Van Gogh show

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June 22, 1957
Los Angeles

Are you kidding me? Is that Van Gogh’s "Portrait of Dr. Gachet" … on the ground? …at LAX?

Why it certainly is.

The
Times described the exhibit at Barnsdall Park as the first major
showing of Van Gogh’s works in Southern California. The show, which ran
from July 3 to Aug. 4, 1957, was presented by the Municipal Arts
Department in cooperation with the Wildenstein Galleries of New York.

The
show featured 38 paintings, drawings and prints by Van Gogh, The Times
said, including "The Zouave" (Van Gogh did several and it’s unclear
which one was in Los Angeles), "L’Arlesienne," "La Berceuse"
and something titled "Cypress and the Flowering Tree" that I cannot
readily identify. Almost as an afterthought, The Times mentioned that
the exhibit also featured works by Degas, Gaugin and Renoir.

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Now
if you thought it was scary to have an original Van Gogh out in the
smoggy air of 1957 Los Angeles, take a look at the gallery, which
appears to be some sort of converted greenhouse. Tell me that’s not a glass
ceiling. Tell me that’s not sunlight beating directly down on the
paintings. Please.

Whew, it’s not.

But the gallery is still not great.
According to a letter to The Times complaining about the show, the
exhibit was staged in a building with a translucent ceiling that made
it miserably warm for the viewers–so much for climate control.

Aha.
A little research shows that the gallery was designed in 1953 by Frank
Lloyd Wright for a 1954 exhibit of his architectural drawings and models, and erected next to
Hollyhock House. It was later suggested that the translucent roof on
the building be covered with aluminum paint to reduce the heat. The
building was demolished in the late 1960s. The current Municipal Art Gallery, desighed by Stephens and Wehmueller, opened in 1971. 

The Van Gogh show was extremely popular, with visitation averaging
1,650 a day. The exhibit was kept open to 10 p.m. to accommodate the
crowds, with 3,979 attending on the final day. Total visitation was
59,061, according to Municipal Arts Department Director  Kenneth Ross,
shown in the top photo at left with guard Gerald Roggeman.

ps. The first version of "Portrait of Dr. Gachet" sold in 1990 for $82.5 million. Its whereabouts are unknown. 

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Exodus

 

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1957_0621_churchJune 21, 1957
Los Angeles

If there was ever a headline that said: "Do Not Read Me," it would be "Chain-Reaction Tithing Adopted by Methodists."

The real news, buried down in the story, is that the Southern
California-Arizona Conference of Methodists was going to appoint an
African American minister to head a white congregation. The minister
was not identified, but church officials said he would be assigned to
Normandie Avenue Methodist, 3792 S. Normandie, a once-thriving church established in 1908 that was struggling to survive.

The Rev. L.L. White of the church’s Urban Life Committee, said: "We
share with our Latin American brothers that this conference has been
called of God to set a pattern of integration for the rest of the
church. To do this we must move beyond the superficial aspects of
integration. We must see our relationship to each other not as a
problem but as an opportunity to discover some new dimensions for our
souls."

A little further digging shows that this was the second local white
Methodist congregation to be headed by a black minister, the first
being Lincoln Avenue Methodist Church of Pasadena.

In the true spirit of Christian fellowship, most of the white
congregation abandoned Normandie Avenue upon learning of the
appointment of the Rev. Nelson Burlin Higgins Jr., an ordained Baptist
minister.  Not content with merely leaving, the white Methodists
removed most of the furniture on the pulpit, which had been donated as
memorials to various members of the congregation.

Apparently this was no surprise, except to us living in the modern era. The neighborhood around Normandie Avenue Methodist was 27.5%
to 84% black, but the church refused to accept African American members,
although black children were allowed to attend Sunday school, The
Times says.

No, I’m not kidding.

Fortunately, the furniture for the pulpit was replaced with items
salvaged from Bethany Methodist Church, 1025 W. Olympic, which was
demolished for the Santa Monica Freeway.

"I am confident we can reverse the trend of the past 20 years and climb
back up to a peak membership much more swiftly than the course down,"
Higgins said. At Higgins’ first service,
1,000 people crowded into the sanctuary, the social hall, the
basketball court and milled around outside. In 1959, baseball player
Duke Snider spoke at the church about integration in sports.

But by 1961, The Times says, Normandie Avenue Methodist was all-black
and had a new minister, the Rev. Alexander C. Austin, who replaced  the
Rev. Wilbur Johnson, Higgins’ successor.

There were still some whites listed as members, but they never
attended, Austin said. Although he hoped Normandie Avenue would become
integrated, Austin said, "It’s one of those things that will have to
work itself out. The more you force it, the worse it gets. It will have
to work itself out."

Nelson Burlin Higgins died in Los Angeles in 1984 at the age of 67.

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William Parker, Part 5

 

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June 21, 1957
Los Angeles

William Parker, below left, and Jack Webb. Note that Parker says he would have never given permission for "Dragnet," which was initially approved in the Clemence "C.B." Horrall administration.

On July 16, 1966, Parker suffered a heart attack after receiving an award from the 2nd Marine Division Assn. during a banquet at the Statler Hilton Hotel. He died 35 minutes later at the age of 64.

His obituary includes this quote: "Man is the most predatory of all (in) the animal kingdom. He must have restraints."

There are those, especially officers I know who served under him, who say that if Parker were alive he would still be police chief (they often add that Eugene Biscailuz would still be sheriff). One of the most vivid remarks I ever heard about Parker came from the late federal Judge David Williams, the first African American on the federal bench west of the Mississippi. During an interview, Williams called Parker: "The king of bastards."

You don’t hear federal judges talking like that every day–certainly not on the record.

 

 

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Retro moment

The Puppini Sisters…  Here’s a video with some nice (uncredited) retro animation. 

Enjoy! 

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A blast

The Huntington-USC Institute on California and the West
is hosting a two-day conference in August on the history of the
aerospace industry in Southern California. Speakers will include
writers, historians, pioneers in the aerospace industry and military
officials.

"Rocket Science and Region" will be held Aug. 3-4, 8:30 a.m. to 4:30
p.m. at the Huntington. Cost is $40. Information is available from
kmatsuna@usc.edu.

Here’s a list of the institute’s upcoming programs.

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Ay caramba!

Update: The 1957 Chevrolet featured earlier this month in the post about decoding production numbers sold on EBay for $35,999. That is some serious change. How much? About $5,024.09 USD 1957.

Let’s check in with Weird Al.

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Battling movie stars

 

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June 20, 1957
Los Angeles

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For battling Hollywood celebrities, it’s hard to surpass Shelley Winters
and Anthony Franciosa. They were only married a few years, but they
made up for it in brawls between themselves, other actors (like Ava
Gardner) and the press.

In
this instance, Franciosa was given 10 days in jail for kicking
Herald-Express photographer William Walker on April 19 after a court
appearance.

Franciosa and Winters were trying to bid on a house
at 618 Hillcrest Drive, Beverly Hills, and Franciosa objected to being
photographed because he was still married to his wife, Beatrice, who
was in Reno getting a divorce.  Franciosa was wrestled to the ground
and arrested after kicking Walker as Winters cried and sobbed: "Please
don’t have him arrested! You’ve ruined our lives!"

He was
originally sentenced to 90 days in jail and a $250 fine, but the judge
agreed to give him two years’ probation if Franciosa spent 10 days in
jail. The actor fought the sentence in court–in proceedings that
revealed a record of arrests for theft and intoxication–before
beginning his term on Dec. 12, 1957.

Winters and Franciosa
were married in May 1957. In April 1958, Franciosa suffered a 2-inch
cut behind his ear when Winters threw a perfume bottle at him. Then in August the Italian press reported that there
was a brawl between Winters and Ava Gardner over rumors of Gardner’s
involvement with Franciosa while filming "The Naked Maja." (Not true, Winters said. They were all good friends. Gardner was curiously silent about the matter).

In July 1960, Winters sued for a legal separation, and filed for divorce in November. The wild ride was over.

Shelley Winters died Jan. 14, 2006.

Anthony Franciosa died five days later. 

"I would be prefer to be judged my work alone," Franciosa said in 1961.
"It’s nobody’s business what I’m like except the people I have to live
with or work with."

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William Parker, Part 4

June 20, 1957
Los Angeles

Classic moments in Los Angeles history: The Sammy Rummel shooting, the "two Tonys murder" and "Bloody Christmas."

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Newspaper wars

June 19, 1957
Los Angeles

These numbers tell a story, but what is the story? According to the
graphs, circulation for Hearst’s daily and Sunday Examiner began
falling after World War II. The Times, according to these statistics,
passed the Examiner in daily circulation in early 1948 and in Sunday
circulation in early 1951. Note that the Mirror was always second to
the Herald-Express, the leading afternoon paper in Los Angeles.

With luck, maybe I’ll be able to turn up some answers….

Bonus factoid: In 1962, the Mirror ceased publication and the morning Examiner merged with the afternoon Herald-Express to form the Herald Examiner, which folded in 1989.

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William Parker, Part 3

June 19, 1957
Los Angeles

This will be fascinating reading to anyone interested in the LAPD in the 1930s and ’40s, but never forget that it is told from the viewpoint of one man: William H. Parker. I wish I had time to pick apart his statements, because he refers to many incidents that are worth pursuing. With luck, I’ll have time to track them down as this blog unfolds. In the meantime, here’s Chief Parker.

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Mulholland robbery

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June 19, 1957
Los Angeles

Meet Louis Spivak, a hard-luck guy if there ever was one. The whole thing started and ended with him.

Spivak, the brother of musician Charlie Spivak, had been in the joint
at Folsom and transferred to San Luis Obispo in 1954. Once he got out, he came
to Los Angeles and worked as a salesman at Monarch Clothing, 326 S.
Broadway
. He was there seven months, but got fired because as an
ex-convict he couldn’t get bonded. He worked briefly at Produce
Dealer’s Clearing House.

Then he started writing bad checks. On
April 20, 1957, Spivak wrote a hot check for $397 to buy a 1951 Kaiser
sedan
from a Convair worker in San Diego, using a fictitious California
Bank account of the Market and Produce Office, 801 S. Central Ave. The
abandoned car was recovered May 10, 1957, in San Francisco and a
warrant was issued for Spivak’s arrest.

From there, Spivak
went to Las Vegas and wrote a few bad checks, then returned to Los
Angeles and wrote 10 or 12 more. Spivak said later that he drifted from
one downtown hotel to another and spent his days at the racetrack.

Sometime
in June, when he was living at the Bristol Hotel, 423 W. 8th St., Spivak ran into Richard M. McFall, below right, a drug addict whom he had known vaguely at Folsom. Spivak was
waiting on Broadway between 3rd and 4th streets to catch a shuttle to
Hollywood Park when McFall came by.

McFall, who was living at the Harvey Hotel, called the next day.
Spivak had paid his rent with another hot check, so he asked McFall send
a telegram to the hotel saying that a relative was sick and he needed
to leave immediately.

Using a pay phone in a bar at 5353
S. Crenshaw
Blvd. called the Alibi Room, McFall sent the telegram and drove over
in his 1951 Chrysler to help Spivak move his belongings to the Harvey.

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canvassing downtown stores where Spivak bought TV sets with fraudulent checks so McFall could sell them and get cash.

In a day or so, they met up with another ex-convict,
Howard "Blackie" Nichols. They continued
selling TV sets, but Spivak and McFall started arguing because
Spivak thought McFall was keeping some of the money to pay for his drug habit. Spivak also bought two tires for McFall’s Chrysler with another bad
check.

McFall said of his 20-year addiction: "The first pop I had was in the late ’30s. I have had a pretty fair habit. It’s hard to measure it from the standpoint of I have used such a variety of stuff. If heroin was available I used that. And used drugstore stuff, and naturally through Utah and Montana there is no contraband drugs for sale I could find. I went to doctors and the medicine you get there is a lot stronger in prescriptions."

One day, Spivak said something that gave McFall an idea.

Spivak
recalled: "We got to talking and cutting up old times as it were, from
various things we had been doing. I–‘What have you been doing? I
haven’t been doing much. Working at the clearing house’ and so forth,
and the bonding thing. ‘Were you living anyplace?’ I said no, ‘I’d like to
live out in Beverly Hills’ and things like that."

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A view of Los Angeles from outside the front gate of 13671 Mulholland Drive
Photographs by Larry Harnisch Los Angeles Times

"And we got to
talking and he said: ‘My family used to have a house out in Beverly
Hills.’ And he described it. I said, ‘Gee, that’s nice.’ I said, ‘I
lived up in Beverly Hills once.’ I said, ‘I lived up on top of a
mountain, Mulholland Drive. Beautiful view. Swimming pool and so forth.
I lived at Lauritz Melchior’s place. Did you ever hear of it?’ He said, ‘Yes. The singer?’ I said, ‘That’s the fellow.’ I said, ‘I was his
house guest for a couple of weeks,’ and that was all."

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Down at the Alibi Room, McFall began talking to another friend from
prison, Wayne Burke, right, a man with a badly broken nose who specialized in home-invasion robberies.

Burke said he and McFall always went out to a car to talk: "He just
said that ‘I got a real good score, if you want to go, a house score’;
and they had a good tipster on it, and told me who it was, and said
there would be $50-$60,000 there, and $200,000 or $300,000 worth of
jewelry and furs. But I didn’t–I told him no, that I was not
interested."

 

In the meantime, McFall, Nichols and Spivak cased the home on Mulholland.

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McFall said he was up there with Spivak "quite a few times, because he had the house misplaced. He thought it was on the opposite side of the road to what it really was. The first time we went up it was nighttime, and he knew that the place was called the Viking, I believe, and finally turning a corner we saw this driveway sitting back a little bit from the road. I headed the car in there, and when we saw the name Viking, he realized that was the house."

Over a few days, McFall pestered Burke about the robbery, but Burke
insisted that he wasn’t interested. "Why don’t you just go pull it with
Spivak and leave me out of it?" he asked. McFall replied that Spivak
couldn’t go because the Melchiors would recognize him.

Burke recalled: "He kept saying, ‘What are you going to do? Are you
going to go with me on this thing?’ And I said no, I didn’t care about
going. He said, ‘What are we going to do. Gee, we have to have some
money.’ I said, ‘I would rather be broke here on the streets than to have
money and walking that big yard. I am not going to be in a big hurry.’
But I said, ‘Don’t let that stop you; if you feel like going ahead you
are welcome.’ "

   And then one evening while it was still daylight, McFall took Burke up to Mulholland in his Chrysler.

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"You
can’t see it," Burke said. "There is so many trees around there. I can
describe the gate and you drive in about a half-block, and you go in–I
don’t know whether it is the front or back. The swimming pool is on the
other side of the house; that could be the front also.

"We just
turned around, and come on back, and on the way back he [McFall] kept
saying, ‘What are you going to do? Let us get it working if we are going
to do it.’ That’s when I told him, ‘Why don’t you take Spivak and do it.
He knows the layout, and everything like that.’ So then he says, ‘Why
don’t you meet me tomorrow night and think it over?’ and I says, ‘Why
don’t I just introduce you to somebody and let them go with you?’ He
said, ‘I want to go with you, but if you want to put a third man in it
that’s all right with me. It’s better to have a third man than nothing’;
so that’s where J. came into the picture."

Burke picked up an Alibi Room customer, Alfred J. Pope, a.k.a. J, above, for extra muscle on the robbery.

"He didn’t take me into his confidence very much," Pope
said of Burke. "And one night he told me he had a deal coming up–a couple,
three days before it happened–and so he wanted me to meet him at 6
o’clock Tuesday night."

Burke told Pope about McFall: " ‘That’s the only thing I don’t like about it. The guy is a dope fiend, and that’s the only thing that halts me, but if you want to go on it with him, I will introduce you to the guy.’ He said, ‘Well I wouldn’t want to do that because I have never been on one of those kind of things, but he said, ‘I will go if you go.’ So then we made a meet for 8:30 and we took two cars.’ "

It was Pope’s job to bring
the guns: A Colt .45 semiautomatic, serial No. 373177, and .38
with the serial number filed off. Pope also got some women’s stockings to use as
masks and a canvas rain hat. Burke, in turn, brought the gloves.

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At 8 p.m. on June 18, 1957, Burke and Pope met outside the
Alibi Room and talked in Pope’s gray 1953 Mercury, then drove around
the corner and found McFall parked down the street in his Chrysler.
On the drive, they agreed that they would call each other "Joe."

"We
stopped at a hamburger store," Pope said. "I don’t know where it was;
it was quite a ways out. We talked, you know, about everything, just
talking, nothing in particular; and we decided we’d meet on top of the
hill, and we did. And we drove back down the hill. And McFall, he
parked his car and we got in mine."

Each man "cut about 8 inches off the top of a woman’s silk stocking,
tied a knot in it and pulled it down over your face," Burke said. They
all wore driving gloves.

Burke told Pope
where to drive along Mulholland and had him stop at 13671 Mulholland Drive so he and McFall could
get out. "They told me to give them 15 minutes and the gate would be
open," Pope said. He looked at his watch. It was 10:16 p.m.
Pope said he waited exactly 37 minutes before the gates opened.


The plan was for Burke and McFall to get into the
house and push the electric button controlling the gates so Pope could drive in.

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Burke said: "J. left us off right by the gate, and he was just agoing up to wait until the gate opens, and he was going to come in, so Murph [McFall] and myself clumb the fence and walked up the driveway, tried the door. It was locked, and we could see the people sitting inside. So then we went to the maid’s door and it was open. So we went in, and we got the maid up, or the nurse or whatever she was. And took her up, and she knocked on the door, and that way they opened up the door when they seen it was her. So we went right in then."

McFall said: "Burke and I climbed over the fence and walked up the road by the side of the road to the house itself. And we knew from the map and the house plan that Spivak had drawn for us where one of the servant’s rooms was. We didn’t know whether it was a gardener or maid or whoever it was in there. We went in there first, and she was lying in the bed. And we asked her did she have a key to the house or if there was an entry into the house proper itself from her room. She said there wasn’t.

"So I stayed in the room with the maid while Burke scouted around to see if he could find an entrance into the house. Evidently there was not because he came back in about five minutes and told the maid to put her robe on. And he walked her up to the front door and rang the bell and I stood down below the steps. In fact, I remember I thought he told me to go around, and when I started that way he called me back up and the maid  rang the bell or knocked on the door.

"Anyway, they opened the door for the maid, and when they did, Burke told whoever it was to stand still, and called me and I ran up the stairs."

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Burke said: "We went in, told them to sit down, and nobody would be hurt; that it was a robbery. They were very nice, and there was no quibbling about anything. Everything was just right. So we were there about–it seemed to me like a couple hours, but probably only about 40 minutes, I guess; so then we tied them."

Pope said: "I drove on in
and seen Wayne and this Melchior, the singer, walking out to this
here–out in front of the car. I don’t know where they was going," Pope
said.

Burke motioned to Pope to cut the headlights on the car. He
turned off the lights and the motor and went into the house. Everybody
was lying down. McFall told Pope to stick his finger in his pocket as
if he had a gun. "He said, ‘You keep these people lying down,’ so I
stuck my finger in my pocket."

One woman asked Pope why he
didn’t go straight. "I told her I was 42 or something like that and it
was a little late then–I was pretty high," he said.

And here the accounts get murky, with the victims’ statements to police contradicting the robbers’ accounts.

Witness 1 [Willa Huber, the maid] states she had laid down in her bed, in maids quarters and had just dozed off at approx. 10:30 p.m. when Suspects 1 [Burke] and 2 [McFall] came thru maids door and No. 2 held a gun on her in his right hand. No. 1 said, "This is a holdup." Witness 1 said, "How did you fellows get in here?" Suspect 1 said, "We came in when your guests left." Referring to Mr. and Mrs. Tom Knudsen and Mr. and Mrs. Marion Zobel, who had visited the Melchiors for the evening.

Suspect 1 asked for key to get into house. Witness 1 said, "I don’t have a key." Suspect 1 then left and a short time later came back and told Witness 1, "You are going to have to help us get in."

Witness 1 got dressed and accompanied Suspects 1 and 2 out of her quarters and up front stairs to front door of the Melchior residence and Suspect 1 told her to ring the bell.

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When Witness 2 [Charles Luescher] opened front door, Witness 1 was pushed in and Suspect 1 said: "This is a holdup." Suspect 1 forced Mrs. Melchior to lie on one couch and Witness 1 to lay on another couch. Mr. Melchior was sitting in a chair across the room watching TV. Suspect 1 came over to Victim 1 [Lauritz Melchior] and said, "Put your head down on the table."

Victim 1 said, "I can’t I’m an old man."

Suspect 1 put a paper over his head. After a few moments Suspect 1 said, "Where is your safe?" Victim 1 said, "It’s in the basement." Suspect 1 said, "Come on and open it for me." Suspect 1 accompanied Victim 1 to the basement where they had Safe No. 1. After opening Safe No. 1 and taking out two fur coats and a sable and leopard skin coat. Victim 1 said, "I have another safe upstairs" and Victim 1 led Suspect 1 to a wall safe on the main floor in the den. This safe contained only foreign money in small denominations.

Prior to Suspect 1 taking Victim 1 to basement he forced Victim 2 [Melchior’s wife, Maria] to push button by front door to release front gate for suspect’s car, probably driven by Suspect 4 [Pope]. As Victim 1 was being taken out front door to go to basement he saw suspect’s car being driven up to front of house. Suspect 1 had taken off victim’s glasses in the house so he could not read the license plate, but he thought that the plate was an out of state plate and was white. The car was dark either blue or green or black.

1957_0619_melchior_jewelsAfter Victim 1 had taken Suspect 1 to Safe No. 2 and suspect was dissatisfied as to what was in this safe he took Victim 1 into study where he asked for money. Victim told him he had none except some checks he was mailing out. Suspect 1 brought victim back to living room and forced him to sit in chair again.

Suspect 1 then made Victim 2 get up from couch and said, "Come on, take me to it." Victim 2 led Suspect 1 into bathroom where she handed jewelry from two different drawers and handed them to Suspect 1. Suspect 1 held gun in right hand and put jewels into left coat pocket. He filled pocket then took a dark blue sock from another drawer and put more jewels into the sock.

He then took Victim 2 back to the living room and made her lay down on couch face-down.

Suspects had conference in the living room and one of them said, "Let’s go, I think we’ve got it all." Suspect 1 said, "No this is not all, there is still some big stuff." He then said to Victim 2,  "Come on." Victim 2 led him into study where she opened the third safe and handed out jewelry from bottom of safe. While she was handing out jewelry Suspect 2 peeked over her head and took fur coats from rack over her head.

He then brought Victim 2 back into living room and Suspect 4 brought silk stockings and ties from bedroom. Suspect 1 said to Victim 2, "You have a pistol where is it? Victim 2 led him into the master bedroom to the nightstand next to bed where Suspect 1 took revolver [actually a Browning 7.65 millimeter semiautomatic] and ammo from stand.

He then brought Victim 2 back into the living room where they started to tie victims and witnesses up. Victim 1 faked a heart attack and asked for water. Suspect 1 told Suspect 4 to get him water from kitchen. Glass was checked for poss. prints. Victim 1 continued to fake heart attack and was tied loosely by Suspect 4. Suspects then left through front door.

Victim 1 got up and hobbled into bedroom and cut his bonds with a pair of scissors. Suspects did not approach Witness 3 [Maria Melchior’s mother] who was sitting in wheelchair by pool.

Pope said: "Either Wayne or Murph [McFall], I’m not sure which one; it was said, ‘Tell the other party to come up and pick us up.’ There wasn’t another party. [Burke said it] so they would think someone else’s there and I would go on down. When the car drove up they would think somebody else was waiting and the wouldn’t run out there."

The men went back to McFall’s car, parked at Beverly Glen and Sunset Boulevard. Everything had gone according to their plan–almost.

During the robbery, Burke’s stocking mask tore, exposing his badly broken nose.

To be continued…

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Paul V. Coates–Confidential File

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June 18, 1957
Los Angeles

By oath and by tradition, policemen and probation officers are on the same side of the law.

Yet I know of no two groups so closely associated and so united in cause which are so diverse in opinion and belief.

After many years of association with both, I’m still awaiting the day
when I can find a policeman with complete respect for a probation
officer.

Or a probation officer with complete respect for a cop.

So far, I haven’t even come close.

And I have my own rather obvious suspicions as to why:

A cop is interested in the crime as such, and its solution. No more.

A probation officer’s interest lies in the man who committed the crime. And why.

There’s a difference. It’s a big difference, but an understandable one–one which should detract no stature from either.

Today I received a very interesting letter–from a probation officer.

His views on the subject of crime and punishment possibly won’t be
digested too well by the men whose job it is to enforce the law.

But many of his views, I think, are worth more than a casual glance.

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"Neither I nor my co-workers are sob sisters or do-gooders," he writes.
"Some criminals are a menace to the health and safety of the community
and must be imprisoned. Some should undoubtedly never again be released.

"The ironic fact, however, is this:

"The more that prisons become overcrowded with people who should never
be sent there, the more dangerous criminals will be let out–when they
never should be.

"Even prison officials and parole boards have to be realistic. A certain number must be let out to let new ones in."

Who’s to blame? The writer points a finger at himself.

Or is it pointing at us?

"Instead of professionally suggested caseloads of 50 to 75 persons per probation officer, we now have caseloads of 200 or more.

"Instead of three or four felony investigations per week–to allow a
thorough job–we investigate and dictate reports on twice that number.

"And the results are truly disastrous.

"Not so much because the probation officer often works
himself–physically and emotionally and literally–to death, but
primarily because millions of human beings are needlessly and
shamefully sent to prison.

"Too often they are sent only to learn how to become an adept criminal."

The officer points out that by law–with very few exceptions–convicted
felons cannot be sentenced until a probation officer makes a complete
investigation of his case and submits a written report and
recommendation to the court.

"We are supposed to investigate and evaluate a convicted person’s entire life history before sentencing is pronounced.

"We are supposed to recommend to the judge for or against probation,
depending largely on whether we believe the person to be a menace to
the community.

"There are not–nor will there be in the foreseeable future–enough
probation and parole officers anywhere in the United States to do an
adequate job.

"I am really upset by the penny-wise and dollar-foolish, self-righteous
public officials who claim to represent the best interests of the
narrow-minded, uninformed public.

"It costs between $2,000-$3,000 a year to maintain a man or woman in
prison. To supervise a man on probation it costs about one-tenth that
amount.

"There are thousands of persons who should never have been sent to prison.

"And thousands more who should be released.

"It would mean less expense and probably less risk to the public.

"Because, as outstanding as our California prisons are, the chances
also are that if a guy didn’t belong there the first time, he will
really belong there the next time."

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They said it

"Los Angeles is much worse than the average American city because it is so widely spread out. There is more of it to be ugly.

"But Los Angeles is still an open city–open to ideas. And it is
something in the realm of ideas that is being presented in this exhibit
[of his architectural drawings and models at Barnsdall Park]. I am sure you will be a beautiful
city in the future for you won’t be content to remain juvenile and ugly
all your lives."

Frank Lloyd Wright, 1954.

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William Parker, Part 2

June 18, 1957
Los Angeles

Part 2 of Paul Weeks’ series on William H. Parker.

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Daniel Webster’s speech is here (search for Captain Joseph White).

The Bible passage is a little more problematic. It echoes Psalms 26:10.

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10 Fwy

And you know what? It wasn’t even on Page 1.

June 17, 1957
Los Angeles

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Matt Weinstock

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June 17, 1957

Sometimes it is very difficult to know whom to believe. Take the case of a young sailor named Mike.

Mike, 19, on leave from his base in San Diego, went to a wedding and
reception a few nights ago. There a friend asked him to take a girl
home in his (the friend’s) car.

As they reached her home around 1 a.m., a blue Chevy drew up, two young men in civilian clothes got out and questioned him.

Mike asked who they were and they said they were police officers.
Fearing they might be hoodlums, he asked to see their identification.
They were reluctant to show them and Mike refused to get out of the car.

Finally, he did. Not knowing what to expect, he told the girl to go into the house. She did.

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At this point, another car pulled up and two uniformed officers came
over. One of them kneed Mike against a fence and choked him.

His neck bleeding profusely from the officer’s fingernails and his
shirt torn, Mike was taken to a receiving hospital. An officer warned,
"If the doctor asks what happened tell him you fell down."

After treatment, Mike was taken to City Jail and booked on a charge of
drunk driving. Insisting he was not drunk, he asked for a sobriety
test. The officer said he didn’t have to give him anything. This was
around 3 a.m.

Mike asked that his father be phoned but the call was not made. It was
not until around 7 p.m. about 16 hours later that his father learned
from a bail bondsman where he was. He put up $125 bail and got him out.

That’s the way Mike says it happened.

The officers’ arrest report tells a completely different story. It
states that they chased Mike’s car and he ran signals, drove recklessly
and ignored warnings.

When they finally ran him down he was drunk, abusive, belligerent,
refused a sobriety test and resisted arrest. There was no mention of
the two uniformed officers, one of whom had done the choking.

Mike’s father, incensed at what he considered a serious injustice,
decided to hire an attorney, enter a plea of not guilty and demand a
jury trial.

When Mike’s commanding officer in San Diego learned of his intent he
instructed him to have the boy plead guilty rather than risk any delay.
Mike has orders to go overseas in a few weeks and these, he said, could
not be changed.

Mike was run through the traffic court assembly line and had no
opportunity to tell what might be considered extenuating circumstances
in his case. When the judge asked, "Guilty or not guilty," he said
"Guilty" and paid a $100 fine.

And so a young man who had never been in any trouble has a blot on his
record and a low opinion of a least some police officers in the city
where he was born, reared and educated.

As in "Dragnet," the names have been deleted to protect the innocent.

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Reds freed!

Note the suicide of Stanford scientist William K. Sherwood.

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William Parker, Part 1

 

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June 17, 1957
Los Angeles

I’m extremely pleased to be able to present Paul Weeks’ series on Los
Angeles Police Chief William H. Parker.  Weeks did a first-rate job
with a subject who wasn’t especially cooperative. Although Parker
realized the value of the press, he was wary of how he was portrayed
and far more guarded than his predecessors. (He was equally sensitive
about how the department was portrayed in "Dragnet," and according to
former officers, kept Jack Webb on a tight rein).

Be sure to read to the end of this story and learn about the maneuver that was apparently used
to keep police files exempt from subpoenas. Recall that Parker was an
attorney.

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Literary diversions

Erle Stanley Gardner, Feb. 2, 1958
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Weird wheels

 

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1957_0616_smogJune 16, 1957
Los Angeles

Hi, my name is Larry, and I owned a DKW.

Hi Larry!

Seriously. Induced by a crazy college friend, I bought one of these
things in the early 1970s for about $30 and it was the strangest car I
ever owned. The DKW had a three-cylinder, two-cycle engine, so you
mixed oil in the gasoline–just like a leaf blower, and about as powerful. It was a real smog machine. The joke, of
course, is that I bought it from a guy who had three of them.

No, I never got it running, much to the relief of Tucson’s motorists,
who are about the worst drivers in the nation. I finally sold it to a
neighbor who owned a gas station. He wanted to park it at his business
to make it look like he actually had some customers.

Email me

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