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Larry Harnisch reflects on Los Angeles history
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Fatal rage
Oct. 6, 1957
Los Angeles
Joe and Ruby had four young children, but were treating them so badly that a warrant was issued on charges of neglect.
Juvenile Officers Roy Keene and Connie Kennedy went to the home at 1328 Concord St. Joe fought with Keene, who had managed to get one handcuff fastened. Joe swung the loose handcuff as a weapon, beating Keene in the face.
With John, 6, Steve, 5, Robert, 3, and Judy, 3 months, nearby, Officer Keene drew his pistol and shot Joe in the stomach.
In the meantime, officers had stopped Ruby at Temple and Figueroa on another matter and as she was being questioned, she heard the shooting reported over the police radio.
Transported to the Hollenbeck station, Ruby was told that Joe Verdin, 26, had died at General Hospital. She was arrested on the child neglect warrant and the children were turned over to the authorities.
Unfortunately, The Times didn't pursue this story, so we don't know what happened. According to the Social Security Death Index, a woman named Ruby Verdin died in 2006 in Salt Lake City at the age of 83. We can only hope for the best.
Buster Keaton add 1
Los Angeles
Add this to your trivia file on Keaton. There's no further word in The Times on Alum Jones. I'd love to know what the rest of his life was like.
A miracle
Oct. 5, 1957
Louisiana
The story of Alton Clifton Poret presents unusually frustrating
challenges for the diligent researcher. Identified in a 1954 Times
story as "a former Los Angeles Negro," Poret and Edgar Labat were
sentenced to die in Louisiana's electric chair for the Nov. 12, 1950,
rape of a white New Orleans telephone operator.
Not that The Times ever said anything so indelicately precise. Indeed, the paper never ran a word about the original trial and in later stories merely referred to "a criminal assault charge" or a "criminal attack of a white woman."
If it weren't for the efforts of a Westside meat dealer and bail bondsman, The Times would have written almost nothing about the case. The advocate was Nelson N. Soll, and he began raising money for Poret's defense after reading a Louisiana newspaper article.
"I thought Poret's story was phony at first," Soll said in a Sept. 14, 1957, story. "Then I checked it out. I've spent four years on this case. I have collected affidavits that prove beyond the shadow of a doubt that Poret is innocent--that he was not even anywhere near the scene of the crime. But he is a black man and he is sentenced to die and only a miracle of the Lord can keep him from being strapped into that electric chair at one minute past minute next Friday. We are praying for that miracle."
Eventually, the Hollywood Committee for Alton Clifton Poret's Defense was formed, headed by Adolphe Menjou. (I guess I'll have to rethink my opinion of Menjou, which was pretty low after he praised the Japanese evacuation of Los Angeles during World War II. To paraphrase, he said he hoped to never see another Japanese face).
After a long and complex legal battle (the men contended that whites were systematically excluded from juries) Poret and Labat were released from prison in 1969, having pleaded guilty to attempted aggravated assault. At that time, they held the record for being on America's death row. Of their 16 years, two months and two days in prison, 14 years had been on death row.
According to the Social Security Death Index, a man named Edgar M. Labat died in 1998 in Mississippi. Poret disappeared from the pages of history after being convicted of attempted rape in Rochester, N.Y., in 1971.
He wrote this poem in prison:
Living at the river's edge,
Never knowing when they'll drive that final wedge.
Will the wheel of justice ever look my way?
And when it does, what will it have to say?
Nelson N. Soll died in 1994 at the age of 84. His activism did not end with Poret. He raised money for the defense of a boyhood friend, Jack Ruby, despite many death threats.
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Madness
The Mirror published a copy of the Christmas note Ronald White wrote to his grandmother.





