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Only a few friends gathered at Cleveland's Union Terminal last week when Bill Veeck (rhymes with heck) left town. But Cleveland knew he had been there. For 3½ years, as majority stockholder and impresario of the Cleveland Indians, 35-year-old Promoter Veeck had turned the crank that gave the town its dizziest merry-go-round ride in years...
...sparkling burgundy (which he called "bubble ink"). His pinkish-blond hair was as much a trademark as his open-throat shirt, his fetish against wearing hats, ties or overcoats. "I'm a publicity hound," he told Cleveland sportwriters when he took over the Indians. And ex-Marine Bill Veeck, who had lost a leg as a result of combat injuries on Bougainville, always made good copy...
Divorced. William Veeck (rhymes with wreck), 35, canny Barnum of baseball, president of the Cleveland Indians since 1946; by Eleanor Raymond Veeck, thirtyish, onetime Ringling Bros, circus equestrienne; after almost 14 years of marriage, three children; in Tucson, Ariz...
...Cleveland, there was a wake. After 113 days of squatting on a platform above his confectionery store "until the Indians got back in first place," Exhibitionist Charley Lupica (TIME, Aug. 19) was invited down last week by Bill Veeck, exhibitionist president of the Cleveland baseball club. In the mathematics of the 1949 pennant race, the Indians, World Series winners a year ago, were dead. To mourn the sad occasion, Veeck, crowned with a silk hat but still without a tie (he never wears one), drove a horse-drawn hearse into Municipal Stadium with all the Indians trailing along as pallbearers...
...only Cleveland base-bailer who was having trouble. For a while it seemed that most of the other Indians, spectacular world champions of 1948, were turning up their toes. After they had lost 17 of their first 29 games, the club's publicity-minded president, Bill Veeck, announced that they were going to start the season all over again. There was a mock flag-raising ceremony and the gag snapped some life into the weary Indians. Then the club slumped again; its hitting was sadly...