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...Paterson, Schindler seemed to hold back. Time after time, as Veteran Chauffeur Bob Disbrow* hugged the pole out front, Schindler drove his black Offenhauser up alongside him, stomped on the foot-throttle and seemed about to pass. And each time in turn he eased off, slid back into the second slot again. At the race's end, he was still second man. When Schindler pulled up, swung the stump of his left leg over the side and reached for his crutches, his fans showed their disappointment, but Bronco Bill did not. "There was oil on that track," he explained...
First-rate men like Schindler can pull down $20,000 in purses in a May-October season, but 60% usually goes to a car owner. Cash, however, is not the chauffeurs' only reward: women of all ages go overboard for the midget sport. They keep scrapbooks, write fan letters, pester drivers for autographs, send them gifts of helmets, goggles, gloves. Once at Danbury, Conn., two elderly ladies bustled down from the grandstand, thumped crack Chauffeur Ted Tappett on the head with their handbags because he had beaten their favorite...
...always 20 minutes to two hours late, if he shows up at all. He lives in a rather ornate house rented from Gary Grant, to which very few male visitors are admitted, and on which he seems to have made no marks of his own occupancy. He has no chauffeur, no cook, no valet-in fact, no servants in the ordinary sense but a quartet of aides-de-camp. They include Charlie Guest, his old golf pro, and another man named Barry, who might be described as lieutenants in charge of odds & ends, including admissions and evictions; Johnny Meyer...
...Gracie. Like many another New Yorker, O'Dwyer loves the house. It sits amid sweeping lawns just above the East River Drive near Hell Gate, a spot which General George Washington once fortified against the British. He is served by a maid, a cook, a gardener, a police chauffeur and a butler with an Irish brogue and a gift for mixing fine Martinis...
Sacha's chauffeur was told to drive back to town. At the Place Bellecour, on the site of a monument to the Resistance, he was made to get out of the car. Said a patriot: "On this spot six of our men were odiously assassinated by the Nazis. If you did not know it, now you do. Take off your hat and observe one minute of silence." Clenching his teeth, Sacha complied. Notoriously fond of talking, he was silent for an entire minute. His captors took flashbulb pictures which turned up in the Lyon newspaper Le Progres. Humiliated...