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Feb. 22, 1938
Los Angeles
Earle Kynette is stuck in jail ... Gen. Otis' aide-de-camp dies ... The Iowa picnic, right out of Raymond Chandler ... The city celebrates Washington's birthday ... And Aline Barnsdall sues for the return of some of the land she donated for Barnsdall Park. On the jump, the Santa Fe railroad shows off its latest locomotive.
According to a note from the L.A. Conservancy's Modern Committee, Bob's Big Boy is interested in rebuilding the Johnie's Broiler, 7447 Firestone Blvd., in Downey that was partially destroyed in an illegal demolition. On Tuesday at 7 p.m., the committee plans to urge the Downey City Council to support complete reconstruction of the restaurant following the original plans. Downey City Hall is at 11111 Brookshire Ave.
Feb. 21, 1958
In addition to their other
credentials, newspaper photographers must now carry letters signed by
Police Chief William H. Parker authorizing them to listen to police
radio calls.
With the understanding, that is, that they will use these permits only in connection with their work.
No ambulance chasing on the side, see? Or Ordinance 92,524, Section 52.44 of the Municipal Code will getcha. Section 52.44 states it is unlawful for a person in a vehicle to listen to police and fire messages broadcast over transmitting stations operated by the LAPD.
THIS LATEST INSULT to the intelligence of hard-working newspapermen is an outgrowth of a case last June.
Two men were arrested at the scene of an accident in Canoga Park for taking pictures of the wrecked cars. Officers said they had repeatedly seen the youths at accidents and had reason to believe they later offered such pictures for sale to insurance companies as evidence. Obviously, the youths had hastened to the scene of the collision after hearing the report broadcast on the police radio.
When their case came up in
court, however, Municipal Judge Harry C. Shepherd quickly freed them,
declaring the ordinance unconstitutional.
He said at the time, "I don't see how by the greatest stretch of the imagination that the City Council, the state Legislature or the U.S. Congress can tell me what I can or cannot listen to over the radio."
Parker immediately announced he was disregarding Judge Shepherd's opinion and had instructed his men to continue to arrest unauthorized persons caught listening to police calls on their car radios.
The photogs shrug off the whole matter as merely another instance of the petulance that emanates from the chief's office.
ONLY IN L.A. -- During Wednesday's downpour a young woman who recently moved into a new home on the edge of a canyon got a call from her mother, who asked anxiously if the newly planted lawn and trees were holding firm.
"I've stopped worrying about the backyard," said the frantic daughter. "I'm just hoping the house won't float down the hill."
AS THOSE WHO are precise about such things know, it's Colorado Street (not boulevard) in Pasadena. And St. Luke Hospital, not St. Luke's.
Well, they're building a wing to the hospital and a sign proudly proclaims the addition as St. Luke's.
AND THEN, observes Ernest Oplatka of Sun Valley, there's the one about the new man on the rubbish collection truck who had such a hard time figuring out front from back from side on the ultra-contemporary home that he summoned the owner and said, "Take me to your litter!"
Los Angeles Examiner Negatives Collection in the the Regional History Collection of USC Libraries
Above, July 24, 1958, mechanics move an MG that was damaged when a man repeatedly smashed the car into a Malibu drugstore in hopes that he could commit suicide by making the building collapse on him. He suffered minor scratches but caused $75,000 damage to the store.
At top, Aug. 7, 1958, Marilyn Monroe plays “Happy Days Are Here Again” after learning that her husband, playwright Arthur Miller, had been acquitted of contempt of Congress for declining to name former Communist associates. Monroe was preparing to film "Some Like It Hot," in which she plays a ukulele. From "Mobsters, Molls, and Mayhem: A Year in the Life of Los Angeles" at the Doheny Library.
ONLY IN Sherman Oaks--A woman answered the doorbell and was confronted by a little girl who asked, "Would you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies?"
She
said she was sorry, she had already bought some. Then she noticed
standing alongside the Girl Scout a mad carrying a shopping bag full of
the ookiecays.
MISCELLANY -- A new
nurse at General Hospital got lost trying to find one of the
neighboring buildings. A taxi driver, seeing her plight, directed her.
But a little while later he saw her again, still lost. She'd completed
a circle without finding the building. So he drove her to her
destination without charge, a nice thing.
Seymour Westerman has an employee who makes up his own words to describe things. The other day he reported, "The office we delivered the desk to was very small but the owner insisted that we put it khaki corner and while we were moving it one of the legs carbunkled right under it."
John Richards, who spent some time in Japan, says the Japanese pronounced it Sy-a-natta.
Above, meet Charles West, who says: "I have never treated my wife very mean, although I slapped her a couple of times when I thought she needed it." Below, mayhem on 3rd Street when a piano mover ties a horse-pulled rig to the rear of his Bekins wagon--and the front team of horses makes a mad dash toward Spring, dragging both wagons down the street ... Distress in Long Beach over the collapse of a bank ... Mrs. J.P. Morgan visits Southern California ... A prisoner receives an inheritance from his mother--but can't get out of jail to collect it. He was charged with breaking into offices in the Bradbury Building and stealing postage stamps ... And the Anti-Cigarette Society asks the Board of Education to encourage students not to smoke.
OK, who's the young man with the guitar?
Phil Spector? (Kris Gray, Fred Ahlert). Absolutely.... This is a photo taken Nov. 10, 1958, and published in the Los Angeles Examiner. It was sent to me by William Dotson of the USC libraries and appears in a new exhibit at the Doheny Library, "Mobsters, Molls, and Mayhem: A Year in the Life of Los Angeles." The exhibit features 55 photos from the Examiner collection, including subjects such as Mickey Cohen and the Dodgers, and will be on display until May 16.
Feb. 20, 1958
The case of Tom Garrett, 21, who was denied his $40 weekly unemployment compensation because he was detained for 24 hours at gunpoint by two criminals and therefore was not "available for work," rang a bell for others who are jobless.
Of course, Goodie [Note: Gov. Goodwin Knight--lrh] rushed in with a personal check, thereby earning more votes than he could have done in a dozen speeches, and goodie for him.
It was another instance of bureaucratic regulation being enforced to the point of silliness.
AN INGLEWOOD woman offers one more folder for the file. She was denied her check because, she was told, she hadn't made enough contacts.
"I am an aircraft assembler with many years' experience," she said yesterday, "and when there were jobs I always had one. I think things will roll again soon and I expect to go to work.
"But I think it's unfair to make an issue of looking for work when there isn't any," she continued. "Everywhere I go there are 'No Help Wanted" signs. Yet the bureau says I must go to these places and apply for a job.
"I have a 10-year-old daughter to support and of the $37 they reluctantly give each week they require me to burn up the little gasoline I can afford in what everyone knows is a futile search for work."
A PARTY OF out-of-state newsmen was brought here a few days ago on a briefing tour of Navy installations.
Each place they went, the newsmen, as is customary, were given a new set of admittance badges. This became annoying, particularly to C.W. Skipper of the Houston Post, and he did something about it.
Which is another way of stating that he went through the Point Mugu Missile Center with a cellophane badge proclaiming him a member of the Wheaties Space Patrol.
FOR HER Lincoln's Birthday assignment in El Centro School in South Pasadena last week, Laura Morgan, 9, wrote:
He didn't go to El Centro School
But Abe Lincoln was nobody's fool.
SPEAKING OF education or the lack of it, which almost everyone seems to be doing, a girl student at Belmont High went to the office to report the combination lock for her locker had been broken and to get a new one.
"How did you get it open all this time?" she was asked.
"Oh, I just left it open," she replied.
"Did you lose all your things?" she was asked.
"No, there wasn't anything in there but books."
THE WAY Bob Nathan tells it, a motion picture editor printed a letter from a reader blasting the film "Jayne Eyre." The letter said, "This is the worst movie I ever saw, a waste of time, effort and money."
A few days later a rebuttal letter was printed stating, ""That guy was all wrong. The picture was beautiful, tender, moving, truly a work of art. I liked it so much I saw it 79 times."
Two days later, the first correspondent was back. "Tell that fellow to go see it again," he wrote, "then he'll be an octoJaneEyreian."
LOOSE ENDS--For the first time within memory the streets around 1st and Hill were a sea of mud, washed down from newly made excavations ... Bill Lay of South Gate says "Maverick" goofed Sunday, showing a cattle drive in the late 1800s. In the herd were several Brahmas, introduced into the country in the late 1920s ... The agenda for the United World Federalists peace assembly in San Pedro Saturday, at which Actor Robert Ryan will appear, frankly lists "Buzz Sessions" for 2 p.m. ... Ted Argue postcards from Victorville that a hitchhiker heading east on Highway 66 carried a sign, "Give Me a Ride or I'll Vote for Him Again" ... John of Hawthorne asks why all the fuss because an airman stayed a week in a cage. "Let him spend Saturday night in the drunk tank over on Avenue 19," he says, "and he'll really have an experience" [Note: This refers to an isolation experiment intended to simulate spaceflight--lrh] ... Ray Southworth thinks people who keep saying "in the last analysis" should see a psychiatrist.
Feb. 20, 1958
I may not be much of a bear around the house, but as a journalist, I'm fearless.
I give you All the News That's Fit to Print. I am an Independent Newspaperman For All the People, the Voice Slightly West of the Rocky Mountain Empire.
I Dare, Where Others Don't.
So if you want to get my typewriter fighting mad, just tell me that yours is a story too hot to print.
That's what E.B. "Jett" Simrell did yesterday. He sent me a copy of an appeal to the nation which--according to him--newspapers had refused to print, even as a paid advertisement.
The appeal read in part:
To divorced men, all he-men and womanly wise females:
Do you believe we should and must have:
1--Organized effort to put men legally back in the driver's seat at home?
2--Laws that will give a GOOD man the legal power to securely hold and protect his home and family against the whimsy and unbridled emotions of his dreamy, unrealistic, over-romantic mate?
Naturally, although I wouldn't say so publicly, I sensed that maybe Simrell was onto something big.
And I became even more convinced when I read his printed statement further:
It is man's fault! We let our guard down ... If we have any guts left we can restore men and women to their respective domains as nature intended.
I am ready to dedicate the remainder of my life to restoration of the male-female identity in America.
I am not a woman-hater--I love 'female' women.
ARE YOU READY TO FIGHT?
Was I! I was so fighting mad that I grabbed up my phone and within seconds, had Jett Simrell on the line.
"Jett," I demanded, "is it true that other newsmen squirmed out of printing your story?"
"True," he said. "They even turned down a three-inch paid ad."
"Then, buddy," I assured him, "you've come to the right man. Spill it."
Jett cleared his throat. Then he began.
"For one thing," he said, "females won't use their womanly wiles on you anymore. They'd just as soon punch you in the nose.
"But I'd rather see a few women spanked on their bottoms than see thousands of kids running wild in a state of mass confusion. And that's what the wholesale divorces are doing today."
Jett paused. Then he started again.
"Yes, I was married. For more than 15 years. I've got three wonderful daughters. I picked out a young wife who hadn't been immersed in the attitudes of the so-called modern woman.
"For six years, it worked out. But slowly, she started picking up on what she heard on the radio, read in the papers and learned from neighbor women. She started wanting all kinds of liberties.
"I gave her some. And she wanted more. Well, to end it briefly, she finally got everything I worked for."
Jett cleared his throat.
"Each sex has its own place," he went on. "Women should be women. Men should be men. Is that asking too much?"
I agreed with Jett that, definitely, it wasn't.
"Then you'll join my campaign? You'll get in the fight to put the pants back on the man."
"I would, Jett," I replied, "but I can't. I've got a previous appointment."
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