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NEW YORK, July 12—“The Postman Rang Often” is the title of this true story—and his name was Rock Hudson. “Pretty Boy Rock Hudson,” they .call him now in’ the gossip columns. He's always out

with a new movie beauty in the columns—and I happen to believe it’s true. But when this started, his name wasn’t Rock Hudson. It was Roy Fitzgerald. He wasn’t a postman yet. He was a truck driver. : You've probably heard hints of Rock Hudson's story before. It's not “copyrighted or anything. But when he pated New York recently, asked Eo more Roott the story. Like all plain men, we're jealous of pretty boys, and go around sneering about them. But Rock turned out to be. the kind who's liked by male reporters half his size and twice his age.

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I ASKED HIM about the postman yarn as soon as I got him loosened up a little. “How come youve never been to New York before?” I'asked him. «]_yh--been pretty busy studyin’ and stuff. Never had the money to come back on my own.” At 27, he's 6-foot-3, weighs 197, but didn’t seem to be aware of the dolls all around the place looking at him. % The only gal we found around who approached fim in size was Lois De Fee, the 6-foot-2 stripteaser whom we happened to see in a restaurant. “You see, I went out to California from college at the end of '46,” Rock said. “T was out there living with my Dad. Sort of floundering around. Drove a truck a while, ® nauling dried beans. Delivered mail. . . . Yeah, I was a'postman.” “When were you a postman?” “It was spring, 1948. I worked deliverin’ mail three months. «1 was getting out of dough. I wanted money to get some pictures taken. You got to have pictures.” “Go on.”

Hard Lueck Kid By Keyes Beech

WITH TASK FORCE 77, OFF NORTH KOREA, July 12—This is the story of Ensign Donald D. Eaton, 22, of Wilmington, Mass. the hard luck kid who is_listed on his squadron roster as missing in action. 2 A Corsair pilot and youngest member of his squadron, Ens. Eaton was shot down south of Wonsan, on June 25, second anniversary of the Korean War. He is either dead or a prisoner of the Communists. But that is getting ahead of the story. od

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EATON’S hard luck streak began a month ago, one dark night off Hawail as the carrier Bon Homme Richard set its course for Korea. Don and his plane fell overboard from the flight eck. . . This almost never happens. But it happened to him. Forty-five minutes later destroyers had just about given up the search for him when somebody heard his police whistle as he paddled about in the water. They fished him out. Don Eaton arrived in. Korean waters in time for the biggest air strike of the war—the raid on the Yalu River power plants. He came through that one all right but on his third combat mission, a routine attack on enemy troop concentrations, he got it. At 12,000 feet, en route to the target his flying mates heard him call out: “I'm losing oil pressure. My engine is rough.” > % ¢

HE PULLED OUT of formation and, as is customary, two of his flying mates followed him down. Lt. Jack Sargent pulled alongside him and told him: “Drop your bombs.” Ens. Eaton looked at Lt. Sargent from his cockpit and dropped his bombs. “I'm bailing out,” he announced, He did it just right. Before he jumped he called out loud and clear: ' : “May Day.” May Day is to fillers everywhere what SOS is to ships at sea. ‘ Because Red troops were shooting at him from below, Don didn’t open his chute until he was about 500 feet from the ground. He made two swings and landed smack between two enemy trenches. But he landed running. He raced 100 yards to the top of a knoll. There he shook hands with himself, prizefighter style to show he was unhurt. . Every time Red soldiers started up the knoll

_ after him, Lt, Sargent and Lt. Comdr. Franklin

H. Ervin of Danforth, Me., drove them off with

their er machine guns. ailiom - Then hit Lt. Comdr. Ervin's plane. It was a 37-mm. cannon. When he made an emergency landing at—a-pearby-alrstrip a few minutes later he had 150 holes in his plane. Eo » : *

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FOR YOU—Ed Sovola and his bride, nee Rosemary O'Brien, felt this the best way to include all his readers in their wedding solemnized yesterday in the chapel of SS Peter & Paul

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From Mail Carrier To Career in Movies

ROCK HESITATED. “So many of these stories are made up,” he said. “The publicity departments will figure out a story and make the people believe them. “Like Lana Turner supposedly being discovered in a drug store. I heard a man say the other day, ‘She believes now that she was discovered in a drug store.” Hudson said, “Well, anyway . . .” “I found out there was an agent on my mail. route named Henry Willson. ; “Y wanted to make an appointment with him. Because I knew for ‘sure he was a nice guy. So I wrote him a registered letter (so he’d have to come to the door and sign for it). “Then I delivered the letter to him myself. “In the letter I told him I was the postman who was delivering the letter, and asked him to give me some advice. : “He read the letter outside the house and he says, ‘Well, now I've seen everything—the postman looking for a movie career.’ -

day he took me out to see Raoul Walsh. ¢ . THE DIRECTOR Walsh liked him, said, “Good luck, kid,” and put him in a picture, “Fighter Squadron”—and from then on he’s been in the movies, getting more appreciated all the time, and now making a splash in “Has Anybody Seen My Gal.” } “How'd you get the name Rock Hudson?” I asked. “Well, Fitzgerald is a pretty common name. And Roy doesn’t mean much, because everybody's name in the Middle West is Roy. So my agent changed it. He takes pride in the names he thinks up. “He changed by last name to Hudson which there are not any others except Rochelle.” S & 2 “ONE THING MORE,” I asked, “how did you happen to know this fellow on your route was a nice agent? Were you reading the postcards or something?” “No. Can't you guess?” “y can’t.” “I knew through the maid.” . “His maid?” “Sure. She used to give me a cup of coffee and some conversation and tell me he was great. You know how tired the postmen always are. A cup of coffee cheers them up and gives them a lift. Anyway it did me.”

: He Danced for Joy. A Desperate Dance

But that was nothing compared to the fact a shell had hit a 250-pound bomb under his wing and ripped off the fuse. Frank Ervin took one look at the bomb and walked off. > © 2 LT. SARGENT'S PLANE developed engine trouble. He ‘kept circling and strafing until he was replaced. He fired a total of 2400 rounds of 50-caliber ammunition to keep the Reds from getting at Don Eaton. Altogether he and his flying mates spent 10,000 rounds keeping Ens. Eaton alive. Lt Edmund O'Callagh#n of Newton Center, Mass., took Lt. Sargent’s place. By that time a rescue helicopter escorted by two Air Force 51's was on its way. Whoever that copter pilot was he was a very brave man. He took his eggbeater, a gangly slow-moving target, directly through a hail of fire from Red troops and to the knoll where Ens. Eaton was dancing and shaking hands with himself. It looked like the hard luck kid had made it. He got in the helicopter and it flailed away. But it had traveled less than two miles when enemy fire finally found its mark. With a great whirling of blades the eggbeater came crashing to the ground. Two or three men walked away from the wreckage—Ens. Eaton's mates circling overhead couldn’t be sure whether he was one of them. But® whoever they were, Red soldiers marched behind them with bayonets at their backs.

Dishing the Dirt

By Marguerite Smith

Q—We are having trouble with our glads.

First’ planting has begun to send up spikes but

the second planting seems to have several ‘plants turning brown. They were all treated bulbs and sprayed with DDT two or three times. We feed them chemical fertilizer. We have not had to water them much as we've had plenty of rain. During recent rains water stood around these particular plants a short time. Do you think too much water could cause this?—The Treons, Edinburg. is A—Yes, likely. Remember that after water standing on top of the soil drains away where you can’t see it, it may still be standing around bulbs. ‘And glads ale susceptible to many bulb diseases that too poor drainage simply en-

_courages. Another year be sure to’ disinfect

corms before planting (as well as treating ): Do not use for gleds for at four years’ then raise the rows a few inches. Better " in a’ better drained discard the affected plants.

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" The Indianapolis Times

SUNDAY, JULY 13, 1952

And one. ‘for a quick nap.

By LLOYD B. WALTON

DID YOU know it is against the law to put corn cobs in your garbage can between June 1 and Oct. 31 —right at the height of the

corn-on-the-cob season?

Or that it is unlawful to keep more than one milk cow within the city limits? And if you want to keep a milk cow inside the city it is necessary to get a permit from the city controller.

These are just a few of the many odd ordinances to be found in the newly published Indianapolis Municipal Code. This 700-page book is a compilation of the laws governing the operation of our city. And it’s the first time since 1925 that these ordinances have been collected together in a single volume for ready reference

With the co-operation of Butle University students from the Phi Delta Theta fraternity house The Times made the accompanying photographs.

SECTION 9-1013 of the code states it is unlawful to sleep in parks, golf courses or playgrounds, except “in such places and at such times as may be especially designated therefor.” Keith Bundy, posed for this photo on a bench in University Park. Although the park was crowded with people only one

man paid any attention as

Keith rolled up in his blanket

Bill Cale borrowed his mother’s paint brushes and posed with his cocker spaniel to illustrate an ordinance prohibiting the sale or other disposal of any dog, cat, pup, kitten, rabbit or guinea pig that has been artifically colored, sprayed or painted. * Arms loaded with bunches of bananas, Ralph London sauntered down the street and casually tossed a banana peel on the sidewalk to depict the law against throwing orange or banana peels on sidewalks or in other public places. (He picked up the peel after the picture was taken.) It is against the law for anyone except park employees to feed or scatter food for birds or pigeons in any park or playground. Jack Erickson obligingly took a paper sack full of peanuts to University Park, sat down on the grass and fed the hungry pigeons while hig picture was taken.

PLAINFIELD, July 12 —Roy Castetter claims to have the “sweetest” home

in the state. Several swarms of bees have made their home in the walls of the house for 25 years. By this time Mr. Castetter feels as if the space between the plaster and the weatherboarding should be bulging with honey.

“And it’s open to anyone who would like to take the siding off and remove the bees and honey,” said Mrs. Castetter. “We've just about given up trying to get rid of them and decided to leave them stay there,” she added. The house at 201 N. Mill St. belongs to Mr. Castetter's mother. And although the « Castetters have lived there only three years the neighbors told them the bees have been living in the walls at least 25 years. After the extreme cold weather last winter the bees vacated the north wall of the house where they had lived so long and took up new quarters in the south wall. There has been much speculation since as to whether. they had been frozen out or had filled the wall with honeycomb and had to find more room to expand. ” » .

“WHEN WE moved in here,” Mrs. Castetter said, “there were big splotches of honey on the wallpaper in the front room. It had soaked clear through the plaster and the paper.” The house is sitting on the corner of Mill 8t. and a muchtravelled alley. Mrs. Castetter has read of bees getting into -automobiles -and causing the drivers to have accidents and she is afraid that might happen there. * “Why it's so bad that when I want to go around the house I éither go around the other side

this Since drainage is 80 poor, you or clear across the alley,” ‘she

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LAZY BONES—Keith Bundy catches a quick snooze.

Law’s Rough On Your Ot

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THE NEXT time you go to a party be sure to do all your merrymaking before starting home or save it until you get inside your own house. Section 10-302 states:

, “Yelling, shouting, hooting, whistling or singing on the pub“lie streets, particularly between the hours of 10 p. m. and 7 a. m. is prohibited. The penalty for this violation is a fine not to exceed $100 and imprisonment of no more than 10 days. Have you ever missed. see-

we knew we had bees in our house,” Mrs. Castetter added. Mrs. Castetter. has already been stung three ‘times this summer. The time she remem-

NONCHALANT—Ralph London likes bananas.

ing the best part of your favorite movie because a lady wearing her new Easter bonnet took the seat right in front of you? Tt might ease your feelings some to know that she was violating section 10-1206 of the Municipal Code. This law states that no person shall wear any hat in a theater, or other place of public assgmblage, while any performance or other proceedings are going on. If convicted the guilty party would be liable to a $5 fine.

bers best, though, was when she was helping a neighbor girl get away from the bees. “The girl rode down the alley on her bike,” she said. “And all

No person over the age of 12 is permitted to “go about on foot” in a bathing suit except in the immediate vicinity of a beach or swimming or wading pool. “Immediate vicinity” in this case is considered to be two city blocks or 1000 feet in any direction. » » »

SECTION 10-808 prohibits “lewd women,” or prostitutes, from being on the streets or in other public places at night. But probably the most violated and least prosecuted ordi-

of a sudden I heard her screaming like everything. I ran around the side of the house and saw her tearing at her hair and yelling that a bee was after her. » ” » “I HELPED get it out of her hair, but the thing came right out and flew straight into mine. I just acted like crazy, I guess. But the bee stung me on the head before I could get rid of it.” During the past three years the Castetters have tried: every suggestion they've heard for getting rid of the bees. “We first tried a DDT bomb,” Mrs. Castetter sald. “But it

~ BIRDMAN——Jack Erickson feeds the pigeons. nance is the one dealing with °

automobile horns and unnecessary noises. / “The sounding of any horn or signalling device on any automobile, motorcycle, street car, or other vehicle, on any street or pubilc place of the city, ex-

cept as a danger warning,” is

prohibited. Any person found guilty of this violation may be fined not in excess of $100, imprisoned for not more than 10 days or punished by both the fine and imprisonment.

They Own Home-Sweet-Home With Bees

just made those bees fight like mad.”

Next they tried removing some of the lower hoards and putting sulphur-soaked rags in

the opening. Fire was set to the rags in an attempt to smoke the bees out. This wasn't too effective as they were afraid of catching the house on fire and didn’t let the rags burn very long. “Someone told us to take a big jar and put sugar around the top of it and the bees would go in the jar,” said 13-year-old Lowell, didn’t work.” Once when the bees swarmed on a stick Mrs, Castetter put in the hole they used as an entrance the children threw a bucket of water on them. The whole swarm fell to the ground but disentangled themselves and flew away, » - u va LAST SUMMER the bees swarmed on the side of the house and formed a perfect heart-shaped mass. A neighbor told Mr. Castetter he knew how they could get rid of them. s “He said for me to get a broom and he would go after a box to catch the bees in, Mr. Castetter said. “Then he said all T needed to do was put the box under the swarm and just

. Sweep them ‘into it with the

broom. “I thought he knew what he was talking about, but when I brushed that broom down

through them I sure changed ° my mind. It looked like every" one of them bees was heading

straight for me.” i “My husband doesn't have much hair on s head,” laughed Mrs. Castetter. them bees sure worked on him. I took at least eight or ten singers ,out of his head.”

“We tried it, but it

“And