Action (May 1941 - Mar 1958)

of the three shifts here at the Hills, and Lieutenant Al Trusdell for the Western Avenue Department. Take a bow, boys — you're doing a swell job. It looks as though we in this department are going to be on our own for a couple of weeks. Chief Young is making preparations to attend the Police Chiefs' Convention in Mexico City next week, and we all wish him a very bon voyage. You couldn't use a stowaway, could you. Chief? Eddie King, who's been doing his bit for 20th for nigh onto six years, and who recently has taken over the job of keepnig Chappie happy covering the sets, has just received a well-earned promotion. You may now hail him as "Lieutenant." Congratulations, Eddie! While we're passing out the orchids, let's toss a great big one to Johnny Klein. He's our investigator, you know, and, although he's been with us for only a month, he's already sold a story to the studio. The story, which has to do with tire bootlegging, he dashed off over a week-end, he tells us. The screen play is coming along nicely, we hear, with Stanley Rauh — and Johnny — doing the honors. The army has claimed another of our force — Jim BIssell. Jim is now headed for some place in Texas. He's promised to keep us posted, and we'll pass his address along to you as soon as we know it. &AB FROM THE LAB By Harry Tarnoff ^^LJISTORY never repeats it * • self, so what's the use of it?" asks a certain pundit by the name of — well, on second thought, we won't mention his name. Dick Harrison Is concerned with a problem of perspective. He wants to know why people at the other end of a long hallway always seem gigantically tall. We think Dick is as fit as a fiddle, except perhaps for this minor regression of the libido. Bert Freed and Dim Zaikowsky are now Second Class Petty Officers in the Naval Reserve and are soon to leave for the spacious confines of Washington, D. C. From what we hear they'll be lucky to find a vacant "two-by-four" to sit on, it's so crowded there. However, we all will miss you both — you carefree, good-humored zanies. Jimmy Gibney asserts that cause and effect are simply "man-made" ideas and don't actually exist. Well, well, James — this from the man who used to chase the hated Black and Tans through the back alleys of Dublin! Bud Thompson is rolling in the v/ell-known "lettuce" in his capacity as seller of war bonds to the night crew. Austin Lysight is wearing a dual-purpose jacket that can be blown up and used as a pontoon in case he ever has to evacuate in a flood or heavy rainstorm. Harold Church is a bit puzzled by it all. When he was examined by the navy doctors of the Naval Reserve they told him he was a human mole and that a white cane might soon be in order. But when he finished his test for the army eye medicos, they rushed up and kissed him on both cheeks, so impressed were they by his eagle-like vision. "I dunno," says Harold, "I figure they sort of wanted to have me with them in the army." Bud Davidson is back from sashaying around the countryside. He takes Walt Schafer's place since Walt is now a fullfledged professional ball hawk with the Portland Beavers, sometimes appropriately called "The Ducks." Clark Murray was in the limelight over the radio the other day, if we can put two such incongruous ideas together. He was interviewed on the duties of an air raid warden on which he is an expert, having built up a remarkably fine organization in North Hollywood. Yale Bassin has taken George Freeman's place in the Projection Room running the developed positive during the long hours of the night. SWEEPINGS FROM THE JANITOR DEPARTMENT By Jo Eckhardt O GLAD to have Ann Doody back to work after a sixweeks' illness. Thelma Cannon back from her vacation with that peaceful look one has after a restful vacation. Al Majors and wife were called East after receiving news of the death of Al's father. Our sincerest sympathies to the Majors. Two new matrons have been added to our gang: Mrs. Vera Rustenhaven (Rusty) and Mrs. Myrtle Burnett (Myrtle). Lita and Toddle, our locker girls, had to turn In their badges after five years with the Police Department. But don't let It worry you, as they are in uniform now (matrons). Welcome to our department, girls. Now that spring is here and the sun is shining on both sides of the fence, everybody is looking forward to vacation time. Vacationists: Harry Miller, Red Shugrue, Harry Horton, Martin Joy, and Rochester Smith, who, by the way, is staying home with a very ill wife. Pat Van Wie and Clint Hegler spent their vacation at Lake Henshaw, but all the big ones got away and doubled in size after the first telling. Wonder if they went on Clint's bicycle? Earl McIntosh leaves May I to see for himself if there are any such fish In that lake, and promises not to use any of that deadly lure (silver bait). He is taking along a case of sardines — he enjoys a fish dinner! Rags Ragland back from a trip East. DIjaknow — that Ashland McCaleb had the measles? Nels Nelson was down in the back again? And that Al Johnson is now doing his bit by working in the defense plant? Ho, hum! — yours truly is not bored, folks, but just the early rising hour — 4 A. M., to be exact. Guess that about sweeps up all the news. FONE ROOM FONIES By Cherry Nickols THIS department wishes here ' and now to express our sincere appreciation for the kind thoughtfulness and consideration given Olive and Mary, the two operators on duty during the recent blackout of April 8. "Pop" Sisson (Electrical Department) called to see if they were hungry. They were! Twenty minutes later, O. E. Barber (electrician) came in with — not just sandwiches which the girls were expecting, but — a tray laden with food fit for a queen. Roast beef, creamed corn, au gratin potatoes, rolls and butter, with cake for dessert, and coffee. The girls were overjoyed at the sight of all this. "Pop's" right ear should have been burning. If that's the one that burns when good things are being said about you. Captain Muehlhaussen called in to allay their nervousness, if any, and also Police Chief Tom Young called to see If they were all right and comfortable. All this is deeply appreciated by every one of us, and especially by our chief operator, Nettie. 'Tis nice indeed to know that we are working with such people. Thanks a million, fellows! Your kindness is tops! Mary and Olive also deserve a word of praise for getting all lights out, the blackout curtains adjusted, and everything in readiness for the blackout in exactly one minute and fifteen seconds. Mary, who was off duty at 10 P. M., stayed until 11:30 P. M. The members of the Shuster company, which was still shooting on the U. S. Army picture, showed great consideration for the operators by making only the necessary calls and making them short. What Is It that Bob Lee (Wardrobe Department) always notices about Bette Moore as she trudges from Coffee Shop to office with her bags of sandwiches and coffee for the gals? "The seams In her stockings are always STRAIGHT," says he, "and she always has a CLEAN COLLAR!" Nice observation. Bob, but the lady also has a face! "I can't hear you, lady," said the operator to the meek little voice calling In from outside. Whereupon a man's deep base voice boomed, "I want Vic Christensen, and I'm no lady!" Ever noticed Polly (Coffee Shop) Powell's eyelashes? I'll bet they are the envy of most of our female stars on the lot. Stared at her for so long the other day that she finally came over and asked me if there was anything more I wanted. Felt like a fool, but "Your eyelashes," says I, "are they real?" She assured me they were, and allowed me two slight tugs to prove that they are indeed very real. Constant brushing and plain white vaseline did the trick, she says, and she can well be proud of the results of such care. 5