Tough prosecutor

 

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May 16, 1957
Los Angeles

While L. Ewing Scott uses every possible ploy to delay his extradition
from Michigan, the district attorney’s office has appointed top
prosecutor J. Miller Leavy to handle the case. Leavy has just finished
the Edward S. Wein trial and has previously won convictions against "red light bandit" Caryl Chessman and Barbara "I Want to Live!" Graham.

Leavy is a tough, hard-working prosecutor who prepares his cases
meticulously. The Scott case, however, will be one of his biggest
challenges: There’s no body. And so he must prove that alleged victim
Evelyn Scott’s well-established patterns of behavior suddenly ceased.

 

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In Detroit’s Wayne County Jail, Scott has been refusing to eat,
complaining of health problems and refusing to answer reporters’
questions. In a jailhouse interview, the Mirror only got two responses:

"How are you?"

"Terrible."

"If you go back to Los Angeles will you ask for a change of trial location?"

"Whoever my lawyer is out there will have to determine that."

Although Scott seemed fine during conversations with attorney Gabriel
Cohn, he complained that he was desperately ill, prompting an
examination at a nearby hospital, where he was found to be in perfect
health. Sheriff’s officials announced that Detective Chief J. Gordon
Bowers and Detective Sgt. Ward Hallinen will be flying to Detroit to
bring Scott back to Los Angeles as he plans to stop fighting
extradition.

To be continued….

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Neumann on the Mideast, Part 11

Note: In early 1957, The Times sent UCLA professor Robert G. Neumann
on a six-week tour of the Middle East. Neumann, who was later the U.S.
ambassador to Afghanistan and Morocco, wrote these stories upon his
return. His son, Ronald, is U.S. ambassador to Afghanistan.

Part 11, March 20, 1957
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Drivers’ Ed Theatre

"Frigidaire Finale," 1957

Bad things happen when a choreographer is turned loose with two dancers and a bunch of appliances.

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Hollywood madam

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May 15, 1957
Los Angeles

The papers called her an actress, but she was never in anything but
trouble and her only talent was for raising hell. Even the gossip
magazines quit working with her because they didn’t trust her. She
was only famous for being infamous.

Her name was Ronnie Quillan. At least that was the one she used  in
court to testify about feeding stories to Confidential magazine.  The
police had a dozen names for her: Mary Wolfe, Ronnie Blair, Cynthia
Ainsley and all sorts of variations on them. Even her death records
list two names: Veronica Ainsley and Mary Quillan, as if nobody could
make up their mind what to call her.

The other little boxes on her death records are vacant: The year, month
and day she was born or even where. All we have are what might be her
mother’s name–Zwebels–and when she died: Oct. 5, 1962.

She was married at least twice. Her first marriage, to Joe Quillan, who worked
on the script for "Son of Paleface," was in Greenwich, Conn., in 1939.
The second, to 21-year-old Daniel E. O’Reilly, was in Tijuana in 1956
and annulled a year later.

She brawled with her husbands and her boyfriends. One of the worst fights was in
1949, when she and French singer Roland Gerbeau slashed each other with
razor blades and her right ear was nearly severed. The next year, she
slashed singer Billy Daniels‘ face with a butcher knife and it took 35
stitches to close the wound. He told police she had been taking pills
all evening.

In early 1957, she used a 2-by-4 to smash a picture window at her
former mother-in-law’s home in a fight over a TV set. Two days after
she got out of jail for that rampage, a cabdriver picked up her at 6
a.m. while she was wandering in front of the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel,
wearing pajamas and a coat. She was carrying a stuffed dog named Bowie
and a stolen .38-caliber Colt. She said she wanted to go to a pawnshop–but he got one look at the gun and took her to the police.

It’s not clear exactly when she turned to prostitution. Her only
documented arrest was in April 1955. In August of that year, Whisper
magazine ran a story calling her "Hollywood’s No. 1 Madam."

About the same time, she began feeding stories to Confidential
magazine, receiving $1,500 (10,747.93 USD 2006). One of them, which
appeared in the January 1955 issue, concerned an encounter she
supposedly had with Desi Arnaz in Palm Springs during World War II. She
was also the source for information on a story about Billy Daniels in
the July 1955 issue. She may have also contributed to stories about Ava Gardner and Herb Jeffries.

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Testifying in the 1957 criminal libel trial against Confidential,
Quillan said Confidential Publisher Robert Harrison was after dirt on
Hollywood figures. Her face etched with lines of hard living, The Times
said, she testified: "He told me he wanted stories primarily dealing
with … activities of people in the Hollywood movie colony, and the
more lewd and lascivious, the more colorful the magazine." But after a
few stories, former Confidential editor Howard Rushmore fired her because he thought she was too
unreliable.

During the Confidential magazine trial, Deputy Dist. Atty. William L. Ritzi asked: "What was your occupation?"

"I was engaged in prostitution," she said.

The next year, she tried to kill herself. Then she dropped from sight.

In 1962, Paul Coates found a letter in one of his files that she had written from jail:

"All the scandal magazines and newspaper characters should be very
happy," she said. "They prophesied that I’d wind up in the gutter and
here I am. They really ought to have some sort of organization for
ex-Hollywood glamour girls, because I’m petrified with fear. I’ve never
been so friendless in my life. When I got out of Norwalk after
recovering from a nervous breakdown, I thought maybe I could change my
life. But here I am back in County Jail. I guess it can’t get any worse
than this for me."

 

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And sometime on Oct. 5, 1962, she stumbled into a doctor’s office after
receiving a vicious beating. She died before she could say what
happened. Veronica Ainsley/Mary Quillan was 44. Maybe.

A google map of Ronnie Quillan’s life.

Bonus fact: On Jan. 3, 1958, in New York City, Confidential editor Howard Rushmore killed his wife and committed suicide after he forced his way into the taxicab in which she was riding. He once testified: "Some of the stories are true and some have nothing to back them up at all. Harrison many times overruled his libel attorneys and went ahead on something." 

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Neumann on the Mideast, Part 10

Note: In early 1957, The Times sent UCLA professor Robert G. Neumann
on a six-week tour of the Middle East. Neumann, who was later the U.S.
ambassador to Afghanistan and Morocco, wrote these stories upon his
return. His son, Ronald, is U.S. ambassador to Afghanistan.

Part 10, March 19, 1957
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Buddy Rich!

Buddy Rich plays the Valley, May 14, 1957

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Zombies

 

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My friend Mary McCoy from the 1947project and L.A. Public Library
hit upon an interesting endeavor while wandering the closed stacks:
Revisiting the bestsellers of the past. Not just any bestsellers, mind
you; they have to be forgotten and obscure.

She explains: This summer’s blockbuster hit is next year’s $5.98 remainder at Barnes
& Noble, so I wonder, what happened to the smash beach read from
1938 that currently languishes in your grandmother’s attic? Is there
some unsung classic waiting to be sold by the pound at your neighbor’s
yard sale?

This summer, I plan to slog my way through the
forgotten books of the twentieth century, and you are cordially invited
to join me in the Zombie Summer Reading Program. Email your most
ghastly, obscure finds to zombiesummerreading@gmail.com, and I’ll post
your blurbs.

Here are her rules:

1.  It must be over 40 years old, and ideally, have a whiff of mold or neglect about it.
2.  It must not be written by anyone you’ve ever heard of.   

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Matt Weinstock

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May 14, 1957

They are reluctant to say so publicly, but many men of science are
extremely apprehensive about the continued testing of atomic bombs.

As scientists, they know what it means that a single present-day bomb
has several hundred times the explosive power of the peanut we set off
at Hiroshima. Furthermore, they know what it would do to great masses
of people, even if laymen cannot comprehend such destruction.

But these learned men realize the free nations are committed to a
policy of muscle flexing to impress Russia and, officially at least,
the tests are considered necessary. Meanwhile, Russia keeps setting off
its brand to impress us.

However, in private they talk and at a gathering a few nights ago a
group of them got around to the statement of Dr. Linus Pauling that if
the tests are continued 1,000 persons who wouldn’t otherwise be
affected will die of leukemia–and the rebuttal of a member of the
Atomic Energy Commission that any increase in leukemia from radioactive
fallout would be negligible.

One man at the gathering mused:

"If a nation announced it had perfected a new machine gun and would
test it by lining 1,000 persons against a wall and shooting them down,
the world would be horrified. yet there isn’t much difference."

LITERARY PEOPLE are talking about J.D. Salinger’s long story "Zooey" in the May 4 New Yorker–an overwhelmingly brilliant job.

Zooey is a former radio quiz kid who has the gift of seeing through
things, separating sincerity from phoniness, detecting truth and
discounting sham. He is also capable of wildly playful irrelevance.

Those who’ve read it agree that "Zooey" will kick up a fuss comparable
to that of Shirley Jackson’s controversial short story, "The Lottery."

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Forgotten actress burns to death

 

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May 14, 1957
Los Angeles

Forlorn and alone,
cast off by the industry that gave her fame, 74-year-old Dorothy Dale,
forgotten star of the silent era, died when a gas heater set an old
sofa on fire in her tiny Hollywood bungalow, which was crammed to the
ceiling with memorabilia of a career that ended when the makeup she
wore for the 1923 version of "The Ten Commandments"  scarred her face
so badly that she always wore a veil.

This has all the makings of a Kenneth Anger story, doesn’t it?
Something to put in "Hollywood Babylon III" with Karl Dane, the silent
star who ended up selling hot dogs outside the gates of the studio
after talkies ended his career.

But it’s not so simple. There’s no disputing Alida Hyman was a
recluse and that her home at 1517 N. Gordon Ave. was a firetrap that
was filled, according to The Times, with "old books, movie magazines,
cartons of mementos, statuettes and other personal possessions." Rooms
were "piled high with mothy costumes [and] cartons upon cartons of
personally autographed photos of such early day movie stars as Tom Mix
and Mabel Normand."

In fact, although the newspaper stories call her a stand-in and virtual twin for Mabel
Normand, this is hard to envision. The few photos I’ve found
of an actress named Dorothy Dale show very little glamour–to be
polite, a character actress at best who, judging by The Times, had some stage appearances and quite modest film experience.

Imdb is very little help in seeking out the real story, except to note that she’s uncredited in "The Ten Commandments."

She had two sisters who were also actresses, according to The Times:
Gladys Valencia and Lola Gill, but there’s very little about them in
The Times and nothing on Imdb.

However, her husband, Jacob Hyman, who died in 1942, sounds like a
fascinating fellow. At one time, he and Harry Houdini performed in
vaudeville as the Houdini Brothers, according to The Times. The act
eventually split up and while Houdini went on to fame and fortune,
Hyman entered medical school and built a successful practice in Beverly
Hills.

In addition, Hyman converted from Judaism to become a Baptist minister and frequently preached at the Church of the Open Door.

 

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No, I’m not making this up.

None of this dilutes the tragedy of her death, of course. If anything, her modest film career, inflated upon her death to make her a star, makes her passing all the more poignant.

Here’s the Church of the Open Door’s famous neon sign:

 

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Bonus fact: "The Ten Commandments" premiered at the Egyptian Theater, Dec. 4, 1923.

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Confidential: Tells the Facts and Names the Names

May 14, 1957: Liberace testifies before the Los Angeles County Grand Jury about Confidential magazine.

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The continuation, Page 5

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Architectural Ramblings

 

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Fred_roberts_mug May 13, 1957
Los Angeles

Nobody knows who Frederick M. Roberts is these days, at least not at Fred Roberts Park
at 48th and Honduras streets in South Los Angeles. I’d never heard of him, so I drove down on a
pleasant Sunday afternoon to explore and found two soccer teams scrambling over the
ball on a field that was more dirt that grass.

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The park is on a long, thin strip of land next to Long Beach Avenue that was used for  public housing in World War II. A
gritty neighborhood of early 20th century homes is to the west and to
the east, beyond the Blue Line tracks and  Long Beach Avenue, are
nothing but warehouses.

A few ice cream trucks circled the park, their tinkling jingles merging
into something that Charles Ives would have adored. There were a few
gunshots down on Long Beach Avenue, but they sounded like .22s. No
heavy artillery, anyway.

In the north end of the park, a group of men were having a pickup game of basketball while children played on the
swings and slides at the middle of the grounds.  A big eucalyptus tree
marked the edge of the soccer field, which had been chalked onto the dirt.

As I watched the Latino players scramble against one another, a young African American man with a diamond earring,
wearing a football jersey with USC colors, came up to me and began
talking. He took out his wallet, which was empty except for his
temporary ID from the DMV: Jonathan Noel Davis of the 1400 block of
East 48th Street.

He wanted to know if that was his government name. I said it sure
looked that way. He said he liked being called Noel rather than
Jonathan. "Like Christmas?" I said.

"Is Noel Jesus’ middle name?" he
asked. I replied: "I don’t think so."

Noel, who was born in 1986, said he wanted to be known for doing
something good. He said he had recently gotten out of jail after serving seven
months for pulling "a dumb robbery." When I asked whether he was going to school, Noel said he’d dropped out of
Fremont High School in his senior year.  He said maybe he’d try to get
into a trade school.

 

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I said education would help. I asked "Do you go to church?" Noel said he went,
but "not today." I told him that church could help him live the
right kind of life. What was the name of his church? He didn’t know. I tried to encourage him and told him he had his whole life ahead of him. "Everybody says that," he
replied.

Did he know who Fred Roberts was?

No.

I told him I didn’t either until I looked it up.

 

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In 1957, the city of Los Angeles dedicated a park in honor of Frederick
M. Roberts, who in 1918 became the first African American elected to
the California Legislature. Roberts, a Republican who served 16 years
in the Assembly, was killed in 1952 while backing out of his driveway.
According to the Oakland Library website, he was a descendant of Sally
Hemings.

"So this is a black park?" Noel asked.

"It’s named for a black man," I said.

At one point, Noel said he wished he had a girlfriend. I told him to get an education and a job and then worry about a girlfriend.

I told Noel the next time he went to church that he might get a Bible and start reading it. He said he had one. "Start reading it," I said. "Start with something easy, like Proverbs. They’re short little sayings that will tell you how to live your life."

"Proverbs?"

"Yeah."

The next thing I knew he was headed off home. 

Here’s some information on the Oakland Public Library’s Frederick Madison Roberts collection.

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Pepe Arciga

May 13, 1957

City of varied ills as Tijuana is mostly regarded to be, there’s one
aspect about the town which the majority of people, stateside, haven’t
heard too much about.

It concerns the number of orphanages there which give shelter to huge
quantities of children lacking mamas, lacking papas. These are kids of
many nationalities who got there because nobody wanted them.

Now and then a few private citizens of Los Angeles stage a motorcade or
two in the direction of Tijuana carrying along bundles, not of dough,
but of used clothing, groceries and a cake or two with icing untouched.

Upon their arrival, they don’t stop at bistros for shots of the revelry
which Avenida Independencia is noted for. Instead, they keep right on
going, intent upon unloading their goods where they’ll do the most
good–the orphanages.

Over in nearby Whittier, a number of housewives–26 of them all
told–representing various nationalities have banded together for the
elemental and generous purpose of keeping Tijuana orphans better fed,
better clothed.

The organization is called Club Caridad and is headed by clubwoman
Senora Emilia Bustos, residing at 9342 Miller Grove. Every now and then
the club organizes festivals and picnics to raise funds.

Next Saturday night at the VFW Hall in Rivera, 7706 Serapis Ave., Club
Caridad will throw another money-raising fiesta. Whatever funds are
raised will be sent directly to one of several orphanages of Tijuana.

Which reminds me. With so much money floating around in the
entertainment and business circles of Tijuana it seems that someone
should donate periodically a purse or two to the orphanages.

Racetrack and bullfight impresarios not excepted.

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A Googie Zoo for L.A.

 

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May 13, 1957
Los Angeles

Let’s suppose you have a large parcel of property near downtown Los
Angeles bordered by the Pasadena, Golden State and Hollywood Freeways,
then known as the "Industrial Freeway." To be sure, you could put a
Major League Baseball team there.

 

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Or you could build the world’s largest zoo, which is what architects
Vernon Duckett and his partner Mr. Jenkins of Duckett & Jenkins proposed as a replacement for the facility in
Griffith Park. I love this design; so 1950s and crazy. A Googie Zoo!!

 

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The zoo would be divided into five zones, the Holarctic, South America,
Southeast Asia, Australia and Africa, and would use natural barriers,
moats, streams, simulated cliffs and camouflaged steel wires.

 

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The Times noted that construction of the zoo depended on the passage of
Proposition B, which would set aside $6.6 million for the project.

 

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And in case you’re curious, Dodger Stadium would have been somewhere in the Southeast Asia section.

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Neumann on the Mideast, Part 9

Note: In early 1957, The Times sent UCLA professor Robert G. Neumann
on a six-week tour of the Middle East. Neumann, who was later the U.S.
ambassador to Afghanistan and Morocco, wrote these stories upon his
return. His son, Ronald, is U.S. ambassador to Afghanistan.

Part 9, March 18, 1957
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For sale on EBay

Here’s something fun: a can of smog from 1957

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These were apparently sold in the Fun Shop at Farmers Market and produced by Carlton (or Carleton) Young’s Los Angeles Smog Corp.  Hal Tamblin was listed as a vice president, according to a 1962 item in The Times. Art Ryon, author of The Times "Ham on Ryon" column claimed to be an executive of this whimsical outfit.

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Ed, she shot me

 

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May 12, 1957
Redondo Beach

After a night of drinking, Mabel N. Donnells returned home about 2:30 a.m. Her husband, Robert, who had also gone out drinking–but not with her–came home about the same time and they began arguing.

Robert accused her of going out with other men, hit her and pushed her into their house at 2217 Nelson Lane, Redondo Beach.

Two weeks earlier, Robert bought a .22-caliber rifle for Mabel to protect herself against a peeping Tom who was roaming the neighborhood. Mabel got the rifle and shot Robert above the left hip, severing a major artery.

He staggered next door to the home of Edmund A. Laney and gasped: "Ed, she shot me…." He died en route to Harbor General Hospital.

The Times failed to follow up on this story, so we don't know what became of Mabel except that she was held on suspicion of murder.

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Like gonesville

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Little Richard, "Lucille"

Little Richard, "Whole Lot of Shaking Going On"

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Neumann on the Mideast, Part 8

Note: In early 1957, The Times sent UCLA professor Robert G. Neumann
on a six-week tour of the Middle East. Neumann, who was later the U.S.
ambassador to Afghanistan and Morocco, wrote these stories upon his
return. His son, Ronald, is U.S. ambassador to Afghanistan.

Part 8, March 15, 1957

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Ginza

No story here. I just like the ad. This is now the site of the Jackie Robinson VFW.

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Abortion

 

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May 11, 1957
Los Angeles

Felicitas Sena, born Dec. 19, 1936, in Texas, died May 10, 1957, as the result of septic poisoning from an illegal abortion.

In a deathbed interview at General Hospital with Sheriff’s Detectives Charles W. McGowan and Claude Everly, Sena, of 1908 1/2 E. 1st St., implicated Pauline Castaneda Delgado, 25, 4521 E. Gleason.

Delgado, who was in custody in County Jail on murder charges, told the
Mirror she had merely tried to help Sena, who had attempted to perform an
abortion on herself.

As far as I can tell, The Times never reported this story.

According to the LAPD annual statistics for 1957, police received
reports of three women dying of self-induced abortions and one dying in
some other manner related to an abortion.

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