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Oct. 16, 1949: The Times reviews "The Little Sister" in four paragraphs. The editor’s note introducing Roy "The Fugitive" Huggins is half as long! |
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Oct. 16, 1949: The Times reviews "The Little Sister" in four paragraphs. The editor’s note introducing Roy "The Fugitive" Huggins is half as long! |
L.A. is doomed! … Again! |
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"I was one of the lucky ones. I was born at the right time," Gilliam told The Times’ John Wiebusch. By 1969 a coach with the Dodgers after a long and versatile career, Gilliam told about his early days in the Negro League. He started playing at 15 and was 21 when the Dodgers signed him. "I think of the old days often, " he said. "I think of the games we played at Bugle Field in Baltimore and how rough it was then. I think of the guys who made it–the Roy Campanellas, the Monte Irvins, the Larry Dobys, the Willie Mayes… the Junior Gilliams. "Then I think of Josh Gibson and the others. And Satchel Paige and the barnstorming days and the guys who played for the New York Black Yankees and the Washington Homestead Grays." Gilliam said if a scout tried to sign Gibson in 1969, "they would have a blank spot on the contract and say, ‘Fill the amount in.’ That’s how good Josh Gibson was." ::
The Global League was supposed to be just that, with teams in the Caribbean, Japan, Mexico and the United States. A.B. (Happy) Chandler, a former baseball commissioner, had signed on for the same title with the new league. Ross Newman’s short story in The Times had a lot of detail on Fregosi, who said he turned down $500,000 over four years. "The cash was there, there never was a doubt in my mind about that," Fregosi said. "I can assure you that it is very difficult turning down security for life." Fregosi was the Angels’ first big attraction, their all-star shortstop and future manager. Newhan reported on March 2 that Fregosi had agreed to a new deal for "a small cut" from the previous year’s salary of $65,000–at that time the highest-paid Angel ever. He said he considered the Global League offer for two weeks but the Angels "have treated me well in every respect." –Keith Thursby |
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Someone went to Little Joe’s, in what used to be an Italian neighborhood but is now Chinatown, and swiped an ashtray. Although the restaurant closed years ago, the building remains, although it has been heavily modified over the years. Bidding starts at $14.99, which seems a bit steep. |
Ready for Jet Age?
Furthermore, there are frequent delays due to minor While waiting he got into a conversation with a stewardess and she told him of a maddening two-hour delay on a recent flight. The The jet age is here. The question is, are we ready for it? * *
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CONFIDENTIAL FILEMan Dead 100 Years Presents Problem
"Brian Kirkwood here," it announced. "I own a small bar in Venice, at 4089 Lincoln Boulevard. I have a bit of a problem." "I’ll listen," I answered. "Thank you," Mr. Kirkwood replied. "I feel foolish even bothering you with it, but I just know how much good you do. I just thought-" "I’m listening," I repeated evenly. "Th thing of it is," he continued, "I have this human body here in my bar. And I’m having great difficulty disposing of it." This kind of calls I get all the time. And I know how to handle them. "Of course, Mr. Kirkwood," I agreed. "Everybody does."
"But I can’t. It’s against the law here to sell a human body," he explained. "Well," I said, "we’re pretty puritanical in the states." "Frightfully. "I mean," he caught himself quickly, "it belongs to him." "Mr. Kirkwood," I probed. "About this body. Who the hell is he? Or, if you will, it?" "Most "The studious type," Kirkwood added. "I Kirkwood cleared his throat. "Did I tell you about his ears?" he inquired. "Now don’t," I cried. "They stick out. He’s no mummy, that body. Mummy’s ears don’t stick out. That’s what the professor said." "All right," I pleaded quietly. "Let’s get back to the subject. You want to get rid of him, right?" "I can’t put him up at home," he answered. "My wife has taken a violent dislike to him." Unclothed Passenger
"I’d have to put a suit of clothes on him to do that, I suppose," Kirkwood added sadly. "All he’s got now is a loincloth." "Mr. Brianwood," I said. "Brian Kirkwood, sir," he corrected. "Mr. Kirkwood," I stated, "what is it exactly that you want?" "Mr. "So I ask you, sir, what shall I do with him?" "Eighty-six him," I replied, hanging up quickly. And if any of the rest of you folks have a problem, don’t call me. Call Dear Abby. |
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"Lady in the Lake" opens Feb. 14, 1947. |
As with "Farewell, My Lovely" and "High Window," The Times failed to review Raymond Chandler’s "The Lady in the Lake." For those who have never seen this film, actors play to the camera, which takes the role of Philip Marlowe in most sequences. Many early film writers dismissed this as an interesting–but failed–experiment and the technique evidently puzzled 1947 audiences expecting a more conventional picture. |
Black militants shut down two schools in protests over police brutality … and gold is selling for $48.41 an ounce or $270.94 USD 2007. |
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Photograph by Larry Sharkey / Los Angeles Times Frank Howard, Oct. 19. 1963 |
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Former Dodger Frank Howard was holding out for a new deal after leading the American League in home runs. So new Angels general manager Dick Walsh, also a former Dodger, put together a package of players for the Washington Senators to consider. He even added $100,000 to his offer of catcher Tom Satriano, outfielder Vic Davalillo, pitcher Clyde Wright and a choice of Roger Repoz, Chuck Hinton or Chuck Cottier. Howard, who was listed at 6-7, obviously was a towering presence at the plate. He came up with the Dodgers at the start of their Los Angeles years and was the National League’s rookie of the year in 1960, but was traded to Washington in 1964. Pitcher Claude Osteen was the key player sent to the Dodgers. What kind of deal was Howard looking for after hitting 44 home runs in 1968? According to The Times, Howard wanted a three-year contract for $100,000 a year but would settle for one year at $125,000. There was speculation that new Washington Manager Ted Williams would want Howard to change his batting stance despite leading the league in home runs. Asked what he would do with Howard on the Angels, Manager Bill Rigney told The Times’ Ross Newhan, "If I were to say anything now it would be construed as tampering. No, indeed, there is no reason ever, anywhere, to tamper with Howard." The trade to the Angels never happened — Howard hit 48 home runs for the Senators in 1969 and 44 in 1970. Walsh eventually acquired another former Dodger from the Senators, Ken McMullen, who had been one of the Dodgers traded with Howard to Washington in 1964. Howard might not have been a big difference — pun intended — for the Angels and he might not have hit as many home runs in Anaheim. But he certainly would have brought some excitement to Angels teams that were pretty miserable in the pre-Nolan Ryan years. Just ask the few of us who regularly attended Anaheim Stadium in the late 1960s. — Keith Thursby |
![]() Photograph by George T. Fry / Los Angeles Times Sepulveda Boulevard near Ohio Avenue, May 3, 1961. |
On a morning in May 1961, two 16-year-olds, Judith and Susan, were on their way to University High School. They were apparently juniors as The Times noted that they were wearing their 1962 class sweaters. According to The Times, the Oldsmobile belonged to Susan’s father, Roy, but the story implies that Judith was driving.
About 8:27 a.m., the car made a left turn from northbound Sepulveda Boulevard onto westbound Ohio Avenue, where it was struck by an oncoming fire engine speeding to a rubbish fire on Santa Monica Boulevard. The fire engine pushed the crumpled car 145 feet before crashing into two parked vehicles. Judith was thrown from the car and died before ambulances arrived. Firefighters Philip Toppenberg, Ferdinand Tichenor and Ben Berk tumbled from the back of the fire engine. Driver Frank E. Miller, who was strapped into his seat, was cut on the face and body and William S. Brown, who was riding next to him, suffered a broken leg and internal injuries.
I found the picture of the crash while going through historic Fire Department photos last weekend. At first it seemed like one of those horrible car wreck pictures that were a staple of driver’s ed when I was in high school. Even today, it is a ghastly crash, espcially given the tender ages of the two young women. But I kept wondering if there was more. The Times never reported anything further about the injured firefighters. A little research shows that Judith Ann Egelhoff, 16, was given a memorial service at Westood Presbyterian Church and her father, John, established a memorial fund in her name at West Los Angeles WYCA. (The Times story noted that Judith’s mother had been killed in a crash crash five years earlier). In what looks like a miracle, Susan recovered and returned to school, according to The Times. A year later, she was vice president of the senior class. She attended UCLA, was a member of Delta Delta Delta sorority, and in 1966 married a law student named Robert W. Thomas. |
Note: In honor of Barbie's 50th birthday, here's Elaine Woo's obituary on Ruth Handler, the doll's creator, from 2002. Ruth Handler, Inventor of Barbie Doll, Dies at 85Sunday April 28, 2002 By ELAINE WOO, TIMES STAFF WRITER Ruth Handler, the entrepreneur and marketing genius who co-founded Mattel and created the Barbie doll, one of the world's most enduring and popular toys, died Saturday. Handler, 85, died at Century City Hospital in Los Angeles of complications following colon surgery about three months ago, said her husband, Elliot. The longtime Southern California resident defied prevailing trends in the toy industry of the late 1950s when she proposed an alternative to the flat-chested baby dolls then marketed to girls. Barbie, a teenage doll with a tiny waist, slender hips and impressive bust, became not only a best-selling toy with more than 1 billion sold in 150 countries, but a cultural icon analyzed by scholars, attacked by feminists and showcased in the Smithsonian Institution. Although best known for her pivotal role as Barbie's inventor, Handler devoted her later years to a second, trailblazing career: manufacturing and marketing artificial breasts for women who had undergone mastectomies. Herself a breast cancer survivor, she personally sold and fitted the prosthesis and crisscrossed the country as a spokeswoman for early detection of the disease in the 1970s, when it was still a taboo subject. Recognizing the continuity in her evolution from "Barbie's mom" to prosthesis pioneer, Handler sometimes quipped, "I've lived my life from breast to breast." Born Ruth Mosko, she was the youngest of 10 children of Polish immigrants who settled in Denver. Her father was a blacksmith who deserted the Russian army. Her mother, who was illiterate, arrived in the United States in the steerage section of a steamship. Her mother's health was so frail that Handler was raised by an older sister. When she was 19, she left Denver for a vacation in Hollywood and wound up staying. Her high school boyfriend, Elliot Handler, followed her west and married her in 1938. She worked as a secretary at Paramount Studios while he studied industrial design at the Art Center School of Design in Los Angeles (now Art Center College of Design in Pasadena). When Elliot made some simple housewares to furnish their apartment, Ruth persuaded him to produce more for sale. They bought some workshop equipment from Sears and launched a giftware business in their garage, making items such as bowls, mirrors and clocks out of plastic. With Ruth showing the product line to local stores, sales reached $2 million within a few years. In 1942 they teamed up with another industrial designer, Harold "Matt" Mattson, to launch a business manufacturing picture frames. Using leftover wood and plastic scrap, they later launched a sideline making dollhouse furniture. Within a few years, the company turned profitable and began to specialize in toys. It was called Mattel, a name fashioned from the "Matt" in Mattson and the "El" in Elliot. Early successes were musical toys, such as the Uke-A-Doodle, a child-size ukulele, and a cap gun called the Burp gun, which the Handlers advertised on the new medium of television. It was the first time a toy had been sold on national television year-round. In the late 1950s, Elliot was so preoccupied with the development of a talking doll–eventually marketed as Chatty Cathy–that he was of little help to Ruth when she came up with an idea of her own. Noting their daughter Barbara's fascination with paper dolls of teenagers or career women, she realized there was a void in the market. She began to wonder if a three-dimensional version of the adult paper figures would have appeal. Why not sell a doll that allowed girls, as she would later say, to "dream dreams of the future"? This doll, she mused, would have to be lifelike. In other words, Handler believed, it would have to have breasts. When she took the idea to Mattel's executives, who were men, they sneered that no mother would buy her daughter a grown-up doll with a bosom. "Our guys all said, 'Naw, no good,' " she recalled. "I tried more than once and nobody was interested, and I gave up." Inspired by German Doll She let the project idle until 1956 when, during a European vacation, she spied a German doll called Lilli in a display case. It had a voluptuous figure, reminiscent of the poster pinups that entertained soldiers during World War II. Handler brought the doll home to Mattel's designers and ordered them to draw up plans and find a manufacturer in Japan who could produce it. Handler's dream made its debut at the 1959 American Toy Fair in New York City. Named for her daughter, "Barbie Teen-Age Fashion Model" had a girl-next-door ponytail, black-and-white striped bathing suit and teeny feet that fit into open-toed heels. Mattel sold more than 350,000 the first year, and orders soon backed up for the doll, which retailed for $3. "The minute that doll hit the counter, she walked right off," Handler said. By the early 1960s, Mattel had annual sales of $100 million, due largely to Barbie. The company, then based in Hawthorne, annually turned out new versions of Barbie as well as an ever-expanding wardrobe of outfits and accessories befitting the new princess of toydom. Soon enough Barbie sprouted a coterie of friends and family. Ken, named for the Handlers' son, appeared in 1961; Midge in 1963; Skipper in 1965; and African American doll Christie, Barbie's first ethnic friend, in 1969. The first black Barbie came much later, in 1981. Other dolls were named for Handler's grandchildren, including Stacie, Todd and Cheryl. Under pressure from feminists, Barbie evolved from fashion model to career woman, including doctor, astronaut, police officer, paramedic, athlete, veterinarian and teacher. Over the years, the toy inspired Barbie clubs, conventions, magazines and Web sites. Barbie was immortalized by Andy Warhol, preserved in time capsules and inspired conceptual artists who spiked the doll's hair or posed it in pickle jars to make statements. M.G. Lord, author of "Forever Barbie: The Unauthorized Biography of a Living Doll," called Barbie the most potent icon of American culture of the late 20th century. "She's an archetypal female figure, she's something upon which little girls project their idealized selves," she said. "For most baby boomers, she has the same iconic resonance as any female saints, although without the same religious significance." The National Organization for Women and other feminists targeted Barbie in the 1970s, arguing that the doll promoted unattainable expectations for young girls. If Barbie was 5 foot 6 instead of 11 1/2 inches tall, her measurements, would be 39-21-33. An academic expert once calculated that a woman's likelihood of being shaped like Barbie was less than 1 in 100,000. (Ken was shaped somewhat more realistically: The chances of a boy developing his measurements were said to be 1 in 50.) Handler said she did not take offense at the feminist broadsides and often noted that successful women had played with Barbie and told her the doll helped them enact their aspirations. Even artists' tortured interpretations of Barbie didn't bother her. "More power to them," said Handler, who kept a gold-plated Barbie in her Century City high-rise. "My whole philosophy of Barbie was that through the doll, the little girl could be anything she wanted to be," Handler wrote in her 1994 autobiography. "Barbie always represented the fact that a woman has choices." Rare Achievement for Woman of Her Era Handler herself must have bedeviled feminists. Although Barbie was By 1966, Handler was 50 and Mattel ruled the highly competitive toy world: It controlled 12% of the $2-billion toy market in the United States. "I had my career, my husband, my children, Barbie and Ken, and I was on top of the world," Handler recalled. By 1970, however, her world began to unravel. Handler was diagnosed with breast cancer and underwent a mastectomy. New corporate managers began to diversify Mattel away from toys, and their machinations ultimately resulted in the Handlers' ouster from the company they had founded. To make matters worse, in 1978 Handler was indicted by a grand jury on charges of fraud and false reporting to the Securities and Exchange Commission. She pleaded no contest and was fined $57,000 and sentenced to 2,500 hours of community service. She later attributed her downfall to her illness, which she said caused her to be "unfocused" about a massive corporate reorganization she had begun. When she returned to work after her mastectomy, no one mentioned the reason she had been gone but many gave her sorrowful looks, which reduced her to tears. "I'd been opinionated and outspoken. I had strong leadership skills. I had been running a company making hundreds of millions of dollars a year. We had 15,000 employees. I had a big job. But suddenly," she said, "I was supposed to whisper about what I'd been through." The experience was so unnerving, she told USA Today in 1994, that "I was never able to get back in and grab hold of things as I should have." In 1975, she and her husband were forced out of Mattel. The following year she founded a new company, but not to make toys. Ruthton Corp. in Inglewood was the result of the humiliation Handler experienced when she sought to restore her appearance to its pre-mastectomy state. Her doctor told her to stuff the empty side of her bra with a pair of rolled-up stockings. The effect was so awful that Handler went to a Beverly Hills department store and asked a saleslady for an artificial breast. She was taken to a dressing room and with no explanation was handed a surgical bra and a couple of gloves. She eventually figured out that she was supposed to stuff the bra with the gloves. A New Concept for Artificial Breasts She finally found someone who made prosthetic breasts, but they were little better. "I looked at the shapeless glob that lay in the bottom of my brassiere and thought, 'My god, the people in this business are men who don't have to wear these.' " She decided she should manufacture one herself. The Nearly Me prosthetic breast was made of liquid silicone enclosed in polyurethane and had a rigid foam backing. Handler sold it in lefts and rights according to bra size. Her goal was to make an artificial breast so real that "a woman could wear a regular brassiere and blouse, stick her chest out and be proud." She led a sales team of eight middle-aged women, most breast cancer survivors, into department stores where they fitted women and trained the sales staffs. She fit former First Lady Betty Ford after her mastectomy. Her aggressive tactics included talk-show appearances and handwritten invitations to breast cancer patients. She also had what she called her "strip act": She would remove her blouse to demonstrate that no one could feel or see the difference between her real and prosthetic breast. She was pictured in People magazine yanking open her blouse to flaunt her bosom. By 1980, sales of the Nearly Me artificial breast had surpassed $1 million. In 1991, Handler sold the company to a division of Kimberly-Clark. She went on the lecture circuit to promote her product and tell women about the importance of early detection and regular mammograms. "I didn't make a lot of money in it," she said of the prosthetics business. "It sure rebuilt my self-esteem, and I think I rebuilt the self-esteem of others." Her son Ken died of a brain tumor in 1994. She is survived by her husband of 63 years; her daughter, Barbara Segal; one brother, Aaron Mosko of Denver; five grandchildren; and one great-grandchild. |
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This rather amazing hat by Sally Victor, from Bullock’s Wilshire, has been posted on EBay. It’s listed under Buy It Now at $48. |
In Sharese-Goofs
Example: "Ramshaw (UA) revealed that they were making excellent progress with their cross-bar switching arrangement for use of the periquip." Another: "Borricius The librarian called the engineering department Get the picture? The computing machines now have their own languages, SHAREse. And they’re calling us goofs. * *
Noel Pugh, a student at ELAJC, phoned his girl. Shirley Winstead — object, a date. Their phones are in the PArkview exchange. Unaccountably, In the hour they tried to communicate, Noel and Shirley were interrupting at least 25 times by, among others, people from the Startler and Rosslyn But persistence paid off. Noel made the date. * *
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TODAY’S LESSON in parental ethics concerns a man who on a recent Saturday took his daughter Dorsev, 9, to the races. She toyed successfully with show bets in the early races. Came the fifth and she instructed pater to bet the Aliwar entry on the nose, against his sage advice. It won for $10.50. Next she wanted to bet $10 on Tall Chief II, a grey ridden by Longden, He * *
MISCELLANY — The posters on the sides of busses Note: Here’s a SHARE reference manual in case you have an IBM-704 taking up your garage. >>> (Ramshaw was Walter A. Ramshaw of United Aircraft Corp.) And here’s the text of UCLA Librarian, with what appears to be the original article. |
CONFIDENTIAL FILESome Sons Fail to Take After Father
And frankly, the kid bugs me. At Like every other kid on my block, I joined By the time I could master the devilish
It was, therefore, with some relief that I saw my son not following in his father’s footsteps. Kevin breezed through Tenderfoot knotsmanship faster than you could say Robert Baden-Powell. The boy was a whiz at woodsmanship and a veritable Arrowsmith in first aidsmanship, tying tourniquets on the veins of my forearm, which more often than not made me feel I was going to spin into a faint. But My son is developing into a striking specimen of physical and mental agility. I, however, am cracking up. Last week he came home rather late. "Where’ve you been?" I demanded. "Over at the fire house," he replied. "Why "I was there," he said primly, "because I’m trying to get my merit badge in preventive firemanship. We’re studying household fire hazards." That was the start of a reign of terror from which I still haven’t recovered.
But the course in preventive firemanship changed all that. Now The other day I was entertaining Mortimer Hall, who is the proprietor of Radio Station KLAC We were all nibbling a few fairly expensive hors d’oeuvres and making clever talk when Kevin walked into the living room and announced: "Our garage is a mess." I smiled uneasily at my guests, who live in Beverly Hills and don’t understand about such things. Rags, Clothes, Cans "Oily rags," he went on. "Boxes of old clothes, stacks of newspapers, open cans of paint thinner." He Suddenly, Kevin came back. He was hunched over and "You know what I think," he said frankly, looking at us. "We’ve got a leaky gas pipe. The whole place could blow up."
"It’s getting," she said, "rather late. We should be going." "Ummm," he agreed. They left. In "Why don’t you be more careful," he warned, "that you really put that match out?" "Why don’t you," I warned him back, "go out and throw rocks at people’s windows?" |
Sept. 12, 1943, a feature on the upcoming film "Double Indemnity." |
| Here’s an undiscovered treasure: The Times’ Philip K. Scheuer interviews James M. Cain AND Raymond Chandler on the upcoming production of "Double Indemnity." Chandler tells Scheuer that his next novel, "The Lady in the Lake," may be his last. "There’s no money in them," he says. "Not when 10,000 is considered a good sale!"
Scheuer also says Chandler doesn’t drink. Hm. Note: To mark the 50th anniversary of Raymond Chandler’s death, the |
Three-time Oscar winner Charles Bracket dies at the age of 78. He also received an honorary Academy Award. |
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