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Inside Indianapolis ‘By Ed Sovola

IF I WERE a boy in the third grade of School 62, 940 N. Wallace 8t., I'd keep an eye on the girls in the class. Good cooks are hard to find. The way to a man’s heart is through his ‘stomach and in Room 4, Mrs. May Hubbard's room, there are some mighty fine cooks. (At the age of 9 they can whip up a luncheon

"that is nutritious, delicious®and satisfying on a

two-place, portable electric stove. Heaven knows what the gals will be able to do. by 1962.

A howl may be raised by the boys in the

class who had a hand in the chocoldte pudding. David Sink and Tommy Trusty, for example, were listed as ‘“‘chefs” along with Dorothy Shake. eR DAVID AND TOMMY wore chef hats and aprons and stood around the stove. I appreciate the Invitation to the luncheon and perhaps a guest shouldn't be so candid. However, I think Dorothy was the head chef. She makes the best oatmeal Skies I ever tasted. Okay, so I'm partial to You might be wondering what third graders are doing with an electric stove and cooking luncheons in a classroom. I wondered the same thing when the big, fat invitation to a luncheon came from the “children of Room 4.” Mrs. Mary Rich, who works for the Dairy Council of Indianapolis, is extremely interested In nutrition.» She believes a good place to teach nutrition is in the classroom. The younger the children, the Better Mre, Rich enjoys her gospel. SE SHE HAS this portable stove which she lends to schools for two weeks at a time. A luncheon project involves the entire class and correlates arithmetic, etiquette, health, home economics and planning besides being a lot of fun. Under the supervision of Mrs. Hubbard, committees were named. Setting up the committees was an education in itself. Take a gander at the line-up: Arranging kitchen—Wayne Lashbrook, Bill Hasseld, Bill Boothe, Ralph Balfour, Karmin Arthur and Joy Bishop. Serving—Janice Bremer, Connér and Dorothy Shake. Table setting—Janet Porter, Joan. Gilliland, Sharon Entwistle and Alyce Evans. Cleaning—Cynthia Vote, Judy Pegg, Carolyn Williams and Mary Mayne. Dish washers—Michael Farkas, Lester Stewart, Sue Crossland and Phyllis Bell.

Linda Miller, Don

By Ear ilson

NEW YORK, May 26—John Garfield called my office just one week ago to tell me he'd separated from his wife. This lingers in my mind today as I contemplate the other facts of his tragic life, and death. I remember, too, a little song of futility heard around Broadway, which seems to apply to John Garfield. It goes like this: “No matter how much You work or you strive, You'll never get out Of, this world alive.” Handsome, muscular, vital-looking John Garfield had literally fought his way up—with his fists—from the lower East Side, to Broadway and Hollywood. Then he finally butted his head up against the wall at the end of the Dead End Street, as we all must some day. It was unusual that he should phone to tell me of the separation, but it showed he was warm, and human—and confused. A few days later he called here. I'd phoned him, at home, to ask whether the rumor was true. “No, NO,” he laughed. “Who told you that?” “Naturally, I can’t tell you that,” I said. “No, no, it's untrue. But thanks for checking,” he said. A fe wdays later he called here. “What you asked me about wasn't true THEN,” he said. “But it's true NOW. I'm at the Hotel Warwick. Because you checked it with me before, I wanted you to have it first” > 0 7

SURELY, “Julie” had to be pretty confused, pretty wrought up, to do that. Many Broadwayites liked him, admired his acting. A few thought of him as a dangerous and blind leftist. Others thought of him as a patsy, not knowing what it was all about. That's what I thought. Back in 1947, I introduced him to Rocky Graziano. ; The slick, well-tailored, highly-polished Garfield looked upon a boy who had come, as he had, from the lower East Side, but failed to acquire his veneer. “1 see yuz got a broken knuckle,” were Rocky's first words. “Julie” gave him a good look at the relic of his amateur boxing days. “Yeah, I got it in the Golden Gloves" admitted Mr. Garfield, who was now playing a Graziano type of fighter in “Body and Soul” which eventually made him a lot of money. “Now the best fighters, like you,” Mr. Garfield told Rocky, “come from minority groups. They fight their way out like I did. “1f I hadn't fought, I'd probably have been

Americana By Robert C. Ruark

NEW YORK, May 26—It seems my boy, Ronnie Graham, has finally become a smash Broadway hit, via something called “New Faces,” a tidy little revue that is playing ’em packed, with fot a name in the cast. This will be a prejudiced piece, because I have been touting him das the funniest living fellow since I first saw him work in night clubs nearly three years ago.

Mr. Graham looks like nothing you ever saw before. The most. charitable comment concerning his appearance is that he is calledr “a handsome gar-

into his eyebrows, and he has revolving eyes and a leer that projects to the back of the house. He is about seven feet high and seven inches wide, and his hands hang down like dis- : pirited clumps of bananas. He Set Tri mes lopes when he walks, and seems perpetually on the point of becoming unstuck. MR. GRAHAM for so I must address him now he is become famous, thinks in reverse cliches. His is a mad mind that runs backward from the obvious, and he is pure poison when he starts to take something apart. One of the skits in the new revue is a composite of all the high-brow entertainment we have been subjected to in the last year or so—'‘The Consul,” “The Cocktail Party,” and the like. Graham compiled a weird satire, called, “The Great American Opera,” for his bow-out number, After the show I noticed a quiet young man approach Ronnie's dressing room, where he was unsmearing himself of make-up. ¢ & 2 “MY NAME is Gian-Carlo Menotti,” the quiet young man sald. “I wrote ‘The Consul’ This is the first time I ever really enjoyed my own opera.” Young Mr, Graham has seemingly endless strings to his bow, since he writes music, plays music, sings after a fashion, commits dialogue, writes lyrics, plays a mad comedy and is ‘quite an acceptable actor. How he has managed to stay buried in the supper clubs so long is a mystery, because his following has been fanatic, apd you would have figured him to crack Broad-

wag. Jong before this. :

8 a matter of fact, at least a dozen of his associates in this “New Faces” venturg convince me that people haven't been looking very hard for fresh talent. Broadway for the past two years has been mired down in old Shaw and Shake- , revivals of long-dead musicals, and adaptations of adaptations. New stage faces have been reasonably few, and new staffe ideas practi-

ally nil, ally fe, Ee

SPHERE {s-a-funny gal named Alice Ghostley who emerges triumphantly from this venture as a

Mighty Fine Cooks In the Third Grade

Checking—Georganne Wickes, Nancy Dehnbostle, Rex Mills and Ellen- Rogers. cm . Water = Gary Wallace, Bobby Reinert and Leonard Barnett. Flowers — Don Conner, Porter and Dorothy Shake. eS * & "ALL THE CHILDREN pitched in on choosing a menu, purchasing the food and making the place mats and doilies. : Guests for the luncheon included Mrs. Rich, Mrs. Mildred Orr, principal of School 62, Paul I, Miller, administrative assistant to the school superintendent, George P. Farkas, supervisor of athletics, physical education and safety, Melvin Tower, teacher consultanf and this admirer of Dorothy 8hake’s ability to handle the skillet and make oatmeal cookies. The menu consisted of tomato juice, scrambled eggs and crisp bacon, preserves, chocolate pudding, Dorothy's oatmeal cookies; coffee or milk, I arrived minutes before lunch was ready. One of the servers had trouble handling a piece of bacon with a fork. Finally, when she thought no one was looking, she flipped the bacon on a plate with her fingers: Good cook. > o> 2»

THE DOILIES, place mats, were beautiful. Amazing what kids can do with paper and crayon. Practically everyone in the class wore an apron from home. David Sink and Tommy Trusty, I heard from sources close to their desks, had to have chef hats because “otherwise it would be sissy to cook.”

Many of the children began the luncheon by eating the chocolate pudding. Ellen Rogers had a terrible accident with a spoonful of pudding. It dropped on the front of her blouse. Money for the food was donated by the ParentTeachers Association. Lester Stewart handled the dough. ind In my experience with noon luncheons, I can honestly say the one in Room 4 of School 62 was by far the most interesting and enjoyable. No speeches, no dull business sessions bored the guests.

Linda Miller, Janet

Just third graders, noisy, excited, hospitable,

best manners showing, trying to make their luncheon a success. It was. Wish I could reciprocate.

Garfield Was Trying For Reconciliation

a bum or driving a hack,” Mr. Garfield added tensely. . . “Or a hood,” said Rocky. “You got a million dollars worth of Hollywood dialog there,” Mr. Garfield exclaimed to Rocky, admiringly. AFTER HE was tagged by the House Committee on Un-American Affairs, things weren't s0 good, and the clearer heads who thought of him thought of him as just a sucker, a poor, dumb dupe, pronounced dope. There was a strain of bitter irony in his death, for he'd been trying the last few days to make up with “Robbie.” : He was looking good, having slimmed down at a gym. He'd just agreed to appear in a Miami Beach theater, the Cameo, for Martha Raye's husband, Nick Condos. “You've got me,” he assured Mr. Condos only a few hours before he went to join Inez Whitney. Mr. Condos was probably one of the last men to talk to him. Also, within the last few days, Mr. Garfield and his wife had dined with their attorney, Louis Nizer, trying to patch up that last quarrel and get back together. The hoped-for reconciliation haduy been worked out, but there seemed to be ope. : I had heard of the efforts to patch it up. And to complete the irony, there's a note on my today’s calendar that says: “Check on the John Garfield reconciling.”

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THE MIDNIGHT EARL ... . The Duchess of Windsor will be chairman of an American charity for the first time next Jan. 5—she’ll head Mr. Lytle Hull's Hospitalized Veterans’ ball at the Waldorf. As such, the “best-dressed”’ Duchess will lead a fashion parade and model a gown. Joan Crawford's ill here. Her doctor ordered her to rest 24 hours. or go to a hospital . . . Is Sonja Henie taking her ice show into the Broadway Theater here? She and Lee Shubert looked the place over . .. A big break’s expected in the Arnold Schuster murder. Donald O'Connor wore a white sweater under his dinner coat to Jean Hersholt’'s big formal

celebration at 21. (The sweater was to cover up

the button hole from which he'd lost a stud) . . . Stripper Lili St. Cyr's going to Italy soon to join her husband Armando Orsini who's making a film deal for her. > o> 9 SHEILA BOND complains that when she asked for a corner table—she got one at the corner of 3d Ave. and 47th St. , , . That's Earl, brother. i

‘Handsome Gargoyle’ Becomes Smash Hit

cinch to be in business forever, and there 1s a half-pint Frenchman named Robert Clary, with a voice twice too big for his five-foot-one, who is bound to last a long time, because he has a tremendous quality of captivation that makes his every’ motion important. Not since Chevalier unveiled a straw hat and a lower lip have I seen anything to touch the tiny M. Clary. Revues do not generally live long is this town, but “New Faces” is standing em up in ‘the rear, and would seem to indicate that perhaps the entire show world is not dependent on the warmedover ancients that have managed to carry the brunt of Broadway business for so long & time, eC & ¢ : ~ I BELIEVE we may be verging on an entire new generation of theatrical names. Rogers and Hammerstein, Moss Hart, George Kaufman, Lindsay and Crouse, William Shakespeare, Bernard Shaw, and Oscar Wilde have been carrying the ball for a long time, and deserve a slight pause for breath, while some young sparks fly. The business of rewriting the rewrites has got to stop sometime, and this may be the time. In the meantime, it is nice to see an old buddy hit it at last, and I am very pleased with Mr. Ronald Graham's multiple success. The lad is slightly nuts in his approach to the arts, but you will be seeing that simian leer in your dreams for a long time—the bad dreams, I mean. No self respecting dream would include Graham in it.

Dishing the Dirt By Marguerite Smith

Q-—-What can we do this year to prevent infestation of our catalpa trees by the yellow and

black worms which are about 14 to 2 inches in

length? Mrs. D. R. Dunlap, Rt, 6. A-—Sprays are the controls. So you need a high-reaching sort of equipment first of all. One of those hose-attached cartridges, for example. Then use lead arsenate (It's hard on birds if they eat the poisoned ‘worms, unfortunately).. Three to six tablespoons of lead arsenate to a gallon of

Read Marguerite Smith's Garden Column in The Sunday Times

water or one pound to 25 gallons as soon as you

notice the worms feeding. - And they'll be at it’

any time now. They're the larva of the catalpa

sphinx moth. Mama moth lays up to 1000 eggs’

in white masses on the undersides of leaves. In about two weeks the young fry gonto work on the leaves. Look for another brood in late summer. And if the season is a happy one for the sphinx moth, you may have to worry about a third brood. Would you be consoled to know that in early days fishermen used to raise catalpas just to get the worms for bait? :

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Fit for Kings—

They Drool Over Pupils’ Cooking

MONDAY, MAY 26, 1952

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NO POTATOES—Recent guests of third graders at School 62 ate scrambled eggs, bacon,

cole slaw, chocolate pudding for lunch which was bought, cooked, arranged bets of Mrs. May Hubbard's class. Droolers at the table include (left an Orr, Chef and Server Dorothy Shake, School Officials Paul |. Miller and Me

ihe hed wa right) Principal Mildre I Tower, Server

Janice Bremer and Ed (Mr. Inside) Sovola, back to camera and mouth open.

DON CONNOR~"Can | start now?"

TRAFFIC PROBLEM SOLVED—

New Game Teaches A Parking Lesson

By RICHARD KLUNER ALLENTOWN, Pa., May 26—Out in this eastern Pennsylvania city, they've put the hoop-de-do in a box. Actually, the box is a game called “Park & SShop,” but it's really a gay way of popularizing the city’s solution

to its parking problem. Park & Shop (the game) is modeled after Park & Shop (the actual parking plan). Both are clever, and both are easy to operate. And behind both is the dynamic, cigar-chewing general manager of Allentown’s Call-

Chronicle newspapers, Donald P. Miller. In 1944, Mr. Miller began

thinking about parking. His city, like most in America, had

too many cars for the parking

space available. There was danger of business: moving out to the suburbs. Qut of his research, persuasiveness and eight years of work came a master plan which today makes it cheap and easy to park in the heart of Allentown’s business area. There are three types of parking facilities, in Allentown.

PARKING'S A GAME in Allentown, foo. Here youngsters

For the all-day parker, the Allentown Parking Authority runs lots on the fringe of the shopping district, but still within easy waking distance. These are metered and it costs 25 cents a day-—or $5 a month or $50 a year—to keep your car

there. . x 8

. FOR THE SHORT-STOP-PER, the streets ire metered. But there's an intermediate

‘group, and a large one, that is

virtually ignored in many cities. That's the motorist who plans to spend a few hours downtown on* a variety of shopping and business errands, These people are considered in Miller's. Park & Shop plan. The city's merchants banded together, bought land in the center of the ny and began

play "Park & Shop," based on city's successful traffic plan. The Board on which they play resembles Allentown business area, ~~ your parking. But he's happy,

MARY MAYNE—'"Parties are fun."

ELLEN ROGERS—-"Hope you hke it."

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Times photos by John R. Spicklemire

GIRL'S PLACE—Dorothy Shake (left) and Janice Bremer didn't have chef's hats, but when the going got tough and know-

how was needed, Chefs David Sink and Tommy Trusty faded out of the picture. A woman's place still is in the kitchen,

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AERIAL PHOTO.DIAGRAM of downtown Allentown, Pa., shows parking lots (solid white) th city's "'Park & Shop" plan that took the headache out of parking. Business area aced

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LEONARD BARNETT—"Not bad."

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system is enclosed by broken lines, which were also used.as pattern for the "Park & Shop" game.

operating privately-owned Park & Shop lots. As their ads say, it's as easy as one-two-three. You pull into a Park & Shop lot, one of 10 tn the business area. They're easily identified by big blue signs. You give the operator — who leases the lot from Park & Shop, Inc.—a quarter, and he gives you a ticket. Your fee entitles you to park for two hours.

Secondly, you go shopping. In

any of the Park & Shop member stores-—and the 72 stores represent nearly all Allentown merchants -—- you make your purchase, If it is over one dollar, the merchant stamps your

ticket. » " .

, WHEN YOU pick up your car, you give the lot operator

the stamped ticket and he gives you back your quarter. You've

sparked for free. Every week, the lot operator

sends his stamped tickets in to

Park & Shop headquarters, and - gets 18 cents for each one. Park

& Shop then turns around and charges the merchant who validated the ticket 20 cents. The

. merchant, in the end, pays for

because now you're shopping in town mord often. The plan, which began operating on 8 small scale in 1947, is now a big-time operation. Park & Shop, Inc, is a million dollar corporation.’ They've

bullt a modern structure at one busy corner With parking space

on the roof and stores on the

ground level, They're paying dividends on their stock thig year,

They're busily planning new, bigger lots. Tne Park & Shop game is the brainchild of B. Campe Euwer, an artist on the staff of Mr. Miller's newspapers. You play on a board which has a colorful diagram that's an almost exact duplicate of the Allentown shopping district. Dl » - THE AIM OF THE GAME is to go shopping and go home. You're dealt cards, which make up your shopping list. You have a little colored caf and move from the starting point to a Park & Shop lot, Then you do your shopping (moving a pedéstrian figure of ma ing color), go back to: pick up your car and drive home, : gay

are a pedestrian,

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The stores correspond almost directly to the real Allentown

stores, although they are not :

named. The lots are located als most exactly where they're loe cated in full-size Allentown, And there are penalty and bonus cards to imitate ths unexpected incidents of a real shopping trip. Although it's been incorporated and is a definite profits making enterprise, . the game

has secondary aim of driving

home one message: it's faster g to park in a lot and walk to the store. To emphasize this, you. only roll one die while you're in your car, but two while you “The game,” says Mr, Miller, “adds the color and hoop-des do.” } le : On “Park & Shop“Day”—the day when the game was introduced—Allentown’'s schools closed, its merchants ran big sales, and the Park & Shop’ game was played in. store wins dows up and down Hamilton main thoroughfare, The city was flooded with ‘

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