Larry Harnisch reflects on Los Angeles history
Here's a wonderful photo I found on EBay. I've seen many vintage postcards of downtown, but this one is new to me. Because it's an extended exposure, there are no people, just lights. Note what appears to be some sort of vendor's wagon or pushcart in the lower left corner. It's hard to tell, but the Mason Opera House may be on the right side of the street, depending on when the photo was taken. The old LAPD Central Station would have been up to the right on 1st Street.
Clinton Erickson, who keeps track of retired and deceased Los Angeles Police Department officers, says that James "J.O." Worden retired on June 17, 1979, and died Sept. 16, 1999. He has no information on Worden's partner, K.E. Gourley.
The Times published the obituary of photographer Jack Gaunt, who won a Pulitzer for his 1955 picture of a couple whose young child had been swept out to sea.
Joe Jares writes of Gaunt:
I had the privilege of working with him -- a riot on SC's Fraternity Row and, of course, conflagrations. It was a kick making the night news rounds with a Pulitzer Prize winner who had chauffeured Otis Chandler around when the latter was doing his stint as a reporter.
Jack said Otis could consume three double-chili-cheeseburgers a sitting (actually a standing) at Tommy's at Beverly & Rampart.
The obit said Jack loved to cover fires and that was true. TV news adores covering fires, but nobody loved being on fire scenes more than Gaunt.
I'm surprised this good-natured guy made it to 83. In the Times cafeteria, he would shock me and others when he would unscrew the top of the pepper shaker and pour a thick layer of the spice over everything on this plate.
Eric Malnic writes:
Jack, a P-38 pilot, lost the first one while towing a target during gunnery practice near Las Vegas. Someone shot him down instead of the target. Up to then, Jack said, he had vowed never to make a parachute jump. "But somehow, when your plane's on fire, jumping seems like a pretty good idea."
He lost the second while preparing to land at night at an airfield in Arizona. Someone took off underneath him, and the planes collided. That time, he jumped at an altitude of only about 400 feet, and his chute didn't open all the way. Jack lay in the brush with two broken legs all night before they found him.
He said he lost the third plane while flying from Bakersfield to Los Angeles for a hot date with a girl he'd met in Hollywood. At a couple of thousand feet over Castaic, both engines quit. Once again, Jack bailed out, and as he floated gently earthward, he realized he'd forgotten to switch fuel tanks. If Army inspectors found out, he'd be in a lot of trouble. So he hightailed it a couple of miles back to the wreckage, reached into the cockpit and switched the fuel feed lever over to the proper position. Only then, Jack said, did he summon help.
Here are a few of Gaunt's pictures that I found at the Daily Mirror HQ:
Photograph by Jack Gaunt / Los Angeles Times
Capt. Arthur G. Hertel, left, and J. Miller Leavy at the L. Ewing Scott trial.
Caryl Chessman and attorney Rosalie Asher. Note the heavy retouching in which the entire background was painted over.
The home of L. Ewing and Evelyn Scott at 217 N. Bentley.
Oct. 27, 1957
Here I am, giving away the punchline of a "Nancy" comic. My bad. Which reminds me of a game called "Five Card Nancy" that I learned about from Kim Cooper of 47p.
Five Card Nancy works like this: Prepare a deck of random "Nancy" panels. Shuffle the cards and deal five cards to each player. Pick a single panel from the deck and turn it face up. This is Panel 1. Moving clockwise, each player selects a card that would make a good "next panel." The other players judge whether it is a good panel. If it isn't, the player has to take it back. Players who don't have a good card may "pass." The first player to get rid of all five cards "wins." In case of a tie, each player takes five cards and selects one for a new final panel.
Below, "Nancy," Jan. 26, 1957. Here's to you, Ernie Bushmiller!
I've had so much downbeat crime and so many tawdry stories lately: stag films, shootings of law enforcement officers and unsolved killings.
Time for some good news! A salute to the La Habra Kiwanis Club! And special congratulations to former club President Ray Frantz for 35 years of perfect attendance! Frantz was also a member of the Orange County Farm Bureau. The clips show he was a prominent avocado grower and served as a judge at the 1936 California Avocado Show.
Clay Haskell sends along an enhanced version of "Lazy Boy" Beckham's mug shot. Note the hairline mustache.
And here's Officer Christensen.
Oct. 26, 1957
There are so many things we don't about this case.
We don't know where Elizabeth Eigel Senigram was going. We don't know where she had been. We don't know if she had any relatives except an ex-husband, apparently Saul Senigram, 457 1/2 N. Ogden. (Here's a little map, maybe it will help).
We don't know what she looked like, except The Times said she was attractive.
We don't know what kind of car she was driving when she went off Mulholland, except that it was apparently in good repair. We don't even know exactly where she plunged from the road except that it was at a "gentle bend" near Coldwater Canyon. We don't know whether it was an accident or whether she was trying to commit suicide. If it was a suicide, she didn't leave a note.
All we can tell is that her ex-husband ran Saul's Auto and Brake Service, 8253 W. 3rd St. We do know that her Social Security number (324-12-6594) was issued in Chicago, as was Saul's (350-01-8344). We do know that she was 49. It looks like back in 1942 Saul was married to Ceil or Celia Senigram, with an auto repair business at 2801 Brooklyn Ave., and a home at 600 N. Soto.
According to the California death records, Celia died in 1952, so perhaps Saul was a widower. The Times clips tell us that in 1943, Celia Senigram was an officer in the Sheridan Street PTA, so we might assume they had a child.
We do know that the firefighters who responded to the crash used a hose to lower a team 300 feet down the hillside to recover her body. We do know that she was pronounced dead at Hollywood Receiving Hospital.
And we do know that a year later, almost to the day, Saul Senigram was dead, Nov. 2, 1958. He was 55.
I was already bothered by the conflicting accounts of his death, but now that I've gone into the microfilm at the Los Angeles Public Library, I know more and understand even less.
Here are the three different versions of Beckham's death. At least one of them cannot possibly be true.
Recall that Beckham killed Officer Robert R. Christensen during a struggle in which he got Christensen's .38 Colt Detective Special and shot him to death.
According to the Mirror and The Times, police found Beckham's car at 99th and Grape streets and began searching the neighborhood.
Version 1, from The Times, Oct. 15, 1957, Beckham was shot because he refused to halt:
The slayer sought refuge in a house at 2049 E. 99th Place. As police were surrounding the area he emerged between two houses and tried to run.
Officers J.O. Worden and K.E. Gourley opened fire on him. The man fell dead with a bullet in the heart."
Worden and Gourley said Beckham still clutched the slain Christensen's snub-nosed .38-caliber revolver.
"We hollered at him to stop," Worden said, "but he kept running." The officers fired four shots.
The killer had been hiding out in an apartment at 2409 E. 99th Place and tried to make a break for it as the officers closed in.
Officers J.O. Worden and K.E. Gourley saw him talking to a girl in front of 2400 E. 99th Place and slammed their car over the curb and up on the lawn.
They piled out with drawn guns and Beckham started to run. When the officers yelled for him to halt, the killer dropped his coat, whirled and leveled a snub-nosed .38 at the policemen. It was the gun he had taken from Christensen.
Beckham got off one shot but it went wild. The two officers returned the fire and dropped Beckham in the street with a bullet in his heart.
The Herald-Express story of Oct. 15, 1957, merely says that Worden and Gourley each fired twice, with one bullet hitting Beckham in the heart as he tried to flee. However, the paper added the following information:
Beckham, meanwhile, was in the home of Mrs. Shirley Miller, 19, at 2049 E. 99th Place, unconcernedly playing cards with Mrs. Miller and two teenage girls.
Suddenly, Mrs. Miller said, a neighbor burst into the house and announced:
"The place is loaded with heat. Police are swarming around here."
Beckham left the table, still giving no indication he was the man police were after.
"I'm going to leave," he said.
One of the girls, Annette Hardy, 14, of 2062 E. 97th St., said she would accompany him.
The Examiner, The Times' morning competitor, has this variation in which the officers questioned Beckham. He ran, turned, pointed a gun at the officers but did not fire:
Officers J.O. Worden and K.E. Gourley of the 77th Street Patrol Division, driving along 99th Street in their car, spotted Beckham walking between houses with a girl.
The officers drove over the curbing, across a lawn and up to within a few feet of Beckham, where they got out of their car and began to question him.
Beckham dropped a jacket which he had been carrying over one arm, revealing the revolver he had taken from the officer he killed.
As the jacket fell, Beckham ran toward the street, turning and aiming the revolver at Worden and Gourley, who opened fire.
As Beckham turned, one of the officers' bullets crashed into his heart and he slumped to the pavement.
By now, you may be wondering what the city's African American weeklies, the California Eagle and the Los Angeles Sentinel, had to say. I certainly was.
The Sentinel immediately provides one critical detail: The shooting occurred in a housing project.
As the officers began to close in, they observed Beckham and a girl walking between two houses in a housing project.
Ordered to halt, the suspect began to run and dropped a leather jacket that revealed a gun under his belt, which police said was used to slay Christensen. The girl, a 14-year-old juvenile, was taken into custody on a narcotics charge, police said. Officers K.E. Gourley and J.O. Worden said they opened fire on the suspect and Beckham fell dead with several bullet wounds in his body.
And finally we have the California Eagle:
Theodore Roosevelt "Lazy Boy" Beckham, a 25-year-old Texan with a lengthy police record of arrests for indecent exposure, went to the home of his latest girlfriend Monday noon and calmly bragged: "I just shot a policeman."
Then he handed her and two of her teenage girlfriends a reefer and they all went upstairs and had a few puffs of marijuana. "Teddy," as she called Beckham, wanted Shirley May Miller, 19, of 2049 E. 99th street, to play cards with him.
He died at 3 p.m. from bullet wounds in the chest and back. In his hands as he fell to the ground was Christensen's snub-nosed .38 revolver.
While "Lazy Boy" and the young girls were talking about playing a game of cards, a neighbor came in and told them the project was surrounded by police who were looking for the murderer of Christensen.
Beckham told the girls they had to help him and walk with him up to the bus stop and act as if nothing had happened.
One of the girls, Annette Delores Harris, 2062 E. 99th St., went out the back door with Beckham.
According to Sgt. C.W. Beckner of the homicide detail, plainclothesmen were watching Beckham's car, about half a block away. A patrol car, passing the scene, spotted Beckham and the girl as they came out from between the buildings and immediately recognized him as the hunted killer.
"Stop!" they ordered.
Beckham began to run. He had a brown leather jacket over his right arm.
The officers again ordered him to "Halt!"
As Beckham continued to flee, the jacket fell to the ground. In his hand, he had Christensen's gun. Officers J.O. Worden and K.E. Gourley opened fire. Each fired two shots that found their mark.
Beckham fell to the ground still grasping the tell-tale gun.
When Beckham fled from a house at 2049 E. 99th St., he apparently attempted to pull the snub- nosed revolver from his waistband. The hammer caught in his shirt and he was shot.
The pursuing police were 40 to 50 feet away and no other wounds were found.
The autopsy revealed that the bullet went through his heart from a range close enough to leave powder burns on the wound.
The Mirror, Oct. 22, 1957:
When police closed in on him at 2049 E. 99th St. five hours later, Beckham pulled the dead officer's gun from his waistband in an attempt to shoot it out with police.
But the hammer caught in his shirt. The gun went off and the bullet struck him in the heart at a range close enough to leave powder burns on the wound, the autopsy report showed.
It was the only wound in his body.
Apparently only the Herald (Oct. 22, 1957) voiced skepticism about the change in stories:
It was first thought that the killer, Theodore Roosevelt Beckham, 25, had been shot by brother officers of the slain policeman, Robert R. Christensen, as he tried to flee from a house at 2049 E. 99th St.
The autopsy indicated otherwise.
There was only one wound through the heart. The bullet was fired at a range close enough to leave powder burns. The officers who fired four shots at him were 40 to 50 feet away.
Police now theorize that Beckham shot himself accidentally when he tried to whip the gun.
Unfortunately, neither of the first two versions explains how Theodore Roosevelt "Lazy Boy" Beckham could have possibly managed to shoot himself once in the heart at close range, as found in the autopsy. Nor is there anything about the gun firing because the hammer snagged on his shirt.
And nowhere does any account address the fact that he was wearing overalls, which do not have a waistband, when he killed Christensen, as initially reported in the Mirror, which also published his description and the license plate of his car.
I was quite disappointed to find that none of the other papers published photos of the crime scene. All I have is this photo as enhanced by Clay Haskell. As it stands now, it's impossible for me to be certain from the acute angle whether he's wearing overalls.
I have to give the highest marks to the Eagle for getting details of what Beckham did before he was killed. In addition, only the Eagle quoted a police official by name, Homicide Sgt. C.W. Beckner. Only the Eagle noted that Christensen was found with a copy of Beckham's mug shot in his pocket and that Beckham's fingerprints were found on Christensen's car.
I wonder what became of Annette Hardy (according to the Herald) or Annette Delores Harris (according to the Eagle) and what she might have to say.
What do you suppose the chances are of me getting a transcript of the inquest from the Los Angeles County coroner's office?
Note: The original Herald-Express account says that according to Juanita James, 953 W. 7th St., who witnessed the fight, Beckham was clearly stronger than Christensen. She also said that several men saw the fight but did not intervene despite his cries for help. (The Herald says Christensen's handcuffs were on the ground while The Times says they were on the car seat, such are the rewards of research).