opportunity and access
to roles–even to the extent that roles specifically written for them
were denied them. The other was the unfettered artistic autonomy that
creative people in this business must enjoy. (Former Equity president)
Colleen Dewhurst also snookered me into (the presidency). Colleen asked
me to go out to dinner one night and she more or less wanted to know
what I thought about possibly succeeding her. And I think the reason
Colleen suggested me and the nominating committee nominated me is that
they wanted a very activist person at the helm who was willing to
attempt changing long-established patterns.

I was also very
interested in the health care issue because it’s affecting Equity as
much as it is any other organization. It’s had a particularly
devastating effect upon Equity because of the extraordinary incidence
of AIDS in our community. (It’s had) a catastrophic effect on the
union’s finances and viability of its health care plan and it even
endangered to some extent its pension plan. And it’s all very, very
sad. But again it has relevance in terms of the larger society. The
health care situation is not affecting simply Equity. It’s affecting
everybody.

Q: Have you ever thought of running for a political office?

A: And lose whatever influence I now have? Nobody would ever listen to me again.

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Body of Boxing Manager Found on Ventura Freeway, March 1977

Howard Seindler

Photograph by the Los Angeles Times
Howard Steindler, about 1970.


Howard Steindler’s killing follows the classic arc of a story about an unsolved murder.

First, an interesting victim dies violently. There are a few tantalizing clues, almost enough to break the case–but not quite. Detectives hit a dead end and appeal for help from the public. There’s a flurry of new interest when some of the victim’s belongings are mailed to the family, but that too dwindles away.

Finally, detectives defer the case for more pressing investigations and as the unsolved murder lingers in the popular memory, it’s linked by police, the press and the public to killings that appear similar–if only superficially. Through the years, the family grieves. Perhaps they are public with their sorrow, or perhaps they seek privacy, but the grief endures.

Los Angeles was reminded once again of Steindler’s murder as his daughter Carol joined police in appealing for help on the 32nd anniversary of his death. On March 9, 1977, Steindler’s battered body was found in the back seat of his gold Cadillac–license HOWIE5–on the shoulder of the eastbound Ventura Freeway in Studio City.

Our victim is a slight, scrappy man named Howard R. “Howie” Steindler, a 72-year-old lifetime smoker with a bad heart whose health is so frail that he carries oxygen. Continue reading

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Found on EBay — Mullen & Bluett

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This 16-page brochure of men’s wear from 1911, issued by Mullen & Bluett, has been listed on EBay. Bidding starts at $38.95–a bit steep. But the images are worth a look.
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