Word: townes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...would like to see him go in the little town where I was reared [Abilene, Kans.] and pick up the evidence-and of course there are some still alive [who remember] when I was there, you know-and let them tell him the story of how hard I worked . . . He said in one of his conversations to Mr. Nixon: 'What do you know about work? You never worked.' Well, I can show him the evidence that...
...sordid development, Cabazon got more than its share of human tumbleweed, and with it on the hot desert winds came unbridled avarice and violence. The town is stonily accustomed to all sorts of trouble. In Cabazon last month, a Four-square Gospel preacher and a gun-toting bandit-who was shot to death by Los Angeles cops the next night-fought a grim, barefisted battle for the right to buy the festering town dump. In Cabazon last fortnight, two octogenarians battled over a woman...
Promised Land. The man who rules Cabazon is an incredible person, even in California politics. His name is L. D. (for nothing) Tallent. He drifted into town from Oklahoma eight years ago. His past is murky. His body is tragically misshapen: he was born without legs, with a right arm that ends at the elbow, a left that withers into two malformed fingers. But the face of L. D. Tallent, 41, is alertly handsome, his mind razor keen, his ambition huge...
...Tallent and Kosseff, the manna-mad citizens of Cabazon soon voted to incorporate their town. The specific purpose of the move was to establish a drive-in draw-poker palace; under California law, only incorporated towns may establish poker parlors. In as Cabazon's mayor went L. D. Tallent-and before long he was also police commissioner, fire commissioner and civil defense commissioner (Kosseff, his usefulness fulfilled, soon sloped back toward Hollywood, later died...
Just Deserts. Tallent's bedroom look cost him his majority on the Cabazon town council; it voted him out as mayor, although he kept his place on the council itself. It was L. D. Tallent who seized the initiative, forced a recall election of the council members, including himself. At high noon on election day last week, the temperature in Cabazon reached 110°. But resting beside his 40-ft., indoor swimming pool, Tallent was cool to the point of indifference. "I don't care if I win this election or not," he drawled...