March 25, 1992 |
Huntington Hartford, the eccentric A&P supermarket heir and arts patron who squandered a fortune, has filed for bankruptcy protection saying he needs "a breather" to deal with his debts. The Chapter 11 bankruptcy petition was filed in federal court late Monday to stop Tuesday's scheduled auction of Hartford's four-story townhouse in Manhattan. Boston Safe Deposit & Trust Co., which said it is owed $595,341 in late mortgage payments, foreclosed on the property in January.
November 15, 1990 |
Tucked away up Rustic Canyon is a sordid bit of local history. Surrounded by the rugged mountainsides and overgrown by brush, the burned-out and crumbling buildings are what remains of the Murphy Ranch, where during the late 1930s a small group hoping to establish a Nazi utopia built an elaborate infrastructure that included a 395,000-gallon concrete water tank, a 20,000-gallon diesel fuel tank, and their own power station.
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June 14, 1996
2000 Fuller Ave., Hollywood Hills This rustic city park above Hollywood Boulevard was once the sprawling estate of supermarket magnate and financier G. Huntington Hartford and the former retreat of swashbuckling 1940s film star Errol Flynn. The gated park--an animal habitat--attracts joggers, dog-walkers and ambitious hikers who tackle a dirt road that goes all the way to Mulholland Drive.
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September 4, 2005 |
Southern California has been the cradle to many odd cults, credos, utopias and dystopias. Among the most mysterious are the ruins of a Rustic Canyon enclave once known as Murphy Ranch. The mansions of Hollywood elite -- Whoopi Goldberg, Bill Cosby, Steven Spielberg -- sit in splendor atop the ridges of the canyon in the Santa Monica Mountains.
November 8, 1995 |
Late one hot summer night in 1982, three of my raffish teen-age friends and I left the Odyssey, a now defunct dance club, and headed north to the Sunset Strip looking for something rebellious to do. Feeling lawless, we drove up Fuller Avenue to Runyon Canyon. Benny had heard it was haunted. "It used to be Errol Flynn's estate," he said. "I heard an old opera star died there," said Billy, flipping his long blue bangs out of his eyes. "You can still hear him singing on quiet nights."
March 9, 2003
I was glad to find in Calendar an excellent, extended profile by Johanna Keller of one of our leading American composers, Ned Rorem ("A Prolific Paradox," March 2). One small suggestion might be offered to amend her statement that Rorem "resisted the temptation to write serial music." Not so. In his first full-length opera, "The Anniversary," written in 1962 in Los Angeles at the Huntington Hartford Foundation, he set a tone row on the title page. The opera in two acts contains tone row architecture of the Rorem kind.