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Swinging Singles' Aid Stricken Member AS 11 MM MM lift Ckl BY SHARON E. FAY Times Staff Wrltw "Eileen Rahlens is the type of person you instinctively like one of those rare persons who gets along with everyone," reminisced one of her many friends at the 10-month-old West Los Angeles-South Bay Club. Her popularity is such that the several hundred "swinging singles" at the club have been scratching collective heads trying to think of some way to help ever since Eileen, 26, was critically injured as a result of an automobile accident last July. Their solution was a trust fund for Eileen's eventual rehabilitation to be administered by her mother, Mrs. Al Rahlens, here from her home in New York, May Hawkins, manager of the West Los Angeles club; and three residents, an accountant, an attorney and a physician.

To raise the necessary funds the club initiated "Operation Eileen," which began at 9 p.m. last Friday and ended Sunday evening. Members of a 123-man hard core committee worked for weeks planning the event, enlisted the aid of the other three South Bay Clubs, and even put together party props. Highlight of the three-day event, which began with a Las Vegas Night Friday followed by a volley ball tournament for all four clubs the next day, was a Halloween costume ball in the West Los Angeles clubhouse Saturday night. Sunday's schedule included a Ping Pong tournament, men and women's billiard tournament, a swimming and diving competition, tug of war and a car wash.

Participants in the singles and mixed doubles tennis tournaments played extra hard because Eileen, a physical education instructor at UCLA, was coming home from a tournament in La Jolla when an oncoming car jumped the median and hit her head on, according to a club official. Although she is unable to move, Eileen has regained partial consciousness and shows recognition by blinking" her eyes at Downey Hospital where she was transferred after an initial stay at Scripps Memorial Hospital. "Hope for full recovery has never been abandoned. Eileen's mental responses and her memory Please Turn to Page 19, Col. 1 man Harry Casemore serves guests at West Los Angeles South Bay Club's Halloween long benefit to raise funds for the rehabilitation of injured club member, Eileen Rahlens.

Times photo by Kelson Tiffany OPERATION EILEEN Robot bar costume Dartv Dart of a weekend MOVIE REVIEW 'Cool Hand Simple Tale With Truths to Tell BY CHARLES CHAMPLIN Times Entertainment Editor PART IV MONDAY, OCTOBER 30, 1967 JACK SMITH News Item: Car Turns a Man On The big style change at the auto show this week in Pan Pacific Auditorium is on the girls, not the cars. It's miniskirts. Otherwise, the industry has been content to tame down some of the stylistic mutations of recent years, when a number of new models named after wild animals or natural disasters were let loose. Anyway, it's an off year for me. We aren't buying in '118.

Our new '67 should gel us through the year. It is one of the new herbivores, in a candy apple red. 1 couldn't drive a car named after a carnivore, especially a cat. Actually. went to the show to test a theory of mine.

We are always being told, by our pseudo-Freudian gurus, that the car a man buys is a clue to his character, a symbol of his frustrations and fantasies. Thus, the 400-horsepower bomb may hide a milquetoast; the sex buggy an inept Don Juan. My theory, though, is that a man winds up buying the car that is forced on him. His decision is made by his pocketbook, his job or bis wife. To know what he is really like, we would have to know what car he wanted in his secret heart, but wasn't free enough to buy.

I went to the auto show to psychoanalyze myself. What kind of car was I really drawn to? I would observe myself, as if from a distance, as 1 wandered among these painted lorelei. I walked by the Cadillacs without a twinge. Good. Then I was not interested in creating an image of wealth and prestige.

comfort and luxury poof. They meant nothing to me. 1 was made of harder metal. I strolled through Chevrolet country. Cautiously I circled a blue Camaro convertible, with the top down.

It was Chevrolet's version of the sex symbol obviously aimed at the man who doubted his libido. 1 walked on, whistling nonchalantly. I turned a corner and came face to face with a Jaguar. It was in a mean-looking crouch. Probably had cubs about, I told myself.

Sometimes a joke eases tension. I hurried on. Soon I reached American Motors. I felt safe, but unfulfilled. In a corner alone I found a Checker.

The Checker is not readily recognized by the general public. It is most often seen as a taxicab a tough, heavy-duty, no-nonsense workhorse with the build of a defensive guard and the durability of a rock. A man could count on the Checker to give him 200,000 miles without blowing a gasket or turning a head. I was not moved. I admire the Checker, but I could never love one.

Good. That meant I was no slave to mere reliability. My inner nature still craved a bit of dash; the old ego had to be served. I made a pit stop for coffee and a doughnut and leafed through some of the literature I had collected. The first Los Angeles auto show, 1 discovered, had been held 60 years ago in Morley's skating rink, at 10th and Main.

There had been 40 cars in the show back in '07, I read, among them the Elmore, Corbin, Kissel, Simplex, Lozier, Stutz, Winton and what! the Great Smith? Great Smith! Why had I never heard of that before! As a small boy I knew the names of a hundred cars. I knew every detail of their silhouettes. I could tell a Stutz from a Kissel a block away. But the Great Smith? We had never met. But what a machine it must have been! Later I was looking at the Astro, an experimental model built so close to the ground that one enters through the pull-away top and is lowered to driving position by elevator.

"Fantastic, isn't it?" said a young hostess in a metallic gold mini-dress. "Interesting," I said. "But you should have seen the Great Smith." She drifted away. I know now what my fantasy is. A restored Smith.

TODAY IN PART IV Fi fV "lsffv -V If 4 vtv 1 nini-ftiririTHr' T'-ii iti "flWwirli if iminrimiliMn nnrnmintmimra iiihJ--' vl'l ing meters in a (Florida in Donn unspecified here) Southern state Pearce's novel, in was, apparently, two years on a road gang. Paul Newman sets off to do them. Since author Pearce (who also co-authored the screenplay, with Frank R. Pierson) himself did time on a road gang, which was also a chain gang, there is a notable authenticity about all that follows. The road gang is an archaic institution of sadistic guards, baying dogs, a hot-box isolation pen for the unruly, total regimentation and denial of the individual.

All of this director Stuart Rosenberg and cine-matographer Conrad Hall have captured in heat-hazed white, road-dust greens, denims and dral. It was shot on location near Stockton. Yet the film is only incidentally (if rompellingly) about the road gang. It is about the relationship of one man to many, when that man is neither a would-be hero nor a would-be anti-hero. Newman as Cool Hand Luke is a loner, a wanderer, wanting neither to bother or be bothered, but complaining, "Can't find no elbow room." He wants nothing except to Please Turn to Page 23, Col.

1 An amiably sloshed and tinbel-ligerent gent walks a pipe cutter around the stem of a parking meter. The meter, decapitated, falls. Pleased, the man uncaps another beer and tackles another meter, like a harvester working a field of ripe steel. A police car wheels up in the Southern night. The man grins foolishly and lifts the bottle in salute.

And so, with a gentle enough gesture of protest, begins "Cool Hand Luke," a remarkably interesting and impressive Hollywood film and one which gives fresh hope that "the Hollywood movie" need not be a limiting definition. It is a triumph for Paul Newman and it will almost certainly do for George Kennedy what "Cat Ballon" did for Lee Marvin pay off with stardom in a long honorable hitch at lesser servitude. The picture has its flaws, and they are the move aggravating because they mar an otherwise very special achievement. But it remains an achievement, a starkly powerful parable, a simple tale with truths to tell. The penalty for decapitating park- HAPPY OCCASION Mr.

and Mrs. Robert Wigger, left, and Dr. and Mrs. Paul Foster enjoy Jack O'Lant- ern Ball in International Ballroom of Beverly Hilton. Event was sponsored by League for Crippled Children.

Times photo by Mary Frampton Camp Melts Barriers Between Teens and Society SHULTE Writer might be shown basic methods for making puppets, for example. But no one is going to tell them exactly how they should look, or what sort of plays to perform." Puppet-making was one of the workshop sessions conducted for the probation camp officers, who found out through their personal experiences that each person's creative expression is as different as his own personality. Some Examples In the puppet session, for example, David Winett, deputy probation camp officer at Camp Miller in Malibu, turned out a "Hippie from Ghana," while Chester Millsap of Camp Holton created his version of Pinocchio. And if the training session is any Indication, these puppet and drama sessions should be great ice breakers. At the beginning, for instance, most of the counselors were rather self conscious about introducing themselves and their hand-made creations to the rest of the group.

But once they started forgetting about themselves and started getting more wrapped up in the puppets and plays they were creat-inir. tluy began to joke and laugh and eu'ii volunteer to perform again. As Ed Xeiss, drama coordinator for the recreation program put it, Please Turn to Page 13, Col. i BY ELLEN Timet StaH Officials are preparing teepees, tanks and ammunition for a series of uprisings at Probation Camp Carl Holton on Wednesday. But it is guaranteed to be a relatively short war, designed to help the boys break loose legally.

It will actually be the final session in a series of pilot training sessions which the County Department of Parks and Recreation has been conducting for deputy probation officers who work at the county's 11 probation camps for teen-age boys. In the 6-hour session on Wednesday, the counselors will re-enact historic battles, using whatever equipment and techniques they have learned during the 8-week session. Techniques Used These recreation techniques including crafts, drama and sports they, in turn, hope to adapt for use with the boys in their various camps. This is one more bit of strategy they hope will help break down the barriers which the teen-age boys have built between themselves and the rest of society. The program's emphasis is on creativity and self-expression.

"The boys are not told exactly what to do," explained Mrs. William Holland, training coordinator for the County Parks and Recreation division, "because we feel they are Jhemmed In by; enough rules. They jr Kit rp TfcSfs1 rill i a BEAR ABBV I DR. ALVAREZ Vw 2 ART NEWS Tage 1(1 ASTROLOGY Page 5 BRIDGE Page 12 CHRISTY FOX Page 3 KIRSCH OX BOOKS Page 11 PILOT PROGRAM Ruth Chambers, recreation specialist for County Parks and Recreation Department, helps deputy probation officer Chester Millsap construct puppet while officer Richard Wolf, right, works with one he made during special training program at Probation Camp Carl Holton, San Fernando. Times photo by Judd Gunderson.