Bonita Woods And The Mid Century Development Of Bonita…

Bonita Woods in Bonita, CA, was maybe 1/2 – 2/3rds complete as a tract development by Drogin Homes (Leonard Drogin) when we moved in, February of 1965.

Leonard Drogin was a prominent Mid Century developer in San Diego. He hired the architectural firm Palmer and Krisel to design the destinctive and beautiful Drogin tract homes.

“Pacifica” in San Diego one such development just before creation of Bonita Woods. Drogin’s instruction to architect Bill Krisel designing Bonita Woods was to “tone down” the modernism. “Bonita is horse country!,” He told Krisel.

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Bill Krisel’s portfolio wasn’t limited to tract homes. His custom designed homes, particularly in Palm Springs, earned him international acclaim. He was also a prolific commercial architect. Some of his well known projects include the towers at Coronado Shores and the Del Prado condo tower over looking Balboa Park.

Krisel was an extraordinarily prolific architect, designing more than 30,000 homes, and more than 40, 000 condo units. And that doesn’t include the retail, office, and hotel/motels he designed. He was not only busy in Southern CA, but his resume includes work in Las Vegas, Florida, and Arizona.

Krisel lived long enough to witness and enjoy a second wave, a revival of interest and appreciation of his work, long after he retired. In fact in retirement he found himself busy once again, but this time supervising restoration projects of some his most celebrated work.
Sadly no such focus emerged in Bonita Woods. The term “loss of design integrity” came to that neighborhood. Another term “remuddeling” applies. For those of us who grew up in Bonita Woods, it’s pretty hard to recognize the neighborhood today.

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Here’s an early 1960’s view of the Bonita Valley, specifically the golf course built in the basin of the Sweetwater River plane. The golf course was a big part of the push to bring residences and businesses to Bonita. Hall of Fame golfer Billy Casper owned a home overlooking this golf course in the early to mid 1960’s. Maybe as late as 1971 because I remember having a class with Billy Casper Jr. at Bonita Vista Jr. High School.

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The home he’s in front of was built in the first phase of Bonita Woods on Birch Bark Lane. It was a great Krisel home originally owned by someone in the NCR Company.

Billy Casper’s home was directly across the valley from Bonita Woods on a hilltop. So it was a quick drive for him over to Bonita Woods for this photo shoot.

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These were the model homes of Birchbark Lane, 1963/64. This is a xerox off of micro film, so its grainy blurry view. But you can make out the stubs sticking up near the right side curb. Those are terminals for the underground telephone lines, a big midcentury innovation. The big two story house at the end of the cul de sac was the home of San Diego TV personality Bob Dale. He only lived there a couple of years, but I remember seeing him drive around in his Mercedes convertible. Also note the tree boxes. When we bought our house on Bonita Woods Drive, there was a planter exactly like the one shown. But it didn’t come with the house. It got moved further up to another part of the tract as the new models and home were built and opened up.

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Long horizontal lines of Krisel’s mid century ranch houses. The Bonita Woods sales brochure – which I had a copy for years, but don’t now – had similar drawings and floor plans of the models as seen here in this San Diego Union ad.

A September 22, 1963 San Diego Union article reports “Another subdivision taking advantage of the rural appeal of the (Bonita) area is Bonita Woods, a development with 73 sites along the slopes on the northern end of the valley being developed by Bonita Woods Construction Co., a Leonard Drogin organization. Bonita Woods also features half-acre sites, many with a view overlook of the valley and the golf course. To keep variety in this project, buyers have a choice of 15 floor plans, including two story models, and each plan features optional expansion variations.

“These home range in size from 1600 to 2,654 square feet, with from three to six bedrooms plus a family room, and many of the plans include three bathrooms. Six families have moved into their new Bonita Woods homes.”

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The 1963 article “Bonita Feels Lift Of Allure,” goes on to say “Bonita is on the move.”

“The picturesque rural community in the South Bay area, known for its residential appeal because of it rustic beauty, wooded acreages and the quiet country atmosphere of its surroundings, is now caught up in the rush of a development surge.

Leonard Drogin described Bonita as “Horse Country” and his Bonita Woods was intended to complement and utilize that description

“Current and proposed projects are adding and will add hundred of homes and apartments. Before it tapers off, the prospect are this growth wae will attract accompanying commercial development of similar scope.

A sleepy Telegraph Canyon Road winds through Otay Ranch. All of which became intensely developed.

“Bonita Valley stretches east from Chula Vista six or seven miles to Sweetwater Reservoir. The valley floor is bordered on the north and south sides by rolling, wooded hills with gentle slopes. These hills are covered with large luxury homes, most of them on sites of an acre or more and many of them secluded among towering trees, predominantly eucalyptus. There is natural beauty all about.

Two girls riding bicycles past an old barn on Telegraph Canyon Road

“In fact, Bonita has been termed the Rancho Santa Fe of the South Bay. The homes are not as elaborate as some of the residential extravaganzas in the other community to the north of San Diego, but Bonita has many dwellings on the upper-luxury side. The country atmosphere is also comparable. The location is convenient, too, close to shopping, schools and the metropolitan centers of business and industry. In this respect, Bonita has an advantage over the more distant Rancho.

“It is no wonder, then, that Bonita has undergone a residential building boom. The built-in appeal has attracted a great many new residents, and hundreds of new homes have been erected in the past decade. Through it all the area has retained its rural charm.

“However, the pace of the last decade in Bonita has not been comparable with what is happening there now. Mass-scale development has come to the valley. Large new residential sub-divisions are under way at the moment. More are proposed for the near and not too distant future.

“There are some who are apprehensive, lest the progress will turn Bonita into a crowded suburb at the expense of its rural flavor. In tact, Chula Vista, by the strip technique of annexation, already brought a large acreage in the heart of Bonita into the city.

“But so far, at least, at least the fears are not valid. The country look remains. The new developers themselves realize the basic appeal of the area an are capitalizing on it instead o destroying it.

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“The two largest residential subdivision now being developed, Bonita Woods and Bonita Bel Air, are on the opposite rims of the valley where each home site is at least one-half acre or more. The homes are large and far above the average in cost, with prices starting at $24,000 and ranging up to the $40,000 – $50,000 bracket.

First image William Krisel’s Mediterranean Modern home design on Birch Bark Lane. Variation of that model in the second image on Bonita Woods Drive.

“Bonita Valley also has a man-made beauty safeguard — golf courses. There are two, Bonita Golf Club with an 18 hole course at the western end of the valley and the more recent Bontia Valley Country Club, with a long 18-hole course that winds through the eastern section of the valley.

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Carrol Mohr and Gordon Pettit survey some of the 500 eucalyptus trees to be set out on Bonita Valley Country Club fairways.

“The new golf course, with its series of small lakes and its verdant fairways line with young trees, is perhaps as much responsible for the current surge of Bonita development as any other one factor.

“Homes along the bordering hills, including the dwellings in the new subdivisions, have an overlook of the golf course. Other proposed residential developments will border the fairways and greens.

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Once again Billy Casper as Bonita’s First Resident and spokesman. Also Bill Krisel was not the only great architect at work in mid century Bonita. The Bonita Valley Country Club was a great modern ranch style architectural creation by Master Architect William Lumpkins.

“The Bonita Valley Country Club golf course was opened three years ago. Currently under construction, due for completion and opening in October is an 8,400 sq ft clubhouse., valued at approximately $125,000,which will include dining room, cocktail lounge, a pro shop and administrative offices, as well as locker rooms for for men and women. A large swimming pool is also being installed.

“The clubhouse is designed for expansion as the need arises. The membership is now 250, and expanding toward an eventual goal of 400, with a social membership of 200 or more. Next project on the organization’s schedule is a youth center, with a swimming pool and activity building for children. It will be on a site adjoining the clubhouse.

Bonita’s ever-present San Miguel Peak in the background with a former Bonita Valley Country Club President John Erikson teeing off.
The three founders of Bonita Valley Country Club, Dick Wilson, Gordon Pettit and Dick Allen with club pro John McLaughlin
Gordon Pettit and Club Manager John E Morrison touring the Bonita Valley Country Club Golf Course
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Elsa Marston and Gordon Pettit strolling through the new Bonita Village Shopping Center

Also designed by Master Architect William Lumpkins, The Bonita Village Shopping Center. My earliest memory of it was eating at “La Pinata” Mexican restaurant under the gable of this broad roof.

“Even Bonita Village, with its shopping center of 14 stores and offices including a gas station, is keyed to the rural atmosphere, patterned more after the country store of the Old West than the modern lines of today’s centers. A wide porch like arcade provides the link between shops and offices.

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“The shopping center, completed more than two years ago at a cost of about $500,000 is on Bonita Road, at the western end of the new golf course.

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Sara Pettit, right, and Columbian living with the Pettits. Sara was Gordon Pettit’s daughter. This photo was 1964.

Elsa Marston and Gordon Pettit strolling through the new Bonita Village Shopping Center

“Several other major developments are proposed in this vicinity.

“Daniel Thomas of National City has announced plans for a deluxe apartment project, La Bonita Town and Country, on a 10-acre site bordering the golf course. Proposed are 200 units of one, two and three-bedroom apartments, the buildings clustered around a recreation area, which will include a recreation building and game courts. Sauna baths are also planned.

“The entire project is expected to cost $3 million or more. According to the present design each of the apartments will have a view-window overlook of the golf course.

“The first increment of this development includes 66 apartments. Spokesmen said construction would now be underway, had it not been for the differences of opinion the developer had with the Chula Vista Planning Commission. Thomas presented plans for three-story apartment buildings, rejected by the planner who would limit the height to two stories. The matter is now on appeal before the Chula Vista City Council. Whatever the decision, it is expected the development will get under way soon, even if the plans must be revised.

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There were two gas stations when we moved there in 1965. Note the ranch style architecture of the Standard station. Blending well with the William Lumpkins designs of the country club and shopping center, if it wasn’t designed by him personally. It may have been!

In concert with the new golf course, country club and shopping center was Bonita Verde Estates. The Pettit family had a home there overlooking the golf course.

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From 1964 “Site improvement work is expected to start this week on another new subdivision of 49 sites, each one-half acre, on a 25 acre parcel where Sweetwater Road borders the golf course at the western end. Twenty-six of the home sites will adjoin the fairway.”

“This project, called Bonita Verde, is being developed by Long Construction Co., headed by two brothers, Walter and Herbert Long. The Longs said Bonita Verde is intended for custom homes. They plan no building there themselves, but will offer the sites, fully improved with utilities, to builders or individuals who may want to erect their own custom designed dwellings. All utility line will be placed underground at Bonita Verde. Herbert Long said prices have not yet been set, but he expects these lots will sell for $10,000 or more.

“George Fretz, Chula Vista planning director, said Bonita Verde “should be interesting from the contour standpoint,” even though the natural terrain is relatively flat. The reaso is that each building pad must be terraced higher than the 50 year flood line of the valley. The Sweetwater River bed winds through the middle of Bonita Valley.”

A map of one section of the Bonita Verde Estates tract plan

“Also proposed for future development are 52 acres of truck farm crop lands at the southeastern end of Bonita Valley golf course, Merle F. Palmer of Chula Vista purchased this acreage earlier this month, and said he intends future residential development. “I may sell lots or I may sell home.” said Palmer, “and there are other types of development which I am considering.

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Today’s Google view of Bonita Verde Estates. As with Bonita Woods, this development has suffered the awful blight of ugly remuddeling and other “improvements.” A lot of today’s development tracts come with an owner’s association with design guidelines and restrictions for changes to the master plan elements to better retain community character and quality of living environment. I’ve been to Del Webb projects managed that way. No doubt lessons learned from their earlier well designed projects turning ugly over the years. Sad no such community association guidelines existed for Bonita Woods. That paradise got completely plundered.

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It looks like the original entrance to Bonita Bel Aire got a bit neglected over the decades, including lost lettering. A little sprucing up obviously came along.

“Largest single family homes project now under way in the area is Bonita Bel Air, on a plateau above the valley at the Bonita and Otay Lakes roads interesection.

“Gerald and Lee Patrick Hart of Hart and Sons Construction Co have 80 acres under development. There are 50 houses under construction and nearing completion and plans for 50 more to be started within a month.”

I remember this development had big flags on tall poles to attract people to the site. I also remember the sign indicating the contractor’s and builders name. A red heart was a symbol or logo, Hart and Sons Construction Co. My dad who was a licensed Journeyman Carpenter said the homes in Bonita Woods were better built.

“Many of these homes are on the rim, overlooking the fairways and greens. In fact Gerald Hart was so impressed with the site that he sold his Chila Vista residence and is now constructing a large new luxury home for himself on one of the rim lots.

“All homes in Bonita Bel Aire are in the luxury category, ranging from 1,800 to 2,600 square feel, and priced from $29,000 to $42,000. The homes include three, four and five bedrooms, all with two and one-half bathrooms, and all are on half acre sites. All garage doors are equipped with electric opening devices.

“Hart said the second unit of Bonita Bel Air will include homes in a wide range of price brackets, from $25,000 on up.:

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“The Hart brother last year also developed Bonita Golf Highlands, a subdivision on the north side of the valley. Thirty-one homes in the $29,000 price bracket were built there, all of which have been sold and are now occupied.

“Many San Diego County areas are complaining this year of a slowdown in sales activity, but not so Bonita. Sales records at the new projects are significant of the attraction that living in Bonita holds for prospective buyers.

“In spite of the fact this luxury housing priced at levels much higher than the average, all 24 houses under construction in Bonita Wood have been pre-sold.

“The Hart Bros report 19 sales so far, in their new Bonita Bel Aire, with more in negotiation from prospects who have seen the models. Some families have started moving into the few homes that have been completed.

“Near the western end of the valley is another new subdivision, Bonita Manor, a small one of just 20 homes built by Jack R. Mestler Co. More than half of these have already been sold. The homes, along Duffy Way just off Bonita Mesa Road, are priced at $22,800.

“Also indicative of the development upsurge in Bonita are rising land values.

“Gordon Pettit, one of the owners and the manager of Bonita Village shopping center, said commercial acreage in the alley which could have been bought for around $8,000 an acre five years ago has sold recently for as much as $20,000 to $30,000 and acre, depending on the location.

“Several factors, other than golf courses and the valley’s built-in rural appeal, are figuring in Bonita’s current growth.

” link of the new South Bay Freeway has just been completed, skirting the norhtern edge of Bonita. It provides better travel connection with other major thorough fares, both to the west and the east.

“Also under construction is the new Southwestern College in the Sweetwater Junior College District, a $6 million educational plant just tow and one-half miles up Otay Lakes Road from the heart of Bonita. Construction has started here on 19 school buildings, which will be ready for classes next fall. The construction alone was put under contract at a cost of $4,396,000.

“Southwestern College has a site of 158 acres, but the building will be grouped within 40 acres. The school plant consists of nine sperate complexes, including fa school of business, science, phyial education, liberal arts and so forth. Already there are 2,613 full and part-time students enrolled in this two-year ollege, whih now hold its classes in the Chula Vista High School.

“A part of Bonita’s natural beauty is Glen Abbey Memorial Park, with its famed Chapel of the Roses. The cemetery, dotted with lkes and spreading over lawn covered, wooded, rolling hills, has been there a long time – since 1923 – but the park covers only 29 acres. It has expansion room of more 132 acres.

“New development is also under way in Glen Abbey. Nearing completion is is the high terraced, two story high Sleep Hollow Mausoleum, a steel and concret structure faced with marble. The garden-type mausoleum, costing about $250,000, cover three-fourths of an acre and has 5,000 crypts, pule other ground crypts within the courts of the structure. There are long rang plans on the board for another mausoleum to provide at least 7,500 more crypt.

“Primarily the appeal of Bonita i still the same as it has been for years, a rural home close to urban areas, for country living almost with the city.

“Bonita still has farms, its riding trails, stable and now golfing and recreational facilities. Otay Lake with its boating and sometimes excellent fishing is a few miles away.

“Many Bonita families with ranch homes stable their own horses. For others, the is the Bonita Valley Farms riding academy with stable, corral, riding rings and more than a 100 sadde horse on a 25-acre place at 2905 Bonita Mesa Road, the western section of Bonita Valley. The stables are operated by Bob Bradley, who moved hsi “School of Equitation” to Bonita four years ago from San Diego’s Balboa Park.

“Bradley’s riding stable are active every day, but each Sautrday they draw from 150 to 200 youngerst form Bonita nad othere areas to learn the fine opoing of horsemanship. Bradley said he also has extensive plans foro expansion of hisriding establishment, which includes two clubhouses.

“The Indians discovered the appeal of Bonita ages before the white man.
“They made it one of their meccas as long as 7,000 to 10,000 years ago or so the evidence indicates.

“When grading was underway for Bonita Woods, many Indian relics were found. When the bulldozers dug deeply into the terrain, sign were found of La Jolla Indian culture, at leas some 5,000 years before, so the exerts believe.

“Ages later, the San Diegueno Indians dwelled on this same land, as indicated by the artifacts and relic unearthed near the surface. One spot was found where ancient Indians apparently made their tools. Among the relics was a quaint, cumbersome stone drill.

“”Indian artiacts have also been found on the floor of the valley where the fair ways of the new Bonita Valley Counry Club now meander along the river bed.

“Some studen say the Indians undoubtedly were attracted by the water they found in Bonita.

“But like the moderns today, they also probably found it to be a swell place to live.”

Homewood Or Bust

In February of 1947 Bill and Jeanne Soderberg, with baby Sam in tow, hit the road and struck toward a new life and livelihood in the Chicago neighborhood of Homewood, Illinois. No mention of the decision factors in this bold move. But considering Bill was mustered out of the Marine Corp at the end of July in 1946 he was probably looking for the best opportunities to earn the family bread. Weighing his skills as a carpenter and home builder he may have seen Chicago as opportunity where carpenters earned good Union wages. He possessed a Journeyman Carpenter Certificate.

It appears the genesis of the Chicago idea emerged during the Yule season of 1946

From Helen Hussey’s Diary. December 22, 1946 – “Jeanne and Bill over – they are thinking of going to Chicago!”

Helen’s diary reveals an extremely active time in 1946 for her, Sam Hussey, Jeanne, Bill, and Sam. Their lives and households interfaced on a daily basis. Sam and Helen Hussey had a very active social life with names such as the Kings and the Grandjeans. Husseys over to their place. Them over to the Hussey’s. M0vie going, concert going, site seeing, eating out a lot, night clubs “bar hopping,” nights listening to the radio and reading, and the ever consistent “sherrying” before bed.

Mom’s caption “Our Trip to Homewood, Illinois. February 14, 1947. This is Superstition Mountain where we camped all night.”

Helen’s Diary. January 11, 1947. “Kids in for a minute. They expect to leave for Chicago around the first (of February).” Helen also mentioned meeting Hussey at the plant, then having lunch at Gotham. Then went to a cat show. “Good!” They went to the Shepards at night. Irene and Leon came to visit, as well as “the kids.”

1931 Model A Ford with fully loaded trailer in tow.

Helen’s Diary. February 11, 1947 – “Took care of the baby while Jeanne and Bill were over at their place cleaning and packing.”

That’s Likely part of the Superstition Mountains in the background. The saguaro indicates the Sonoran Desert. These clues might help locate the abandoned adobe in the following pictures. 

Helen’s Diary. February 12, 1947 “Bill finished packing the trailer. They’re all here, all night.” Helen had been downtown shopping and bought Jeanne long underwear and jeans. She also bought yarn to knit a sweater and socks.

Mom’s caption says “Jeanne and Sam in Arizona on way to Homewood, Ill. 

Helen’s Diary. February 13, 1947  “Another mad day. The Kings over at night to bid Kids good bye. Also Bob Beattie. Then the kids went to Bill Beattie’s house after 10. I had a hard time getting to sleep. Hussey bought Jeanne and me Valentines Candy.”

Adobe ruins that appear to be along the roadside.

Helen’s Diary. February 14, 1947 “Up about 4:30. Kids left a little after 5:00. Found they forgot their food!
Washed a lot of clothes, and got the mess fairly organized. Nite, awfully quiet here without the Kids. Sam and I shared a bottle of sherry.” Helen started knitting a white sweater.

“Arizona Jeanne and Sam Soderberg.

Helen’s Diary. February 16, 1947 “I miss the kids and wonder where they are tonight.” The day before “Sam to meet Harry Olsen, some new business deal. He stopped in on his way home and TALKED! Kings over with Sherry – quite a session.”

Roadside Adobe ruins

Helen’s Diary. February 17, 1947 “I wrote to Jeanne. Got a card from Jeanne mailed in Arizona. They discovered they forgot food at Riverside.”

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Helen’s Diary. “February 18, 1947 “A card from Jeanne from Phoenix.”

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Helen’s Diary. February 19, 1947 “Ash Wednesday. Wrote to Jeanne.”

Helen’s Diary. February 22, 1947 “Wire from Bill, safe arrival in Homewood!!” Helen writes it was a busy day with Gordon and the the Grandjeans there at night.

 

Helen’s Diary. February 23, 1947 “Lovely midsummer-like day. Wrote to Jeanne and sent airmail. Also sent them a wire.” Helen spent the evening reading, knitting, and listening to the radio. John King was there for a few hours.

February 24, 1947 “Wrote to Jeanne and Tony.” Knitting at night

“New Mexico.”

Helen’s Diary. February 27, 1947 “Cards from Jeanne.”

March 1, 1947 “I started knitting socks for Bill for Easter.”

Helen’s Diary. March 13, 1947 “Two letters from Jeanne.” The day before Helen mentioned having lunch at a drive-in, then to see a model Post War home on Wilshire. “Really something,” she said.

Helen’s Diary. March 15, 1947  “John King over in the afternoon and for dinner. Nite, Grandjeans over and stayed all night. Didn’t get to bed until 4 a.m.”

March 28, 1947 “I made Jeanne’s dress and knitted the baby’s socks.”

 

Helen’s Diary. March 29, 1947 “Packed and mailed kid’s Easter package.”

Helen’s Diary. April 1, 1947 “A letter from Jeanne. I wrote some to her at nite.”

This appears to be an accidental double or triple exposure which can happen in older cameras when one doesn’t realize you’re at the end of a film roll. Or if you fail to advance the film at any given point. 

“Arizona.”

Judging by the number of similar shots featuring the packed Model A ford as a focal point, conceivably Dad considered this packing job to be a personal feat of engineering.

Helen’s Diary. April 11, 1947 “Went to an antique show at the Pan Pacific Auditorium. Lots of things to see.”
April 17, 1947 “Went to the beauty parlor at 3:30 – did a Rotten job on my hair.” She went back the next day to have it redone. “Better,” she said.
April 20, 1947 “Wrote to Jeanne.”

April 23, 1947 “Went downtown and bought the baby birthday gifts – train, t-shirt and cards. Hollywood at night with Sam. Then to the library and home for sherry.”

Helen’s Diary. April 24, 1947 “Received photos from Jeanne.”

Mom’s caption “Car and Arizona.” Dad’s caption “Homewood, Illinois Or Bust Feb 14, 1947”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

March 1, 1947 “I started knitting socks for Bill for Easter.”
May 5, 1947 “Wrote to and sent Jeanne a package.”

Helen’s Diary May 10, 1947 “Got a card from Jeanne for Mother’s Day. ”

Homewood Trip 1947  Mom’s caption “This is in the good sized mountain range in New Mexico. It was good and steep. The rocks were a pretty reddish color.”                                                                           

Helen’s Diary May 19, 1947 “Kings here for dinner then we went to the Wallace rally at Gilmore Stadium. It was packed. A terrific speech by Katherine Hepburn. Wallace was fine.”
May 21, 1947 “Up early, wrote a long letter to Jeanne. To Main Street to see Duel In The Sun.”
May 26, 1947 “Wrote a long letter to Jeanne.”

May 28, 1947 “Wrote to Jeanne.”

Helen’s Diary June 12, 1947 “Letter and card from Jeanne, wrote to her.”

Helen’s Diary June 19, 1947 “Went to the Home Show at the Pan Pacific Auditorium. And stopped at Frank’s bar!”

June 21, 1947 “Letter from Jeanne and Bill. They want to come back to California”

Mom “Big Huge Grade In New Mexico.”

 Helen’s Diary June 23, 1947 “Wrote to Jeanne and Bill. Went to Post Office.”

Mom’s caption “This is the other side of that Big Mountain in New Mexico.”

 Helen’s Diary June 29, 1947 “Bill phoned. Jeanne arrives Tues 8:30 A.M. on the Chief!! Short notice. Have date that night at Grandjeans”

Helen’s Diary July 1, 1947 “Up early and drove and met Jeanne and baby. Train on time, 8:30. Kids look fine. Night at Grandjeans.”

Helen’s Diary July 2, 1947 “Hot day. Worked a lot in the garden. Nite, John King over for a minute. Jeanne and I took a walk.”

Mom’s noteThe Ozarks.”                                                                                                                                                      

July 5, 1947 “Slept most of the day and finished doing the dishes. Jeanne and baby to Mrs. Teter.” 

Dad’s caption “We made it February 1947” 

Helen’s Diary July 7, 1947 “Jeanne and I to the pictures. Odd Man Out with James Mason.”

Mom’s caption “Taken the day after we arrived.” 

Helen’s Diary July 10, 1947 “Jeanne over to Teters and came home upset.”

“Sam’s second birthday April 30, 1947 Homewood, Ill.”

Helen’s Diary July 14, 1947 “I watched the baby while Jeanne went to Santa Monica.”

Helen’s Diary July 19, 1947 “Bill called from Blythe at night.”

Helen’s Diary July 20, 1947 “Lazy quiet day. Teter came over for Jeanne. Bill and Jeanne over in the evening. Sherry.”

Helen’s Diary July 21, 1947 “Kids over to pick stuff up.”

Helen’s Diary July 26, 1947 “Jeanne and Bill over for dinner. Nice evening.”

July 29, 1947. “To Main Street today. At nite Jeanne and Bill over.”
July 31, 1947 “Went downtown early for Month End sales. Terrific crowds. Bought shoes, P.J.’s, robe and seersucker suit. Jeanne here in the afternoon and left at 4:30. Claire here at night. Tom Collins.” They were on a Hi Ball streak for a while. Then Tom Collins. With Sherry in between.

Helen’s Dairy August 3, 1947. “Jeanne and Bill over again.”
Similar diary entries up until August 17, 1947. But then…

On August 17  Helen went on vacation. Hussey stayed home. She got on an air conditioned bus that would take her to Las Vegas where she won a dollar!
“Quite a bus driver from Vegas to Cedar City where we stayed at a nice hotel. There was a desert storm.”
August 18 “Arrived at Zion at 11:00. Nice lunch then I took a one mile hike. The scenery is out of this world. The night is a starlit wonder. Good dinner, corny entertainment after which we left.”

August 19 “Took horseback ride to Angel’s Landing, back for lunch and left at 12:30 through Kaibab Forest – heavenly. Arrived at the Grand Canyon at 5:30 Nite, Grand Hotel. Huge dinner and a cute show.”
August 20 “Huge breakfast. Wrote cards, walked to Bright Angel Point. Afternoon to a trip around the rim of the canyon to Cape Royal highest point. To a program at night. It stormed over the canyon today.”
August 21 “Most spectacular day. Mule trip down canyon. Had to turn back on account of the storm, but 5 hours on the trail. Evening one of the best sunsets seen here. Last day at the canyon. Leave in the morning at 8:30.”
August 22 “Left Grand Canyon and arrived at Bryce at 2. Lunch and Rim Trip. Bus driver, Don,a geology student. Nite to lecture and show. And meet the famous Hodes Church. Cold, cold at night.”

August 23 “Terrific walk in the morning. Left Bryce at 2:00 p.m. and lovely drive to Ceder Breake. Chicken dinner there. Arrived Cedar City around 9 p.m. Stayed the night at Escalante Hotel and saw some Indians from India.”
August 24 “Up at about 6:45 NICE breakfast. Left Cedar City about 8:45. Stopped at Las Vegas for lunch. Then Barstow for dinner. Vegas to Barstow trip hot and tiresome. Arrived in L.A. at 9:39. Sam met me and we took a taxi home. Had sherry and talked.”

By August 31 everything appears settled and routine. Bill went on a fishing trip. The day before Helen and Hussey went window shopping in Hollywood. They played records at Wallach’s Music City. Then went downtown and visited the Bradbury Building, Olvera Street, and home about 9. And drank sherry.

All in all a two great weeks for Helen!

 

Val Martin – His Troubled And Tragic Life

Rampart Boulevard is a busy urban street in the Los Angeles neighborhood of Rampart Village. An area bordered by McAurther Park, Westlake and Echo Lake.

The house at 206 South Rampart Boulevard was shrouded in darkness by 10:30 PM on Wednesday June 10th, 1936. A most typical night with the usual hum of traffic – cars, busses and streetcars. However homeowner Mrs. Ethel Read heard what sounded like 3 gun shots. She looked out her window. Nothing unusual was seen in the light or in shadows of her front porch. Nor in the darkness beyond.

“Backfires from a car,” she thought. She and her husband George Read retired for the evening.

By the light of morning Mr. Read would discover an entirely different and shocking scene on his front porch as he went to pick up the newspaper.

He shouted “Ethel come here!” She rushed downstairs and laid her eyes on the horrific sight that George had just stepped upon.

A hand written caption on the back of this photo reads “Otto. Who would ever think that he would do what he did. Poor boy Otto.”

He was born Rudolph Otto Martin, 1890. He went by Otto until early adulthood when he then decided he liked being called Val instead.

Mom told me he envied/idolized the film actor Rudolph Valentino, the most celebrated romantic lead actor of the silent film era.  Being that Rudolph was already his birth name, going by Rudolph Otto “Valentino” Martin probably seemed like a good fit to him.

Otto “Val” was the first born child of German immigrants Otto Rudolph Martin of Saxony, and Agnes Franzenbach of Cöln. They are my great grand parents. Their son Otto (“Val”) is my mom’s dad. He’s the grandfather I never knew – and that was because of that most disturbing event on that Rampart Boulevard front porch on the night of June 10, 1936.

Image source “Bette’s Story, Bette Jane Baker Clarno, An Autobiography.”  

Otto “Val” Martin 1893

I’m not sure we can ever pinpoint exactly when the mind of Val Martin started having dark disturbing thoughts. Certainly the face of a child provides no clues. Not that I can tell.

Image source “Bette’s Story, Bette Jane Baker Clarno, An Autobiography.”  

Otto “Val” Martin, 1894

He seems to be a perfectly happy child.

The Martins – “Dad” and “Mutti”

Val’s mother and father certainly provided very well for him. And his brothers and sisters appear to have all had “normal” lives.

Image source “Bette’s Story, Bette Jane Baker Clarno, An Autobiography.” 

“Dad” in front of one of the beach cottages he built in Long Beach, Washington. A family vacation spot as well as rental revenue source. Jeanne went vacationing there in 1938 – and documented in this posting  Jeanne Martin Pictures Of My Vacation In Washington (Long Beach) Summer 1938

Val’s father Otto Rudolph Martin “Dad” was born July 19, 1853 in Oederan, Kingdom of Saxony – today part of Germany. He immigrated to the US on August 5, 1881. His livelihood or trade as listed by the Census was in bakery and grocery.

Val’s mother Agnes Franzenbach, “Mutti” was born April 4, 1865 in Cöln, Germany . She immigrated to the U.S. on October 25, 1889 along with her first husband John Michels.

The 1900 census noted her livelihood was saleswoman.

Father Otto, who preferred going by Rudolph or “Dad,” and Agnes Frazenbach “Mutti” were married in Walla Walla, Washington on June 18, 1891.

“Mutti” in 1895 – Perhaps in her saleswoman role, donning a Horse Shoe Tobacco Company hat.

All the while “Dad” was selling and delivering grocery and baked goods, the photo record reveals something else. “Dad” was a one man land developer – the Martins built and owned rental property. This photo shows him in a wagon as the caption reads “Dad Martin – the building being built is Dad’s State Hotel. His Delivery wagon.”

The back caption reads, “The Pendleton house where all of us were born.” That would include all the Martin brothers and sisters. The first was Rudolph Otto “Val” Martin. Then came Carola Susanna Martin born in 1893, Frances Amelia Martin in 1897, and Lewis Burdette Martin in 1903. Likely the home shown here was sold by the family to upgrade for needed space and to boost potential rental income or real estate sales profit.

Jeanne’s cousin Bette (Bette was the daughter of Val’s sister Frances) wrote in her autobiography “You see, my grandparents were LANDLORDS!. They rented everything they could!”

A front caption reads “We are all here 1907 Carola, Mama, Otto, Frances, Dad, and Lewis. Home on Kerby and Graham Avenue (Portland Oregon) that Collins (Myrtles people ) bought from us.

Again the selling of this house likely paid for construction of their next home.

A “go-to” source for a lot of this family history was put together by Mark DiVecchia on his site Family of Otto Rudolph Martin and Agnes Frazenback.

Otto “Val.” from the above photo, 1907

We can only have a general guess what young Val’s life dreams were. But we can learn something from his own words. He was an adventurer. Seemingly in search of something undefined and perhaps elusive. However his descriptions are void of satisfaction or self worth as he traveled the globe – in search of “whatever.”

Illustrated Stationery Val Martin used in 1911

We know that he was in China in the year 1911 as indicated by a letter he wrote from the Philippines to his sister Carola.

“I just returned from a four months stay in China and at present in a very unsettled state.

“At some later date I shall describe to you in detail my visit to the Orient. But at present my mind is too confused to attempt it.

“Sis my life this last four years has been one of ceaseless roving. The Wanderlust dear, and it seems as though I can not banish it.

“Lack of will power I guess. But someday it must cease.

“Just a few weeks ago I was contemplating a trip to South America. I long to go there but I simply have banish all thought of it.”

More negative “self talk” from the same letter he wrote to Carola in 1912

“I now realize I am the most ungrateful – no, no, I don’t mean that – for God knows how grateful I am to be the possessor of the love of such a mother as ours, but it looks as though I were not grateful.

“I mean Sis I’m the most undeserving son that God ever let live.”

Then his wanderlust took him to Alaska. In a letter dated September 18th 1915, Otto wrote,

“Dear Mother & Dad.

“Things are very quiet here and I am working only about half time. But I get as much as $7.00 a day when I do work and I think I have a very good proposition in view for the winter.”

“I am batching. I live in a little cabin, and it does not cost me a great deal to live.”

“I like it here very much, and I think that I will go into the interior in the spring, that is if I make enough here this winter.”

“We have just about the same weather here (Juneau) that we have there in Portland.”

“It sure knows how to rain, but it sure was fine here this summer.”

The caption only reads “Val in Alaska with ?”

“I am sending you a couple of snap shots that I had taken while I was up with the Alaska Development Company. “

“I made $8.00 a day for three days with them, and I had a good time on the side.”

“I hope that you all are well. I have a pretty bad cold but I guess that will pass in a little while, I sure hope so. My nose is running all of the time, and I have to use three or four handkerchiefs a day.”


“I am not working this week, but I will have a few days this coming week. I am very sorry Doc Mann will have to wait until I get steady work until I pay him.”

“I certainly do not propose to send him five dollars and then go hungry myself. Things are damn high up here.”

“I have $25.00 in the bank here, and I sure intend to keep it right there. And if it should happen that work is slack I will have something to live on.”

“I intend to keep that much ahead all of the time. I know I have gone without a number of meals just in order to save that amount. I will pay every cent that I owe some of these days. I know I will make good here, but it will take time. And so it is absolutely no use to try and rush me.

“I hope the kids are all O.K., and that they have a good teacher there at Oak Grove Grove.

“Answer soon General Delivery Juneau Alaska. –Otto.”

My mother pointed to World War I as the event that damaged her father mentally. She said he was gassed in France.

There are three surviving letters he wrote from England in 1917 and 1918 to his sister Carola. There is no description of a mustard gas attack. Although there is mention of illnesses, injury and recovery. There’s nothing from him after February 12, 1918. From that date to November 11, 1918 it may well be possible his suffered injury from chemical warfare.

He could have been in the thick of battle as his letter from January  4, 1918 states:

“To begin. My ailment – While in France I am attached to a field ambulance. One dark and stormy night, Fritz (the German army) was putting them over hot and fast. My it was formidable to say the least. And dear my delicate constitution couldn’t stand the strain, and in order to make sure that I got a rest, my appendix appendicated, only it played just a little too rough and I came very near turning up my dear little toes before they could get me to the doctor. But (so the Doc says), I got there just in time, and am feeling none the worse for my experience. ”

Apparently Val had the appendix removed at a certain point. His letter from February 12, 1918 reads:

“I have quite recovered from my illness. The wound has healed wonderfully – it is about a neat an operation one would care to see. I enjoyed my vacation thoroughly.”

He went on to describe his time off – a visit to Scotland.

“During my checkered and desultory career, it is reasonable to suppose that I have been party to numerous affaires d’ amour, flirtatious intrigues, infatuations, and what not.  But thus far have avoided ‘the net.’

“At present my affections have been hopelessly captured by a bonnie lass in Scotland. I have been just as hopelessly involved before.

“Our life is monotonous to be sure. But we have our odd moments of enjoyment and inertia. At five o’clock our day is finished and from then on until nine o’clock our time is our own. We employ our free hours in our own ways, according to our individual likings. Some drink (I am not one, I have not acquired that vice, though I have many). Others gamble (one of my vices in a small way). Others go for walks about town. A few of the more fortunate ones call on girl friends living in the adjacent villages.

“I go to the movies.” His letter from Alaska years earlier said that too.

“I spend most of my money on smokes, soap and toilette necessities, tooth brushes, paste, etc.”

His letters spend a great amount of ink describing the unpleasant rigors of roll call, drilling – being yelled at by drill instructors – and the strict regimentation and discipline demanded of soldiers.

“I am at present attached to the 1st Canadian Command Depot undergoing the torture of physical training and am gaining strength very rapidly.

“I hope to get up to London within the next few days. But hopes are fragile structures in army life. It is mostly a case of live in hopes and die in despair with us.”

With his assignment in a field ambulance if Val was not directly in the line of fire, then it is likely he saw the aftermath of it. Picking up injured or dead soldiers.

“You surely can be glad that the awful war has not penetrated into our home land. The wanton devastation and cruel murder of women and defenseless children is appalling. God grant that you never have to suffer the torture of this side.

“They may rake your loving brother out from under the debris of some ruined chateau. ”

The P.S. from Val’s letter of November 12, 1917 is worth noting.

“I was given the sobriquet of Val years ago, and have used it more or less ever since.”  Signed, “V”

The back caption reads “Val after he came back from war.”

Regardless if he was gassed in France or not, as my mother said he was, boys who go to war come back changed men upon resuming civilian life. It was a time when there was no real evaluation of a soldier’s mental health, much less treatment for it. If something was slightly off about Val before serving on the battlefield of France, it can be assumed it was far worse afterwards. The two women that Val married after the war would be the witnesses to that mental condition and behavior.

The next few photos show Val had returned to the Martin family home during his post World War I period. This one was located in Oak Grove, Oregon.

Caption reads “Val at our home in Oak Grove, Or” There is a pin Val wears in several photos from this period. Perhaps an Army pin or service medal.

Another photo with Val, the pin, and the Oak Grove home.

Val Martin, second from the right.

There is no telling what brought Val Martin to Santa Rosa sometime between 1918 and 1921. At one point his sister Carola moved to San Francisco. He may have gone to see her. In his letter from Alaska there’s mention of an individual named “Doc”  he owed money to, but planned to take his time repaying. The man pictured on the far right next to the cigarette smoking Val is “Doc,” according the caption written on the back.

Val Martin

At a certain point Val Martin realized he could utilize his good looks, smart attire, tales of his world travels, to charm if not mesmerize younger women. Teenage girls were his obvious preference.

It would turn out he would fabricate many fanciful stories, tell tales, and to make claims and promises about money and a quality of life he was never able to fulfill. At some point he learned to be very manipulative of the girls he courted,  which sadly in the end took the form of fatal obsession.

Family Archives – Caption reads “perhaps Helen’s graduation photos.”

Helen was an orphan at a young age. Her mother Julia Delano Cordes was a professional singer and music teacher. Her father John Cordes was in the mining business. A prospector, perhaps.

When Julia suddenly passed away at a young age, Julia’s third husband William Larkin put tiny Helen onto a train that connected with a ferry to San Francisco – with a note attached to Helen reading “I am an Orphan.”

Julia’s sister May Delano Bridinger and May’s husband Leon were either at the train station in Oakland or at the ferry landing in San Francisco waiting for Helen.

Helen was well loved and cared for but had a very strict upbringing, according to what Helen told me.  And she never forgot that she had been an orphan. And she never had much affection or felt close to her step father Leon. She knew very little about her father John Cordes. And just as little about William Larkin.

Perhaps those early life experiences – the void of not having a close father figure – that crafted her interest in older men. She was only in High School when she met Val Martin. He was at least 30 years old at the time. She was a teenager. Her second husband Sam Hussey was also notably older than Helen.

Regardless by the end of High School Helen was anxious to start adulthood. To be free from the watchful eye and control of her step mother and father. Especially her step father.

Helen took up smoking cigarettes – a rebellious habit – knowing they would disapprove.

They had her enrolled in Elocution classes. Part of the class was public speaking which she was good at. So much so she was encouraged to be in the school play. But Helen was busy focusing on extracurricular activities of young adulthood. She didn’t have time for that – as she sought her independent identity.

“Every Saturday night was a country dance,” said Helen. “It was so much fun. I went with a fellow who didn’t go to high school. Otto. I went out with him a few times.

“After high school I started Junior College but had to make up a chemistry class I didn’t take in high school. So then I decided I’d go to a business school.

“Mother was terribly disappointed. They wanted to send me to Mills College – but I don’t think they could afford it.

“I had a friend living in San Francisco. She had a job and could have gotten me a job. But I needed money to go. But my parents wouldn’t let me.

“So I decided I’d try borrowing money from Val. He wouldn’t let me either but took me down and said ‘Let’s get married’ instead.’

“I was so determined to get away from home, so I said yes. Which was a mistake. I was 18 and he was 31.”

A caption reads “The Newlyweds Helen and Val.” Helen graduated from High School in June, 1921. She became Mrs. Val Martin almost exactly a year later on June 23, 1922.

Family Archives – Helen and Val Martin in happier times.

Helen and Val in Santa Rosa. The photo suggests no cracks in their marriage yet.

Val basking on a beach along the Russian River near Santa Rosa. Happier times for the couple. Perhaps being near the watchful eye of Helen’s parents kept Val’s behavior in check. Or just the initial fun of married life hadn’t worn thin yet.

The R&R in this photo would eventually come to an end. The man who loved to watch movies in his free time sought to make movies his career. The couple moved to Southern California. Perhaps he had a  fantasy of himself being the next Valentino. Because in his mind he was indeed “Valentino,” if in name only.

Helen and Val came to Long Beach, CA where their daughter Jeanne was born September 22, 1923

Family Archives – Val and Jeanne Martin

Val and Baby Jeanne. One address listed was 1147 Appleton Street, Long Beach. Another was 2239 East Sixth Street, Long Beach

There appeared to be some domestic happiness in the early days if not years of the marriage.

Some entries from Jeanne’s Baby Book.

November 1, 1923 – “The first time Jeanne slept through the night without once waking.”

Sunday November 4, 1923 – “Jeanne’s longest motor trip so far. As far South as La Jolla.”

Friday November 9, 1923 – “Baby noticed her hands. Just lay and gazed at them.”

Wednesday November 14, 1923 “Baby laughed, surprised me so. She gazed at me and heard Lewis’ fish story – it was too much for her. She just began to chuckle to beat the band.

“Baby Jeanne showed her ability to mimic when not quite seven months old. Her Daddy made a peculiar noise in his throat which she mimicked exactly. And they kept it up for some time.”

Family Archives – Jeanne and Val Martin

“At first Val had a window shade business in Beverly Hills. It was just a small place back then. Not like it is now with all the fancy shops and what not.

“Then we moved to Hollywood and he worked on movie sets – he worked in the studio props department. Then I worked at the studios too.  I worked at the Make-Up department, the Costume department, and I did “extra” work.

Family Archives – There are a number of early Hollywood keepsakes in Helen’s photo collection. Various silent stars she must have known or worked with.

“I worked at United Artists. Douglas Fairbanks, Mary Pickford and Charlie Chaplin had that. Although Chaplin didn’t work there. He had his own studio on La Brea. ”

Chaplin at work at his Studio on La Brea. Scene from “A Day’s Pleasure.”

“I used to see him (Chaplin) all the time when we lived in Beverly Hills. He had a topless car, a roadster sort of sports car.

“Once Jeanne and I were in a restaurant on Hollywood Boulevard. Chaplin and his manager were two booths away. All of a sudden Jeanne jumped up and ran to him. She called him daddy! I grabbed her and he just laughed. I think he said something.”

Maybe the incident indicates Val might not have been a steady presence in Jeanne’s life by that time.

No written or oral account of the car. But Val looking very Hollywoodish indeed. The note is Jeanne’s writing.

Val’s mother and niece –  Mutti and Jeanne’s cousin Bette – came to visit Hollywood when Jeanne was only 3 years old. This paragraph is from Bette Clarno’s autobiography.

“Mutti and I then went to Los Angeles to see Uncle Val (my mother’s brother), his wife, Helen, and their little three year-old daughter, Jeanne. Uncle Val was doing the extra in the movies bit, and he took us to see a movie set. I remember a bunch of fake trees. Funny what sticks in your mind. The night we were there, Jeanne came running into the room before bedtime, stark naked, and danced the Black Bottom for us…a jazzy little number of the 20’s. I saw Uncle Val just one more time when he came to the beach one summer while we were there. He didn’t stay close to his family.”

Family Archives – from Helen’s scrapbook. No note on this publicity photo. Someone will correct me if it is not Theda Barra. I believe it is.

“And when I went to the market in Beverly Hills at the time I’d see Fritz Lang. I’d see him marketing there. And I used to see Theda Barra parked out front. With those brooding eyes, she was always the vampire!

“At MGM there was Joseph Schildkraut–Cecil B Demille was directing that picture. I think it was the King of Kings. H.B. Warner played the part of Jesus. Schildkraut played Judas. I used to see Buddy Rogers and Marie Dressler. They were interesting to watch work except it got so boring. They did the scene over and over and over again. I don’t know if they do the same thing with talking movies, but the silent movies were that way.

In 1926 Helen and Jeanne were extras in Valentino’s Son Of The Sheik. That’s Helen and Jeanne in the background.

Family Archives

“I worked on a John Barrymore picture. But I didn’t meet him directly. One time they were shooting at night and he was on the set. He said something and I made a crack to whomever was next to me. Barrymore thought it was funny and he laughed. I had spoiled the shot.

“So next day the head make-up woman and her daughter who worked there came over and said John Barrymore wanted to see me for some make up. Back then he was making passes at everyone. I didn’t want to get mixed up in that. I said “Well, I’m not the one to see, you’re the one to see about his make-up. I don’t know that much about John Barrymore’s make up.

“I wouldn’t go.”

On that note and at this juncture of the story it would be appropriate to mention that Val had become an “insanely jealous” husband. He was becoming increasingly unhinged.

“He was insanely jealous. We’d walk down the street and he’d accuse me of flirting with somebody I didn’t even notice. Then at the studios too.”

Then came the fictional and phony stories he told people.

“He told a lot of lies that people believed. He bragged to people that he had bought me Cadillacs. That he did this for me, and that he did that for me. Half the time he was not providing enough to even buy food. And it got so bad I decided to divorce him.”

Family Archives

The divorce. Rather than it being closure to a story gone bad, unfortunately the story gets uglier. Much uglier.

Val had become intimidating and harassing. To the point Helen decided to quit working at the studios. Then took Jeanne with her to live in San Francisco.

But it didn’t work. He found out and went to San Francisco himself.

“Val came up there. He used to follow me and peer into my windows at night and what not. I got so fed up I came back to Southern California to stay with my parents who were living in Bell. When I got a job I moved to Huntington Park. The lady who owned the house also had a little girl, and she took care of Jeanne when I was at work. But Val was still bothering me.

“I got an apartment and had someone take care of Jeanne there. But Val made a fuss and went to the District Attorney. Val said I was leading a horrible life and wasn’t fit to take care of my child. And this, that, and the other thing.”

Family Archives – Helen’s dad (step father) Leon and Jeanne.

“My dad Leon went to the District Attorney’s office and told him about all the trouble I had with Val. ‘If I were you,’ said the DA, ‘as long as he’s around here I’d put Jeanne into a children’s home at the Episcopal Church because you’re going to keep having this trouble.'”

Helen wondered why authorities wouldn’t do anything to stop him? The same question would be asked years later by the mother of another young girl Val had met.

“We went to court the Judge threw out Val’s case. The Judge noted that Val was a dead beat and not making his child support payments – and was ordered to start making them.

“Then I went to live in Hollywood with Gladys Miller, and I was taking a business course. But I was also helping her for my room and board.

“This was still in the days of prohibition. One night this woman called me up. She wanted me to come down–she had a Speakeasy. And she said she wanted me to meet somebody. So I went!

“It was a house in Los Angeles on 14th Street. She just served people she knew.

“That is where I met Hussey.”

Family Archives – Sam Hussey, right.

“That’s when he pulled this amaranth ring off his finger and gave it to me, the night we met. And it wasn’t so awfully long after that we got married.”

Family Archives

In and out of Foster care, different homes, different cities, a strange and erratic father, and a mother trying desperately to chart a stable course, Jeanne’s childhood through these years was not easy. Not much to smile about when posing for the camera.

My dad said when he looks at pictures of Jeanne from this time in her life he believes her eyes are void of joy or fun. There’s a fatigue, emptiness, and weariness there, he said. An unfair burden for a young child.

Family Archives

Suddenly having a new step father must have been an adjustment for Jeanne among all the other events swirling in her life. But she would later say that she considered Sam Hussey her real father.

My dad once stated that Sam Hussey saved their lives. That might not be an exaggeration. It is also worth noting that Helen’s step father Leon probably was a saving factor as well, even though Helen never felt close to him.

Helen recalled the events following her marriage vows with Sam Hussey.

“We had an apartment in Los Angeles first, But Jeanne loved the beach so we got an apartment at Ocean Park near Pico. That’s when we got Jeanne back so she could be at the beach. Then we still had trouble with Val. But with Hussey there he didn’t dare pull some of the stuff he pulled before.

“But we would still see him there at the beach. And then he got married again. He’d bring the girl over to our house! Why? We didn’t want to find out because we weren’t interested. We didn’t want anything to do with him.

“The next thing we knew a police woman came and asked me about Jeanne. And she warned me that news reporters might to go to her school, and to go and get her.” Something horrible had happened.

She was born Elizabeth Hope Evans. She was still in High School, an art student, at Hollywood High when she met Val Martin. It was on a school holiday and she had gone to the beach to do sketches of the ocean.  At the time Val was working as a masseur at Santa Monica and he became enamored upon meeting her. No doubt lavishly praising her art work after approaching her.

Elizabeth was not only a virgin but had virtually no experience whatsoever interacting with the opposite sex. Her mother insisted she had never kissed a boy before. She was very dedicated to her studies and never paid attention to what boys were up to. Her focus was entirely on her goals of becoming a successful commercial artist.

“She was serious and her art classes meant more to her than anything else,” Said her mother.

“Although she was very pretty she did not smoke or drink. ” Not a party girl at all.”

Perhaps recognizing her naivety and innocence Val likely plied the same tactics he used to lure Helen’s interest years ago.  When Helen was so determined to leave home – when he impressed her with his promises.

Just as Helen was fixed on leaving home, Elizabeth was looking to advance her education and training as an artist. One can imagine Val’s promises of trips to foreign lands to see the art masterpieces of the world. That he’d help pay for her classes if not sponsor her career entirely.

Whatever transpired between Val and the girl worked. Sparks flew between them once he got her attention on that fateful beach holiday. And Elizabeth soon became infatuated with her middle age suitor.

Elizabeth’s mother had hoped this would be a short lived infatuation. But those hopes were dashed on August 18, 1934.

Avoiding the mother’s objections and possible interference, Val and Elizabeth eloped and got married in Ventura County.

“No happiness can come from a marriage of an unsophisticated girl and a man twice her age,” the mother said.

And she was right. All of the disturbing behavior Helen and Jeanne witnessed and experienced came upon poor Elizabeth.

The record showed Val could never hold a steady job and he made no effort to find steady work when he was idle. It became clear to Elizabeth she would have to work. But being so young and inexperienced she had no real skills to offer employers. There were no McDonald’s around in those days.

And it is very likely he played the jealousy card on her just as he did on Helen.

All the circumstances leading to their separation will likely never be completely known, other than from his track record with Helen, with what Elizabeth’s mother and friends had said.

But Val couldn’t stand that separation and began looking for opportunities to accost her. When he succeeded he pleaded for a second chance and reiterated his previous agenda of promises. But the second go at their marriage was just as unsatisfactory as the first.  This time Elizabeth filed for divorce.

The divorce was finalized, but that set Val off even more insanely than ever before. Once again he resumed stalking, peering in windows – he hunted her day and night. He was always appearing at her school, restaurants, or where she left the street car. Then came threats of violence if she didn’t take him back. She became so terrified by his threats she moved to a friend’s house.

But that did not stop Val. He found out where she lived. He probably observed her coming and going from the house and learning her routine. One night she told her friend that Val was stalking her and threatening her. The friend said she came home on a Sunday after visiting her mother and was very nervous and pale. She told her friend that her ex husband was looking for her and making threats.

“She was deathly white and so frightened.” her friend said – that friend was Mrs. Ethel Read. She and her husband George Read owned the house at 206 South Rampart Boulevard.

Val had came to that house on the night of June 10, 1936. In his stalking manner he stood in the shadows outside the home waiting for Elizabeth to appear.

When Elizabeth arrived she carried bundles of art supplies in her arms. With a free hand she lifted her key to the door lock. At that moment Val appeared at the far end of the long front porch. He raised a .22 calibre revolver and shot her through the temple. She fell to the porch, her bundles of art supplies scattering.

He then raised the gun to his own head and fired. He stood there bleeding and likely wondering why he was still standing and looking at the crime he had just committed. So he fired another shot into his head.  This time he fell to the porch. But he still remained conscious!

It was a trail of blood on the porch indicating he still had enough life left in him to drag himself across the long porch to finally lay next to Elizabeth. There they both bled on the porch – all through the night as cars, buses and streetcars hummed and rattled by up and down Rampart Boulevard.

When George Read stepped out past the front door to pick the newspaper from the porch he saw the murder/suicide scene.

“Ethel come quick!”

Even with two bullets in his skull and bleeding out all night Val Martin was still breathing when the ambulance arrived. Elizabeth was dead. Val died later in the hospital without regaining consciousness.

Police found a quasi suicide note in Val’s apartment. It was in the form of a letter written to Jeanne.

June 10, 1936

“My dearest darling Jeanne – In event of my death I wish you to have my union insurance, about $2200 or more, I.A.T.S.E. Local 37. . . Be a good girl, darling, I love you though I have been the most wretched of fathers. Do not cause over $100 to spend on my funeral. Do not come yourself, remember your father as you last saw him.

“I wish my personal effects to be sold and the amount given to Mrs. Ellis Wheeler, 1439 Gordon Street, in slight return for her kindness . . .Your loving father, Val Otto Rudolph Martin.”

Epilogue

206 South Rampart Boulevard today. The site where Elizabeth Evans Hope was cruelly murdered by her insanely jealous ex husband Val Martin. The porch was originally much larger than seen here in the photo. The area to the right, where you see the awning, is a room extending out to where half the porch used to be. The ficus tree in this photo covers the other portion of the porch.

The horrible news had already been anticipated by the mother of Elizabeth Evans Hope. She had felt the crime was going to happen. And it did.

“This day is not so terrible as the day my daughter had married that man!”

The tragedy was the fulfillment of her darkest fear.

The Mystery of why?

It is possible Val Martin had symptoms of bipolar disorder before the war. His wanderlust, his seeming self-deprecation in contrast with some of his photos of him as a carefree man. But he also describes himself as someone with a delicate constitution. World War I was called the war to end all wars because it raised the horror factor of war by several notches. Returning from that war was no doubt difficult for anyone including those with strong constitutions. It could have been devastating for those with delicate ones.

Now probably more than ever you read about veterans coming home to either commit suicide, but also murder suicide. It happens far too often.

Bipolar disorder is much better understood today. Val Martin might not have been put onto the battlefield or anywhere close to it if he had the advantages then of today’s understanding. It’s a disorder, along with depression, that is treatable nowadays. Back then, nothing.

At the core of a murder-suicide lies a frustrated, turbulent, intimate, long-term personal relationship. The perpetrator has had a strong ambivalence about the relationship, vacillating between anger and love.

Perpetrators suffer from jealousy and/or morbid jealousy (a delusion that one’s sexual partner has been sexually unfaithful). “Amorous jealousy”, involves one half to three quarters of all murder-suicides in the U.S.

The triggering event is most often a separation or threatened separation from the loved one.

The perpetrator feels helpless and powerless in the relationship; the homicidal act is the culmination of this sense of intolerable powerlessness. When the perpetrator realizes his guilt after the crime, he proceeds with a suicidal impulse. Suppressed rage is the most common reason for homicide followed by suicide scenarios.

The Facts

  • 90% of the perpetrators are men.
  • 80-90% of their victims are spouses or intimate partners.
  • Adults aged 55+ have homicide-suicide rates that are twice as high as younger adults.
  • Homicide is the only crime that regularly results in offenders taking their own lives following a criminal act.
  • 25% of the cases involve more than one victim
  • Men tend to kill their children and their intimate partners prior to suicide.
  • Women tend to kill their children but spare their partners.
  • Over 75% of murder-suicides occur in the home.
  • Within the home, more murder-suicides are committed in the bedroom than any other room.
  • Increased Risks
    • Killing an ex-spouse/lover increased the risk of suicide the most (13X)
    • Killing a child (10X)
    • Killing spouse (8X)
    • Boyfriend or girlfriend (6X)
    • Friend (2x)

Jeanne at about the time of sixth grade graduation. Which would have also been about the time her father Val Martin killed himself. I grew up with the impression Mom was too little to remember much about her father or what happened. That’s not true. Sixth graders going into seventh grade remember everything.

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Wednesday November 22, 1939 “To the Paramount – Garbo in Ninotchka – good. Bought 2,000 tissues – Nite library. Read till 11:30.

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Thursday November 23, 1939 “Thanksgiving Day. Moved ahead a week early this year by the President. Jeanne and Duke to the Poly – Lowell game. Sam and I on the grandest ride down the coast to Half Moon Bay. Back through the Redwoods and Skyline Boulevard. Perfect warm day. At nite Jeanne and Duke to two shows. Sam and I read. I shampooed, etc.”

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President Franklin D. Roosevelt carves the turkey during the annual Thanksgiving dinner for polio patients at Warm Springs, Ga., with first lady Eleanor Roosevelt smiling beside him, Dec. 1, 1933. (AP Photo)
FDR’s intention was to give retailers an extra week for Christmas shoppers in the November of 1939 which had five Thursdays. The custom prior to that, and since Lincoln, was to celebrate Thanksgiving on the last Thursday of November. So FDR decided five Thursdays was one too many before Christmas and decreed Thanksgiving be moved up a week. The move was not popular. After trying that for two years, Congress adopted a compromise – establishing Thanksgiving Day as a National holiday on the Fourth Thursday of every November regardless if there were four or five November Thursdays in a given year.  

Friday November 24, 1939 “Jeanne and I to town – to Newsreel Theatre. Nite – Sam and I to town and window Shopped. Saw a big fire at Front and Pine Street. Took cable car home.

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Saturday November 25, 1939 “Rained last night. but nice today. Picked up Sam at Jac’s. Rode with Tony in afternoon. Big Game today – University of Clarita 32 – Standford 14. Nite at home and read.”

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Jacopetti’s – Speciatiling in the Finest TURKEY SANDWICHES
Ham, Cheese, Sardine, etc. — Free Buffet Lunch
Beverages — Full Line — Rainier Beer
No. 1 Columbus Avenue, corner Washington
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIF.
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Sunday November 26, 1939 “It was a grand day. Tony, Duke, Jeanne, Sam and I to Sonoma, Santa Rosa, Mark West Springs – Perfect! Country gorgeous Autumn coloring. Saw a car over a cliff near a bridge. Nite – Hi Balls and Radio. Duke was here.

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I keep looking for Duke in the Polytechnic Year Books. This is from June of 1939. But I’ve been looking in the Fall of 1939 and the June 1940 editions as well. No luck. It doesn’t help that only seniors get their first names listed at Polytechnic

Monday November 27, 1939 “Swell day. Cleaned house and went to town. Letter from Irene – Mack in jail! Nite – answered Irene’s letter.”

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Tuesday November 28, 1939 “Sent suit to Sara and things to Irene. Walked along Land’s End Cliffs with cat on a leash. Gorgeous day.

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Helen and Pancho – no leash

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Hussey’s much beloved Bijou

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Wednesday November 15, 1939 “Vacuumed in the A.M. Went to matinee at the Alexandria and saw Stanley and Livingstone. Nite – read. And to bed early.

Thursday November 16, 1939 “Gorgeous day. Housework. And then to walk in the park. Nite – Tony and I to the Coliseum – saw Golden Boy with Blackmail.

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Friday November 17, 1939 “Up early and walked in the park with Sam. Another perfect day. Drove Sam to work. Came back through the Presidio. To the zoo and another walk in the park. Nite – Fillmore Street to get stuff for supper. To bed early.

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Saturday November 18, 1939 “Prepared turkey, etc. Afternoon Terry over. Jeanne, Terry, and I listened to the Santa Clara – U.C.L.A game. Sam napped. Nite to Waldrons. Records by Carl Sandburg. Home by 12:15 Tom Collins.

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Sunday November 19, 1939 “Gen and Jess over for swell dinner. Drove them through the Presidio. Then to Oakland. Grand warm day. Nite – Sam and I several highballs and listened to the radio.”

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Monday November 20.1939 “Downtown to pay phone bill. Window shopping and went to the Warfield to see Cat and the Canary. Back home and went with Mrs. H. to Lachman’s Furniture. Nite – up till 11 reading Jamaica Inn.”

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Tuesday November 21, 1939 “Bijou got lost in the park for a short time this morning. Took Sam to work. Shopped, and in the afternoon went to the Presidio to see 30th infantry parade. Very interesting.

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 The 1941 30th Infantry review, at the Presido’s Crissy Field. This image shows Lieutenant Colonel Dwight D. Eisenhower (General Thompson’s Chief of Staff and future United States President) in the image (middle of second row facing the photographer).

Photo Credit: Courtesy of the Bancroft Library, University of California, Berkeley.