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CH. 9: DAVE HARTMAN, MENTOR

By Joe Rinaudo

Dave Hartman

CHAPTER 1CHAPTER 2CHAPTER 3CHAPTER 4CHAPTER 5CHAPTER 6CHAPTER 7   CHAPTER 8

Chapter 9

The next day I drove over to Dave’s house to tell him all about my experience with Mr. Sennett and to show him the lamp that Sennett made for my Fotoplayer.

Dave told me that my next step is to find all the other parts that are needed to finish the lamp. We looked up the company that Mr. Sennett had told me about. It was Crystal Lamp Parts in Los Angeles. I called them up and asked how I could purchase lamp parts from them and get a catalog. I was told that I had to bring in to them my resale permit and business information before I could become a customer. I asked Dave how does one get a resale permit. Dave said “Just go to your local State Board of Equalization office and ask for one!” I told Dave that seemed too simple and that there had to be more to it. Dave said “It’s simpler than you think so Just DO it!”

A couple of days later, on July 14, 1976, I drove down to the State Board office and requested a resale permit. When the nice lady at the front desk asked me what kind of business I had, I didn’t really know what to say. So, I just blurted out, “Piano lamp Manufacture.” I thought that if I could get a permit and then get the parts for my Fotoplayer lamp I could just throw the permit away and that would be that. What use would I have to make any more lamps for American Fotoplayers?  The nice lady returned with a form for me to fill out. When I finished that she asked for a $10.00 fee and handed me the permit! That seemed too easy!

I went down to Crystal Lamp Parts and got registered as a customer and received a catalog. I then went over to Dave’s to show him my new permit and catalog. We both looked through the catalog and were amazed by all of the cool lamp parts that were available.

I was always fascinated by the Victorian gas and electric lamps that I had seen in old movies. These were lighting fixtures (manufactured around 1890 – 1915) that used real gas light and the new-fangled electricity on the same fixture! There was one in particular that I had always liked and wanted to own but was never able to find. It was a gas-electric wall sconce in a Laurel and Hardy film called “Going Bye Bye”. It was really cool because it had two bent arms that formed a perfect circle. One arm that was half of the circle had a gas fitting which aimed up at the ceiling and the other half of the circle aimed down toward the floor with an electric socket. Both had beautiful Victorian matching glass shades attached. The larger being the gas and the smaller one the electric. I purchased some 3/8” brass tubing from the parts supplier and tried to bend it over an old fan belt pulley. After much struggling, I had two arms that made a perfect circle! Since both arms were attached to a round ball fitting called an armback, I had no way of attaching them. At this time, I was not well versed in cold or silver soldering. This would be the easy way to attach them. So, I tried threading them but soon realized that if I tried to screw both into the armback at the same time the arms that formed a circle would hit each other preventing them to be threaded into the armback. When I showed my problem to Dave he just said: “Why don’t you thread one arm with right hand and the other with left hand threads?” Why does Dave always make the solution to a problem so easy?

I purchased a left-hand tap and die for the 3/8” tubing. Dave showed me how to thread and tap one side of the armback left while the other was right. We then screwed both arms into the armback at the same time and viola, the circle arm was complete! Dave showed me how to tweak the attached arms to a perfect circle and solder them to the armback so they can’t move.  This was a great new experience for me and a hell of a lot of fun! I remembered Mr. Sennett’s words about the lamp manufacturing business being a good one to get into.

A few weeks earlier on July Fourth 1976, on the bicentennial of the United States a very wonderful thing happened (besides the bicentennial). The piano and some of the sound effects as well as the bass organ to the Fotoplayer played for the first time! The treble organ portion of the Fotoplayer was almost in playing condition. After Dave showed me how to voice and tune the bass wooden organ pipes, I was ready to tackle the restoration of the treble wooden flute and metal violin pipes. I was really anxious to hear the treble organ speak after about 40 years of being silent but there was still a lingering problem. One of the small wooden pipes was missing and several of the violin (metal) pipes were badly bent and broken. Dave said that he had a friend who might be able to help me.  This friend was Mr. Pete Sieker of Abbott & Sieker organ builders. Dave said that we should go pay Pete a visit. Dave said that Pete was a very busy man but he might be willing to help reproduce the missing pipe from my Fotoplayer. So, Dave took me to meet Mr. Sieker at his organ building shop and what a place this was! It was like an old German work shop with organ pipes and parts all over with many unique organ building tools. The shop was very clean and orderly with tools and equipment all neatly organized (pun intended). Pete was a very friendly and humble man. He looked the part of an old-world German craftsman. He was kind of heavy set and wore suspenders and had a heavy German accent. During our visit Dave asked Pete if he could help me by manufacturing the small missing wooden pipe. Pete said that if we brought him the pipe on either side of the missing one and let him know what pressure the organ is voiced for, he would see what he could do.  In the middle of Pete’s shop stood a beautiful pipe organ that he was building from scratch. This was a beautifully made pipe organ. What a magnificent craftsman Pete was!

So, I gave Dave the two companion pipes on either side of the missing one so Pete could make the copy. About two weeks later Dave brought me a perfect reproduction of the missing pipe!  After we finished it with orange shellack and leathered the stopper it sounded and looked just like the others. I asked Dave how much did Pete want for the fantastic work he did on reproducing my missing pipe. I think Dave said something like “How about twenty dollars!”  I then thought if we could get Pete to restore all of the bent and broken metal violin pipes they would be just like new. I asked Dave if he could talk to Pete about this. So, Dave took all of my violin pipes to see if Pete would be willing to take on this project.  

About two weeks later Dave returned with a box of my like new violin pipes! They were all cleaned, revoiced and all of the broken miters were perfectly repaired! I thought that the restoration of these 38 pipes would cost a lot but, much to my surprise, Dave said that Pete wanted only fifty dollars. By August of 1976 the treble organ of the Fotoplayer roared to life. So for the first time in forty-six years she was singing again! My Fotoplayer was one of the last ones built and was used in a theater from 1926 (the year that the American Photoplayer Co. went bankrupt) to 1930. When the theater converted to sound and installed a large screen, the Fotoplayer was sealed up under an expanded stage. Like King TUT’s tomb, only to be discovered many years later when the theater was being demolished in 1973.

Now with the Fotoplayer playing, my attention turned to finishing the lamp over the piano console. I had purchased all of the parts that were needed to make the lamp complete. There was a matter of polishing and finishing the lamp. I asked Dave how this might be done. Dave reminded me of the brass piano roll rewind striker plate that he had given me several years ago when we first met at Carty Piano. He asked if I remembered that he polished and lacquered it for me. When I said yes, he told me that he would like to show me how to polish my Fotoplayer console lamp. We went over to an electric motor mounted on a very heavy metal base. The motor had two arbors or arms. One on each side that had round buffing wheels attached. He started this thing up and I had to jump back as it kind of growled and shuddered to life with a great whirring sound! Dave showed me how to polish only on the bottom half of the wheel so the part being polished does not get grabbed by the wheel and thrown back at me or flung into the twilight zone! (This happened a few times as I was attempting to learn the craft).  One wheel was for teardown and the other was to finely polish the parts after the teardown. In no time at all we had polished and lacquered all of the Fotoplayer lamp parts.

I started thinking about my Laurel & Hardy gas-electric wall sconce as the next lamp project. I started looking for other lamp suppliers that might have different parts or more unusual Victorian type parts. I ended up with several catalogs that had some great stuff! This showed me that I could build almost any kind of Victorian lamp that I might want to.

I thought, I now need a shop like Dave to experiment with any antique lighting project that I might want to do. So, my father and I built a small eight by twelve foot shop in the back yard of my parent’s house. This consisted of 2X4 framing covered with cheap press board and a flat roof. There was a work bench against one twelve foot wall and shelving on the other. Because of the limited space, I needed a way to store tools that didn’t take up much room. A good friend of mine, Dave Feldman, had just the answer for this problem. Above the bench he helped me install pegboard so all of the tools could be stored neatly and be found at a glance.

Joe,s original shop
Joe’s original shop in the back of his parents’ house,

 

Dave Hartman helped me find buffing supplies and an old buffing machine. I purchased a belt grinder and a drill press. I went to garage sales and found some great tools. This made me very proud and excited to have a shop similar to Dave’s. although not as grand and complete as Dave’s shop it was still a good start.

At this time, I was still working in the kitchen at Glendale Memorial Hospital. I had made friends with Dick Van Hoosebecause he had trained me when I first started working there. We both attended the same high school. Dick was always fascinated by my Model A Ford. Soon he purchased one and we were touring buddies. Driving our Model A Fords through Griffith Park on our lunch breaks. Dick got a job at a British car repair shop but we still kept in touch.

One day Dick came over to hear the Fotoplayer which he really loved. He told me that he purchased the repair shop where he was working and offered me a job for considerably more money as a British car mechanic! I told him that I didn’t know anything about British cars and the only experience that I have ever had was keeping my Model A running. Dick told me that the way I showed him how to work on his Model A and how I had kept mine in such good running condition proved to him that I would make a good mechanic. This was only a small part of his decision to hire me. He told me that the real reason he wanted to hire me was, “Anyone who could learn to rebuild an American Fotoplayer and keep it playing in top shape would make a greatmechanic!”

I took the Job. (Thank you, Dave!)

 

 

To be continued…

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Through Silent Cinema Society, which is comprised of you, the fans and supporters of silent cinema, Joe will continue to enlighten and entertain with The Newsreel newsletter; this Silent Cinema Society website; and hopefully soon, live shows where audiences are once again able to wear big hats that block the screen. SCAT, the non-profit, will also support Silent Cinema Society so that information and entertainment will continue to be presented to you, silent cinema fans. Lady, will you please take off that big hat!

CH. 8: DAVE HARTMAN, MENTOR

By Joe Rinaudo

Dave Hartman

CHAPTER 1CHAPTER 2CHAPTER 3CHAPTER 4CHAPTER 5CHAPTER 6CHAPTER 7

Chapter 8

It has taken me a long time to come to grips with what happened next. For that reason, I have delayed my writing of this chapter as this was the hardest one to write.


As you might have remembered from chapter 7,  I have had a great dinner with Dave and Jennifer. Her spaghetti dinner and conversation were fun and fantastic as usual.  The next day when I called Dave’s house, Fred Von Helf’s wife, Diana, answered the phone. When I asked to talk to Dave she just said in a very somber voice “There was a tragedy here last night.” After my initial shock I asked “Are the kids and Dave all right?”  Then Diana’s voice on the phone said “Jennifer died last night.” 

I couldn’t speak for a few seconds. How could someone as alive and funny as Jennifer be gone? When I asked what happened, Diana just said that Jennifer had died in her sleep last night. I asked how Dave and the kids were doing (a very dumb question due to the fact that I was in a stunned state).  I didn’t know what to say other than “God bless her.”  I said something like “Oh my God I’m so sorry!” I started to cry and hung up the phone.

After gaining my composure, I wondered what can I possibly do at a time like this? The only thing I could think of was that two young children had lost their mother and Dave his wife! I didn’t know what to do next. The only thing I did know was that I needed to be with Dave and his kids. I went to a toy store and bought something for Cordie (the youngest). Being in a zombie like state, my only thought was to go to the market for groceries for Dave and the kids. When I arrived at Dave’s house it was a very chaotic  place filled with family and friends. Dave’s mom and brother, Dave’s friends Fred and Diana Von Helf, Jennifer’s brother and sisters along with Jennifer’s parents were all there giving support.  This was a house filled with sadness. Cordie was only 17 months old so she really didn’t seem to realize the gravity of the situation. Nadine, on the other hand, was not doing well as she was greatly consumed by the sudden loss of her mother.

When I finally got to see Dave to express my grief, He just said “Let’s go out to the shop for a while.”  I was at first surprised by this but then I realized that this was one way Dave could cope with what had just happened.


When we were out in his shop Dave said that he appreciated that all his family was doing for him and his children but he just needed to get away from all of the commotion for a while. Dave told me that his first and foremost concern was for his kids. I told him that if there is anything that I could do for him and the kids all he needs to do is ask. Dave said that he might need a friend to call upon from time to time for support and help.  I told him that I would be there for whatever he needed. He then sadly told me how he had awakened and found Jennifer’s cold body next to him. We both wondered how someone so young and vital could be gone! It was later found out in an autopsy that Jennifer had a congenital heart problem.  She had the heart of a 90-year-old!

The next several months were a bit of a blur. Dave’s mom stayed for several days and nights helping around the house along with babysitting Cordie and Nadine while Dave and I worked out in his shop. Dave had to keep working on restoration projects for his customers (to keep food on the table). Family members always seemed to be coming and going; helping wherever they could. I made it a point to try to get over to Dave’s house almost every day. Since I worked part time this made it possible to spend more time with Dave.

One time the phone rang and it was the bank asking why Dave was late on his mortgage payment. Dave said that he will pay it when he could. The lady from the bank said “You sure seem to be taking this lightly!” Dave said, “How else do you expect me to take it? My wife just died and I have two kids to raise!” The woman from the bank hung up. Dave made the payment a few days later. Several family members offered to take Dave’s children and raise them. Dave would have none of this and said “These are my kids and I will raise them!”


One evening Dave said, “Let’s go for pizza. I know a great place!” So, Dave, me, Nadine and Cordie all piled into Dave’s big old Chevy truck and headed off to a place called Mike’s Pizza. Cordie would stand up on the bench seat In between us and yell “I want to EAT!” Every time Dave would take off from a stop the truck would lurch forward (it was a stick).  Cordie’s head would then bounce off the back window with a boom! Like the sound of a bass drum! Cordie seemed totally unaffected by this situation as all she could think of was to eat! I thought that this might be an interesting experience.  So, after several “I want to EAT!” and Booms, we arrived at Mike’s Pizza. It was a Friday night so when we arrived, there was a line out the back door with about 25 people in front of us. I thought that this place must be good! As we slowly creeped up a little at a time. I thought that this better be good because it’s going to take all night to get in! Just then a rather skinny frail old man with white hair holding a clipboard comes out to count the people in line. The old man sees Dave and shouts rather loudly at us “Where the hell have you been? Your friends have been waiting for you inside!” So, he ushers us into the restaurant ahead of everybody else! Of course, there was no one waiting for us inside. So, the old man brings us to a table and shouts to Dave “Don’t let that happen again!” throws the menus on the table turns and leaves. I asked what that was all about. Dave said “That’s Paul the owner.” I said that “You must come here a lot for Paul to treat you so.” Dave just said with the Dave Hartman smile “I’ve been here a few times.”

The pizza was great! Along with the indescribable garlic rolls. These things were soft and gooey with a buttery garlic and melted cheese center that was to die for. They were always served hot and fresh! Mike’s Pizza also served something called a schooner of beer! It consisted of a huge heavy 24 oz. glass goblet of ice-cold draft beer! The schooner goblets were always kept frozen in a large freezer with a glass door. The house salad was a bowl of dark green lettuce served chilled with small discs of Italian meat. It came with a wonderful oil and vinegar dressing. The entire salad was topped with grated cheese! O.M.G.! What a feast! When we paid our bill and were walking out the door Paul came running after us yelling for someone to stop us because we hadn’t paid the bill! Then he yelled “O.K. have it your way just don’t ever come back!” Of course, everyone in the restaurant was laughing! It was always a very entertaining time with Paul and Dave at Mike’s Pizza!

Mike’s Pizza was located in Panorama city and was decorated with all sorts of race car memorabilia. On one of the various trips to this magical place I had asked Paul why all the racing décor and why is it called Mike’s if your name is Paul? Paul said that Mike was his son’s name who was killed in a racing accident and this was Paul and his wife’s way of remembering their son.  Dave, myself and his children spent many happy hours at Mike’s Pizza.


Dave was always working on the strangest things. He was restoring several Mutoscopes which was a card flipping motion picture machine. All kinds of antique phonographs, player pianos and several coin operated pianos. When I asked who was all of this stuff for Dave said “All this belongs to a good customer, Lennie Marvin.” I helped Dave deliver some of the restored items to Lennie. When we arrived, we were greeted by a very hyper, happy, fast-talking man. I found out that this was Lennie. Lennie opened up his garage which was filled with all kinds of antique phonographs, coin operated pianos, gambling machines and old arcade equipment.  When I asked Lennie what this was all for, he told me that he had been renting this kind of equipment to the movie industry to be used as props. I found out later that the jukebox featured in the T.V. show Happy Days was Lennie’s. I wondered how far could a guy go by renting things out of his garage. Dave said “Don’t under estimate Lennie. He has been giving me more and more work and I have watched his business grow steadily.” I realized that Dave was helping to grow Lennie’s business.


Fotoplayer lamp

Brass lamp, center. Red boxes contain Picturolls, left. A couple of funny characters, center. Organ pipes, above right. Logo rendered in gold leaf by friend Charlie DeSimone, presented to me on my 16th birthday. (I was wondering why that wooden panel—the cover to the roll mechanism—went missing a few days prior.)

I always wanted to start my own business. I had been trying to manufacture the lamp which was missing on my Fotoplayer.  Original lamps are very rare and only a couple are known to exist. This unique lamp was needed to give the operator light to work the Fotoplayer in the darkened theater.  A friendly collector who has a style 45 Fotoplayer, with one of the two lamps known to exist, was kind enough to send me photos and dimensions of his lamp. Since the lamp looks like a picture frame lamp it would be hard to fabricate. It was rolled sheet metal with special bracket arms at each end.   This was beyond my skill level. I asked Dave if he had any thoughts on how to make the lamp. Dave said that this was also out of his wheelhouse. He said that I should find a manufacturer that has the equipment to create this special type of lamp.

I inquired around and was told of a man by the name of David Sennett who was an old-style lamp manufacturer. When I went to see Mr. Sennett, I found him to be a very friendly man in a large old shop devoid of any other employees. This old shop was a wonderful place with all kinds of wire, lamp supplies and old-time manufacturing equipment. When I showed him a picture of the lamp he said “Do you want me to show you how to build one?” I couldn’t say “YES” fast enough! He takes a sheet of brass, shears it to size then rolls it to the proper diameter with a hand crank roller. He places it in a bending break and bends the front and rear 45 degree returns on the rolled shade! He did this on old hand and foot operated equipment just as it might have been done originally. He found two vase caps, one for each end of the rolled shade and (viola!) the shade was done! All in about 20 minutes! I was amazed at his skill level and how easy he made it look. Mr. Sennett told me that this was a great business to get into as custom fabrication of old-style lighting is a dying art. He told me that he did not have the arm and brackets but they are still being made. He gave me the name of a lamp supply where I could buy the brackets, wire and sockets to complete my project. When I asked how much I owed him for the lamp he said “Showing a young person how it was done was payment enough!” When I, again, insisted that he take some money he refused and told me that he had done well in this business and it was time for him to retire. He went on to say that if he could get more young people interested in this trade it would be a wonderful thing. I thanked him profusely and bid him well and gave practicing his trade some thought.

On my way home I thought what a kind and skilled man he was. I couldn’t wait to thank Dave for inspiring me to seek out someone like Mr. Sennett and tell him about my new adventure!  

It’s sobering to realize how chance meetings can change the direction of your life because what would happen next did just that.

To be continued…

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Joe Rinaudo, founder of Silent Cinema Society, is currently forming a non-profit which he calls SCAT —Silent Cinema Art and Technology — to fund the restoration and preservation of the actual machines and media of the silent era.

Advice and suggestions in the area of non-profits are most welcome. Contact Joe Rinaudo here.

Through Silent Cinema Society, which is comprised of you, the fans and supporters of silent cinema, Joe will continue to enlighten and entertain with The Newsreel newsletter; this Silent Cinema Society website; and hopefully soon, live shows where audiences are once again able to wear big hats that block the screen. SCAT, the non-profit, will also support Silent Cinema Society so that information and entertainment will continue to be presented to you, silent cinema fans. Lady, will you please take off that big hat!