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...hurdles ahead. Not only must they actually line up enough proxies to oust Schenck and Schary, but they must find a competent man to replace Vogel. They have already offered the presidency to Leonard Goldenson, president of American Broadcasting-Paramount Theatres, Abe Schneider, vice president of Columbia Pictures, and Lew Wasserman, president of Music Corp. of America. All three turned it down. Said the Lehman-Lazard spokesman: "At February's annual meeting, the two investment companies will be able to walk in and take control without a fight-provided they find the right man to direct the company...
...Author John (Ten North Frederick) O'Hara has developed an idea that may in future save the public ear from being so painfully chewed by Hollywood's more persistent ego beavers. He has written a "biopic" without a bio. The heroes of this latest vanity film are Lew Brown, Ray Henderson and the late Buddy de Sylva, the well-known Tin Pan Alley team of the '203. But the story is the story of three other guys: O'Hara just made it up. Furthermore, he made it (with the help of William Bowers and Phoebe Ephron...
Much of the credit for Ford's change belongs to one of the new team's least-known members: natty, quiet-spoken Lew Crusoe, 61, production boss. Minnesota-born Crusoe, a onetime forester, rose to become Fisher Body controller for General Motors, quit in 1945 to raise Herefords. A few months later a call from Bendix Aviation's Ernest Breech lured him back from cows to horsepower; when Breech went to fast-slipping Ford the next year, along went Crusoe. Accounting Expert Crusoe supervised the day-today unraveling of the tangled finances left by old Henry, after...
...young (21) Australians squared off, and Ken started slowly, losing the first set 6-4. But he wore a curious frown. It could have been dejection; more likely it was wonder. For Lew Hoad's dangerous serve didn't seem so wicked after all, he was far from impressive at the net, and in the tricky wind his overhead game was unbelievably sloppy. All of a sudden Ken Rosewall stumbled on the exciting idea that he might very well...
...drives flicked baseline chalk so often that overworked linesmen seemed to make more errors than he did. He pulled Hoad up with sneaky drop shots. He sent him scurrying toward the baseline after deft lobs that his beefy blond adversary seemed to have forgotten how to handle. He ran Lew Hoad off the slippery green court...