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The Real Scoop on the Life and Death of James Dean

1.29.12. Recently received this letter from Lee Raskin, author of James Dean: At Speed, a 50th anniversary collection of photos and stories about the actor's all too short life and car crash death. So long after his passing, Dean still moves people. I found this out after Wheels of Change came out. It included a chapter on Dean and the circumstances of his death; this in turn generated a letter from a car enthusiast who wanted to correct the record on something I had said. Lee Raskin is also interested in making sure the real James Dean story is out there, not just the myths, and I applaud him for it.

Hi Kevin...It was nice to read your article on James Dean with real facts, and a nice contribution by Steve Conlin of LA  to match the 9-30-55 color photo taken at the Mobil station. James Dean continues to live on with this particular photo, which is undoubtedly worth a thousand words!
 
Yes, Rolf Wutherich, Dean's mechanic/passenger took the photo of Jimmy and the Porsche Spyder at the Mobil station at Beverly Glen and Ventura Blvd. in Sherman Oaks. Too bad that both Bill Hickman and Sandy Roth were out of the shot, but Jimmy's '55 Ford Country Squire and the loaned car trailer made it into the frame.
James Dean: At Speed was the first to publish all of this historic information about this photo and hundreds more.
 
Four hours later, the two-car crash took place on CA Rt. 466/41 near Cholame. The Leica survived the fatal crash as it had been stowed behind the passenger seat of Rolf Wutherich. Competition Motors' owner, Johnny von Neumann, coincidentally arrived 30 minutes after the accident, and retrieved the camera from the wrecked Spyder. It was given to Rolf Wutherich, who had four color prints (three taken at Competition Motors and the final one at the Mobil station) developed.  They were later published in Porsche, AG's Christophorus Magazine.
 
I also wanted to mention how much I enjoy owning your Wheels of Change. Perhaps we can meet up one day at AutoBooks in Burbank for each other's book talks as well!  Best regards...always keep your revs up!  Vroom, Vrooom!  
 
Lee Raskin, James Dean historian/author

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A Reader Writes: "Thanks for the information you share"

July 27, 2011. An email today from a reader of the blog here at KevinNelsonWriter.com.

"Thanks for all the work you do and information you share. I have tried to be an educated memorabilia consumer since the late 1990s. I am currently finishing my thesis in Economic Crime Management, and my thesis topic is better educating consumers around sports memorabilia fraud. Keep up the great work and if you have any advice let me know."

Kevin Nelson responds: My pleasure, and thanks for the kind words! We cover lots of topics here at KevinNelsonWriter.com, one of them being fake memorabilia and the crooks who sell it. You keep reading and we'll keep providing the info.

A Reader Writes: What Happened to Golf Audiobook?

July 2, 2011. Recently I received this note from a reader: "I was wondering if the audio version of The Greatest Golf Shot Ever Made was ever digitized for CD?  I know you mentioned it on your blog a few years back. I am a big fan of George S. Irving, and know someone who is a huge golf fan who would be so thrilled to have this, but alas, I no longer have a cassette player. Thanks."

The Greatest Golf Shot, now out of print, was a collection of golf stories and anecdotes made into two audiobooks, which were voiced by the highly honored Broadway actor George S. Irving. A few years back I received word from the publisher that they were going to turn the tapes into CDs, but that was the last I heard of it. You would think the author would know everything there is to know about his work, but the truth is, sometimes the author is the last to know. I frankly don't know what the state of this project is, but your letter has spurred me to look into it. I do still have a cassette player, but alas, I don't use it much. [end]

One Man Decides: "Should I Sell My $100,000 Collection?"

April 19, 2011. Sometime after Operation Bullpen was released, I received a call from a chap named Randy Roberts, inviting me over to see his $100,000 baseball card and memorabilia collection at his house. But one thing led to another, and I never took him up on his nice offer. Time passed. Then I got another call from Randy, who said he was now thinking about selling his collection and that he'd love to have me see it before he did. So this time I said yes. I brought my sons with me, and we spent a pleasant morning looking at old baseball cards that are worth pretty good new money. Always the writer, I thought the question Randy was considering—whether or not to sell a treasured collection of keepsakes—was interesting, and worth further development. Click here for the article I wrote on it for Sports Collectors Digest.

Another Winning Review for Wheels of Change

April 18, 2011. Choice, a publication of the Association of College and Research Libraries, posted a winning review of Wheels of Change, my award-winning book on the history of automobiles in California. In recommending the book for purchase by libraries, the reviewer describes it as "a great deal of fun and full of information. Author Nelson writes beautifully, with an air of wonder, appreciation and enthusiasm. One gets the feeling that he likes the people he writes about and is genuinely sad that so many have passed on." Indeed.

The Acceptance Speech I Never Gave, For the Book Award That Almost Was

Wheels of Change was one of three books nominated for "Best Book of the Year," an annual award presented by the Los Angeles Motor Press Guild, the most prestigious organization of automobile journalists and industry professionals in the country. Awards were given in the categories of photography, articles, audio-visual, and books. The awards dinner took place Dec. 7 at the Petersen Automotive Museum in Los Angeles, and about 150 people attended. Jay Leno appeared and made some opening remarks.

Designed to honor "excellence in automotive journalism," the awards are presented in the name of the late Dean Batchelor, a truly excellent writer and journalist and one of the founding fathers of the hot rod revolution in this country. Book of the Year honors (and the Batchelor Lifetiime Achievement Award) went to Can-Am Cars in Detail, by Pete Lyons, who spoke briefly when he came to the podium to accept his award. The ceremony was not set up for Lyons and the other winners to give acceptance speeches, and so even if Wheels had won I likely would not have said much. But because it was Pearl Harbor Day, it started me thinking about what I would have said if a) the judges had chosen my book and b) if I'd had the guts to actually stand up and say the things I was thinking. This, then, is the acceptance speech I never gave, for the book award that never was: [...more...]

"Today is Pearl Harbor Day, and 69 years ago today Dean Batchelor, Wally Parks, Bob Petersen, and other young men of their generation faced a tough choice. Their country had just been attacked, and they had to stop their lives, stop whatever it was they were doing, and go defend her. It was no choice at all really, it was what they had to do given the awful circumstances.

"And after they were done over there, after they had done the job they had to do, they came back to the country they loved and began the hot rod revolution. Of course, hot rodding began before the war, but it really got going after it, thanks in large measure to Batchelor, Parks, Petersen and so many of those young men who had gone away to fight and now were lucky enough to come back. In a very real sense it was the hot rod revolution that built this building and created this fine institution where we are tonight.

"It took me three years to write and research Wheels of Change. During those years I used and relied on and drew inspiration from The American Hot Rod, Dean Batchelor's book about the early years of hot rodding. The American Hot Rod is an authentic book, and an authentically great one. Open it up and a puff of exhaust smoke or dirt from the Mojave dry lakes will come out.

"And now, at least for one night, to be recognized as someone who is working in the tradition of Dean Batchelor—well, that's a real honor. For Batchelor—and Parks and Petersen and so many others of their generation—did not just drive cars or work on cars or race cars or write about cars. They helped build America and make her the great country she is. Thank you."

 

'The Social Network' and Operation Bullpen

[Here is an email I sent recently to the producer of the—someday, I hope—Operation Bullpen movie. A script based on my book has been finished and it is now being peddled around Hollywood although there are, as yet, no takers. I thought ‘The Social Network,’ the (relatively) new movie about the founding of Facebook by Mark Zuckerberg, has some parallels with the Bullpen story, as I say here…]

Hi L-

Saw "The Social Network" last night. I liked it and it spurred some thoughts on "Operation Bullpen," the movie. Give me just a minute or two to share them with you. "The Social Network" opened with a $24 million weekend box office and there's not a car crash or any violence to be found anywhere in it. That's reassuring, since I know that's one of the things you've heard from people about the Bullpen script: Not enough sex and violence.

Actually, "The Social Network" doesn't have much sex either, does it? No actual sex scenes, just party scenes and the suggestion of sex, but that's all. God knows the Bullpen story has lots more sex than that, with hookers and Vegas strippers and sex and drug parties on the Bada Bing boat. And it's got the criminal element to boot—the fact that all these formerly law-abiding guys are committing widespread fraud while being hunted down by the FBI. "The Social Network" has no big stars in it, unless you count Justin Timberlake, who's very good. Of course, it has a script by Aaron Sorkin, who's a superstar screenwriter and superb, and a hot director whose name I can't recall but who is clearly a hot property too. Interestingly, Kevin Spacey is one of the producers—isn't he Trigger Street Productions?—and clearly Kevin has a sharp eye for material, because he also produced "21." [ more ]

Remember "21"? I know you do. We talked about that one before. It was a sleeper hit that was No. 1 for two weeks in a row when it opened a couple or three years ago. It's based on the book, "Bringing Down the House," written by Ben Mezrich, who also wrote "The Accidental Billionaire," which was the book Sorkin used to write "The Social Network." Mezrich also clearly has an eye for stuff that Hollywood is looking for.

 So both "The Social Network" and "21" were youth movies about gifted (and pampered and rich) Ivy League kids with some allusions to sex, very little violence (none in "The Social Network"), and lots of money. And of course "The Social Network has the glamour associated with being about the Facebook billionaire. But the story itself? It's basically about some legal proceedings and the makings of a Silicon Valley startup, founded by Mark Zuckerberg, the Charles Kane of his generation. The genius of Sorkin and the director is that they could make an entertaining movie of such thin material.

Okay, so hang with me, I'm coming to my point. The Bullpen story has many of the same elements as "21" and "The Social Network," except, of course, it's not about privileged rich kids. It's a working class story. But it is about young people, and it is potentially a youth movie. I've never seen the script for "Bullpen" (and I'm sure that's not the working title), but there is a clear potential story line in the character of Nate, the naïve young guy who starts as Wayne’s friend in the book. Wayne, the mastermind of the operation, takes him under his wing and basically teaches him to be a crook, brings him into the life, corrupts him, shows him how to rip people off. Nate makes millions of dollars selling fake memorabilia, buys houses, gets girls that he could never get before (just like Mark Zuckerberg), and basically achieves his corrupted version of the American Dream. And then, in the twist that makes the Bullpen story so powerful, Wayne ultimately betrays Nate and all his other friends and flips and goes to the FBI and turns in Nate and all the rest of his fellow crooks to save his skin.

 So, again, I'm not trying to stick my nose where it doesn't belong, but if you tell the story from Nate's point of view—with Wayne as his slightly older Machiavellian mentor, along with the Marinos and all the other characters and stuff that are there—you have a youth-themed movie that teens and early twenties young people would really get into. You could potentially attract a bankable young star, as well as a late twenties, early thirties actor like Justin Timberlake who is playing the Wayne character. And the thing is, it's all in the story. You're not making any of it up. It's all there. That's what happened in real life. Thanks for listening-

 Best, K 



Wheels of Change Wins One Award, Nominated for A Second

Over the weekend the Southern California Chapter of the Society of Automotive Historians awarded me the Valentine Memorial Award for my book, Wheels of Change.  The award, in honor of the late car historian James Valentine, was for "excellence in automotive history." They held a luncheon and presented me with a nice bottle of bubbly and a lovely award. People said very kind things about the book, including the chairman of the chapter, Bob Ewing, who earlier wrote to his fellow members that, "This will be the twelfth time our chapter has presented the award and having judged all of the previous eleven winners, I can say that our 2010 winner is exactly what we were looking for all those years ago."

Wheels of Change is also a finalist for the Best Book of the Year, presented by the Motor Press Guild of Los Angeles. I will attend a banquet at the Petersen Automotive Museum in Los Angeles on December 7, when the winner will be announced. The event for the Society of Automotive Historians was held at a local car museum that featured the 1937 Packard that you see above. For more pictures of other classic beauties found there, click to the jump page.

1935 Auburn

1935 Cord

Believe it or not, this is a replica of a 1936 Toyota, the first automobile made by the company. It itself was a knock-off of the 1934 Chrysler Airflow. Below are two artifacts from the old Texaco compay: its flying horse and a gas pump.

Things Not Going as You Planned? Drink, says the Poet, Drink!

Well, so much for experiments. My recent grand attempt to reshape this blog has caused about 20 percent of my subscribers to unsubscribe. If I were a politician steeped in my self-importance I would say these people are badly misinformed and need greater education. However, since I have respect for all of you who grace these pages with your time, I prefer to listen to what my constituents are saying and reform my ways.

Not everyone disliked my recent posts; I received lots of nice comments too. After my piece on Lagunitas IPA, Dan C. passed along the names of several brews he likes: Ranger IPA, made by New Belgium Brewing, makers of Fat Tire ale; Thunderhead IPA from Pyramid Brewing; and the colorfully named Moose Drool from Big Sky Brewing in Missoula, Montana. Did you know that IPA, which stands for India Pale Ale, originated in the 18th century; it was brewed in London to be sent to Her Majesty's soldiers serving in India.

Wheels of Change, my book on California car history, has enjoyed some recent stirrings, winning (as I mentioned last time) the Valentine Memorial Award for best car book of 2010 by the Society of Automotive Historians. Brad Bowling gave it a glowing review in the latest issue of Car & Parts Magazine, calling it "fascinating" and saying (in a line that sums up my approach to writing history), "If books such as this had been my required reading in high school, I definitely would have made better grades in history." In my view, history belongs to everybody, not just academics.

Joe F. asked me the other day what was happening with the movie for Operation Bullpen: The Inside Story of the Biggest Forgery Scam in American History. The short answer is, "Not enough." There is a script based on the book, written by an Oscar-nominated screenwriter, and he and the producer are peddling it around Hollywood. So far, no takers. The producer told me that the reaction they're getting is that the Bullpen story is "too indie (not enough sex or action) or not indie enough (not enough guns or dead bodies or dark enough)." He added, "I do find that these things go in waves and the film industry is going through all kinds of schizophrenic growing pains at the moment." "Schizophrenic growing pains" is an apt description of the Internet-tormented publishing industry as well. 

Praise for The Runner's Book of Daily Inspiration came out of the blue the other day from Jaclyn Dionne, a "master trainer" with the North American Academy for Sport Fitness (NAASFP). "I personally use and love your Runner's Book," she writes. "Everyday there is some wonderful tidbit that just works. When teaching the certification, I recommend to the runners that they pick up a copy of your book." Adding, "There are references to things we touch on that just so perfectly express challenges a coach faces with a client. We are actually listing your book on our page of reference books recommended for coaches; it is a great tool for runners and the coaches." She asked if she could use excerpts in the NAASFP's certification manual for marathon coaches, and I of course said yes.

 Let me finish with a literary reference inspired by the aforementioned Dan C., who, in thinking about beer, reminded me of the great poem, written in the late 1800s, by the French poet Charles Baudelaire, whose somber mug adorns this column. "Get Drunk" is the name of the poem, and it is anything but somber (or sober). Here it is:

"One should always be drunk. That's the great thing: the only question. Not to feel the horrible burden of Time weighing on your shoulders and bowing you to the earth, you should be drunk without respite. Drunk with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please. But get drunk.

"And if sometimes you should happen to awake, on the stairs of a palace, on the green grass of a ditch, in the dreary solitude of your own room, and find that your drunkenness is ebbing or has vanished, ask the wind and the wave, ask star, bird, or clock, ask everything that flies, everything that moans, everything that flows, everything that sings, everything that speaks, ask them the time; and the wind, the wave, the star, the bird and the clock will all reply: 'It is Time to get drunk! If you are not to be the martyred slaves of Time, be perpetually drunk! With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please.'" [end]           

No Fear of Flying

August 8, 2010. Faithful readers of this column may have noticed that it has been missing of late. I have no excuses except to say that I will try to do better in the future. In any case, "Na furrie sana ku wanana na wewe." That is Swahili for "I am very happy to see you again."

No, I have not been studying Swahili while I have been away (from this blog); I lifted this translation from a beautiful book I'm reading, West with the Night. The writer, Beryl Markham (whom you see here, on the cover), grew up in Kenya and became in the 1930s an African bush pilot. Also, an extraordinary writer. Thoroughly recommended for those who wish to read a memoir and real-life adventure story from an earlier time

I am reading lots about pilots and airplanes because I just pitched a proposal for a book about California aviation and flying. God knows if it will sell or not. Early signs are promising; I remain hopeful despite a shipwrecked economy and being in a business—writing or, as it is known today, "content'—that is being completely transformed by the Internet. It is the greatest time in the history of the world to be involved in publishing—that is, unless you're looking to make money. Oh well. No complaints. When I became a writer I took a voluntary oath of poverty, and I remain true to this vow.

On the subject of flying, I took a field trip the other day to Hiller Aviation Museum at the San Carlos Airport, and it is also thoroughly recommended for a glimpse into aviation past and present. They have a Boeing 747 on display where you can go into the cockpit and see the incredible array of switches, dials and gauges that the pilot, co-pilot and navigator had to monitor in order to fly the plane. By the way, the people you see here are of no relation to me; my boys, being large sticks in the mud that day, stayed home.

 

Next is a prototype of what is called "a flying platform," which was devised by an engineer at one of the helicopter companies owned by the late Stanley Hiller, Jr., the founder and namesake of the museum. Hiller was the first person to fly a helicopter in the West, in the early 1940s, and is considered a modern genius of vertical flight. The flying platform (its original concept was called "Flying Shoes") is one of his company's wilder ideas; only six were ever made. But, powered by technology that if I lived another lifetime I would never understand, it did actually get airborne. 

Finally, there is this—part of a tribute to the Nelson Aircraft Company of Livermore, whose contributions to modern aviation were, in the museum's words, "enormous." Nelson Aircraft made lightweight, dependable engines that were especially important for experimental aircraft, such as the Flying Platform which used a Nelson two-cycle engine for its power plant. And so why do I, ahem, call attention to Nelson? Did you know that a Nelson—Thomas Nelson, Jr., of Virginia—was one of the signers of the Declaration of Independence? Aren't you glad this blog is back?

 

 

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