Miller Stanton best man; Joanie Loew-swacked on champagne punch-matron of honor. Dudley Smith the hit of the reception-stories, Gaelic songs. Parker and Green came at Ellis Loew's request; boy captain Ed Exley showed up. The Morrows' social circle pals rounded out the guest list-and swelled old Welton's huge backyard to bursting.
Marriage vows for his close-out. Bad debts settled good: new calendar days, his 'insurance policy deposition' stashed in fourteen different bank vaults. Scary vows: he pumped himself up at the altar.
Parker buried the Hudgens killing. Bracken and Patchett stalemated. Dudley called off his tail on White, bought his phony reports: no Lynn, White prowling bars at night. He staked Lynn's place for a couple of days, it looked like she had a good thing going with Bud-who always was a sucker.
Like himself
The minister said the words; they said the words; Jack kissed his bride. Hugs, backsiaps-well wishers swept them away from each other. Parker drummed up some warmth; Ed Exley worked the crowd, no sign of his Mexican girl. Nicknames now: 'Shotgun Ed,' 'Triggerman Eddie.' 'L.A.'s Greatest Hero' smiles on a bagman cop marrying up.
Jack found a spot above the pool house-a little rise with a view. Two celebrants stuck out: Karen, Exley. Give him credit: he seized the opportunity, made the Department look bold. He wouldn't have had the stomach for it-or the rage.
Exley. White. Himself
Jack counted secrets: his own, whatever lived at that edge where pornography touched a dead scandal monger and lightly brushed the Nite Owl Massacre. He thought of Bud White, Ed Exley. He sent up a wedding day prayer: the Nite Owl dead and buried, safe passage for ruthless men in love.
CALENDAR
1954
EXTRACT: L.A. «Herald-Express», June 16:
EX-POLICEMAN ARRESTED
Richard Alex Stensland, 40, former Los Angeles police detective and a defendant in the 1951 'Bloody Christmas' police scandal, was arrested early this morning and charged with six counts of armed robbery and two counts of first-degree murder. Arrested with him at his hideout in Pacoima were Dennis 'The Weasel' Burns, 43, and Lester John Miciak, 37. The other men were charged with four armed-robbery counts and two counts of first-degree murder.
The arrest raid was led by Captain Edmund J. Exley, divisional floating commander for the Los Angeles Police Department, currently assigned to head up the LAPD's Robbery Division. Assisting Captain Exley were Sergeants Duane Fisk and Donald Kleckner. Exley, whose testimony in the Bloody Christmas scandal sent Stensland to jail in 1952, told reporters: 'Eyewitnesses identified photographs of the three men. We have conclusive proof that these men are responsible for stickups at six central Los Angeles liquor stores, including the robbery of Sol's Liquors in the Silverlake District on June 9. The proprietor of that store and his son were shot and killed during that robbery and eyewitnesses place both Stensland and Burns at the scene. Intensive questioning of the suspects will begin soon, and we expect to clear up many other unsolved robberies.'
Stensland, Burns and Miciak offered no resistance during their arrest. They were taken to the Hall of Justice Jail, where Stensland was restrained from attacking Captain Exley.
BANNER: L.A. «Mirror-News», June 21:
STENSLAND CONFESSES, DESCRIBES
REIGN OF ROBBERY TERROR
BANNER: L.A. «Herald-Express», September 23:
LIQUOR STORE KILLERS CONVICTED;
DEATH PENALTY FOR EX-POLICEMAN
EXTRACT: L.A. «Times», November 11:
STENSLAND DIES FOR LIQUOR STORE
KILLINGS-GUNMAN FORMER POLICEMAN
At 10:03 yesterday morning, Richard Stensland, 41 and a former Los Angeles police officer, died in the gas chamber at San Quentin Prison for the June 9 murders of Solomon and David Abramowitz. The killings took place during a liquor store holdup. Stensland was convicted and sentenced on September 22 and refused to appeal his sentence.
The execution went off smoothly, although Stensland appeared inebriated. Present among the press and prison officials were two LAPD detectives: Captain Edmund J. Exley, the man responsible for Stensland's capture, and Officer Wendell White, the condemned killer's former partner. Officer White visited Stensland in his death row cell on execution eve and stayed through the night with him. Assistant Warden B. D. Terwilliger denied that Officer White supplied Stensland with intoxicating liquor and denied that White viewed the execution while drunk himseW. Stensland verbally abused the prison chaplain who was present and his last words were obscenities directed at Captain Exley.
1955
«Hush-Hush» Magazine, May 1955 Issue:
WHO KILLED SID HUDGENS?
Justice in the City of the Fallen Angels reminds us of a line from that sin-sational sepia show «Porgy and Bess». Like 'a man,' it's 'a sometime thing.' As in for instance: if you're a well-connected contributor to demon D.A. Ellis Loew's slush fund and you get murdered-killer beware!!!-L.A. Chief of Police William H. Parker will spare no expense unearthing the fiend who put you on the night train to the Big Adios. But if you're a crusading journalist writing for this magazine and you get chopped into Ken-L Ration in your own living room-killer rejoice!!!-Chief Parker and his moralistic, misanthropic, mindless mongolians will sit on their hands (well worn from palming payoffs) and whistle 'justice is a sometime thing' while the killer whistles Dixie.
It has now been two years since Sid Hudgens was fatally slashed in his Chapman Park living room. Two years ago the LAPD had its (sticky, graft-ridden) hands full with the infamous Nite Owl murder case, which was resolved when one of their members took the law into his own (overweeningly ambitious, opportunistic) hands and shotgunned the shotgunners to the Big Au Revoir. Sid Hudgens' murder was assigned to two flunky detectives with a total of zero 'made' homicide cases between them. They, of course, did not fmd the killer or killers, spent most of their days here at the «Hush-Hush» office reading back issues for clues, scarfing coffee and doughnuts and ogling the comely editorial assistants who flock to «Hush-Hush» because we know where the bodies are buried…
We at «Hush-Hush» tap the inside pulse of the City of the Fallen Angels, and we «have» investigated the Sidster's death on our own. We have gotten nowhere, and we ask the Los Angeles Police Department the following questions:
Sid's pad was ransacked. What happened to the ultra on the QT, ultra secret and ultra «Hush-Hush» files the Sidster was supposed to be keeping-sinuendo even too scalding for us to publish?
Why didn't D.A. Ellis Loew, elected largely on the strength of a «Hush-Hush» article exposing the peccadillos of his incumbent opponent, give us a backscratch in return and use his legal juice to force the LAPD to track down the Sidster's slayer?
Celebrity cop John 'Jack' Vincennes, the famous dope scourge 'Big V,' was a close friend of Sid's and was responsible for many of his crusading exposes on the menace of narcotics. Why didn't Jack (heavily connected to Ellis Loew-we won't utter the word 'bagman,' but feel free to «think» it) investigate the killing on his own, out of paiship for his beloved buddy the Sidster?
Unanswerable questions for now-unless «you», the reading public, take up the cry. Look for updates in future issues-and remember, dear reader, you heard it first here: off the record, on the QT and «very» Hush-Hush.
«Hush-Hush» magazine, December 1955 issue:
JUSTICE WATCH: BEWARE THE
LOEW/VINCENNES COMBINE!!!!
We've pussyfooted long enough, dear reader. In our May issue we marked the second anniversary of the fiendish murder of ace «Hush-Hush» scribe Sid Hudgens. We lamented the fact that his killing remains unsolved, gently prodded the Los Angeles Police Department, D.A. Ellis Loew and his brother-in-law by marriage LAPD Sergeant Jack Vincennes to do something about it, asked a few pertinent questions and got no response. Seven months have passed without justice being done, so here's some more questions:
Where «are» Sid Hudgens' «ultra» sin-tillating and sinsational secret files-the files too hot for even scalding «Hush-Hush» to handle?
Did D.A. Loew quash the Hudgens murder investigation because the crusading Sidster recently published an expose on «Badge of Honor» producer/director Max Pelts and his bent for teenage girls, and Pelts was a (five figure!!!) contributor to Loew's 1953 D.A.'s campaign fund?
Has Loew ignored our pleas for justice because he's too busy gearing up for his spring 1957 reelection campaign? Is Jack 'We won't use the word 'Bagman'' Vincennes again shaking down Hollywoodites for contributions for brother-in-law Ellis and thus unable to investigate the Sidster's death?
More on the Big-time Big V:
Is Vincennes, dope-buster supreme, on the sauce and feuding with his much younger rich-girl wife, who persuaded him to leave his beloved Narco Division, but now frets over his working the hazardous LAPD Surveillance Detail????
Fuel for thought, dear reader-and a gentle prodding for belated justice. The search for justice for Sid Hudgens continues. Remember, dear reader: you heard it first here, off the record, on the QT and «very» Hush-Hush.
1956
'Crimewatch' feature, «Hush-Hush» Magazine, October 1956 issue:
GANGLAND DROUGHT AS COHEN
PAROLE APPROACHES: WILL FEAST
