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Ron Tammen 73rd Anniversary Quiz
How much do you know about Ron Tammen's disappearance? The first 10 people who answer all 10 questions correctly and who email me their results will receive a black and silver string bracelet, made in Turkey, with the words Ron Tammen spelled out in Morse code. C'mon! You can't win if you don't try!
Whew! This has been one enormous post, especially Part 3. Hopefully you’ve found some of this information to be useful. But we still haven’t answered the question that I led with in Part 1. Let’s address it first.
Who did Ronald Tammen call ‘friend’?
Of course, these are just guesses, but I’d put James McCord at the top of the list. Based on their shared ST-102, REC-19 stamps as well as their lf’s, it seems as though their paths had indeed crossed. Maybe they’d met in Miami, when McCord was sitting in on meetings at JM WAVE. Renowned JFK researcher and author James DiEugenio shared a fascinating anecdote about McCord in an article posted on the Kennedys and King website:
“But beyond that, when Lisa Pease and I were publishing Probe magazine in the nineties, we met up with former CIA pilot Carl McNabb. He said that prior to the Bay of Pigs, he had been briefed at the Miami CIA station, since he was part of the aerial facet. He noticed that McCord was in the room and he was struck by how taciturn he was. Afterward, he asked the briefer who he was. He told him his name. He then added that he was [then-CIA Chief of Operations/Plans Richard] Helms’ Zap Man. McNabb later showed me the very old notes with this information recorded on it. I asked him what the term meant. He replied McCord was his liquidator.”
Is it just me, or do the names “Zap Man” and “liquidator” sound like supervillains?
Speaking of supervillains, perhaps Morse Allen, who did much of the day-to-day work on Project Artichoke, and James McCord, who was right there with him as part of the CIA’s Security Research Staff, had known Ron as one of Project Artichoke’s star research subjects.
If they weren’t friends, maybe Ron considered McCord to be more of a boss figure. If so, perhaps Ron had signed on to work for McCord Associates, James McCord’s security firm at the time McCord was involved with Watergate.
Ron also may have been friends with some of the Cuban exiles as well as their American associate Frank Sturgis. As you may recall, Sturgis had 10s in the upper right corner of several of his FBI records, just like Ron did. Sturgis’s 10s on records from the 1950s and ‘60s mainly had to do with his counter-revolutionary activities in Cuba and Guatemala. A 10 from October 1973 deals with his conviction in a case in Florida involving an auto theft ring and whether his Watergate testimony had influenced that conviction. One 1977 document with a 10 in the right corner described how Sturgis, Bernard Barker, and Eugenio Martinez were seeking pardons from their Watergate convictions. My ongoing theory is that the 10’s signify a heads-up to the FBI’s liaison to the Secret Service. Ron Tammen, Frank Sturgis, Bernard Barker, and the others might have all been work friends whose antics were keeping the Secret Service on alert.
My third choice is that he may have been friends with Richard Cox. Do you remember how a former professor at Miami University had written to the Army’s Criminal Investigative Division in 1952 letting them know that he and his wife, also a professor, were familiar with someone who looked very much like Richard Cox during their time in Oxford? Both felt certain that it was he. In his letter to the CID, the man said that the individual was an employee “of a shop or restaurant or even, perhaps, of the university” in Oxford, Ohio, for the period of January through September 1950, before he and his wife moved to the Chicago area. In an FBI report, his wife told agents that she and her husband believed the young man worked in a “public or semi-public place such as a restaurant or filling station.” Maybe Richard Cox had been recruiting young college men in that town for the CIA for a few years, bonus points if they were gay, and he and Ron struck up a friendship. Or maybe they met in Florida working for the CIA and somehow stumbled upon the uncanny coincidence that they were both two young men from the Buckeye state who’d disappeared from their college dorms within three years of each other. Small world!
In all seriousness, can you imagine Ron Tammen hanging out with James McCord, Frank Sturgis, and Richard Cox in a secret Miami meeting spot? If that ever happened, I would’ve loved to have been a fly on that pink stucco wall.
Or maybe they met on the beach. Can you picture it?
left to right: James McCord, Ron Tammen, Richard Cox, and Frank Sturgis mingling in my imagination
Look, I’m sorry to have to change the subject, but I need to tell you guys something, and there’s no easy way for me to do it.
What’s up?
I recently realized that I was mistaken about something, and I’ve promised that I’d let you all know whenever that happens. It has to do with my post “Ron, Dan, Jim, and Hank: four all-American ‘bad boys’ in the summer of ’73.”Don’t get me wrong—I still stand behind most of that write-up, which also discusses Watergate, James McCord, Daniel Ellsberg, and Hank Greenspun, only less in-depth than we’ve done today. What I got wrong was the part about Richard G. Hunsinger, the FBI administrator who’d grown up in Oxford, Ohio. As it turns out, he didn’t sign the FBI report dated June 15, 1973.
I really did think that the initials RGH looked like how Richard G. Hunsinger wrote them. What’s more, I thought that the signature next to his initials looked like it came from Willistine Goode, Hunsinger’s capable assistant. It, too, resembled her signature. But I was oh so wrong, and the actual signer makes more sense.
The signer of that FBI report was the special agent in charge of the Chicago Field Office in 1973, Richard G. Held. In 1976, Held would be promoted to associate director of the FBI by Clarence Kelley after Nicholas P. Callahan had been fired for financial wrongdoing. Of course, it makes total sense that the SAC of the Chicago office would sign the form that they themselves had submitted to Headquarters. I’m embarrassed that I immediately jumped to Hunsinger. Please forgive. I will try to do better.
Wow. Who knew that you’d have to study so much handwriting in this project?
Do you know what would have been helpful before I got started with this project? It would have been helpful if I’d received training in handwriting analysis. I’m not talking about the kind of handwriting analysis in which you can tell someone’s personality by their handwriting. I don’t really care about that. I’m talking about forensic document examination in which you can identify whether two or more handwriting samples were written by the same person. Think about all of those scribbles and scrawls on Ron’s FBI records. Wouldn’t it be fantastic if we could identify the people who’d written them?
Why don’t you just hire someone?
Forensic document examiners aren’t cheap. It’s a lot like hiring an attorney. The science of examining handwritten letters on documents takes hours and hours, with every one of those hours costing several hundred dollars. Because I’m not rolling in dough, I need to be judicious, and to consider hiring one only when the outcome of that examination would be most worthwhile. But that’s just me.
Pro tip: If you’re someone who’s just starting out career-wise, and you’re also considering doing some FOIA research of your own, I’d highly recommend getting certified in forensic document examination. Imagine having that skill at your fingertips as you were poring over old FBI or CIA records. It could set you way ahead of the pack.
Have you ever hired a forensic document examiner?
I have.
And?
Totally worth it. But that’s a story that’ll have to wait until another day.
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ADDENDUM
Oh. Em. GEE, Kenneth W. Whittaker and E. Howard Hunt were neighbors??
As you can imagine, I’ve been learning as much as I can about the White House Plumbers, since, oh, I dunno, I think Ron Tammen may have known one or more of them. Well guess what? Remember Kenneth W. Whittaker, the special agent in charge of the FBI’s Miami Field Office whose 1-gamma scribble looks a lot like a notation on one of Ron’s FBI records? (See part 1.) Well, today I learned that Kenneth W. Whittaker was neighbors with E. Howard Hunt of Watergate fame (see part 3) beginning in 1977, after Hunt was released from prison for his Watergate escapades.
Neighbors.
Look, I understand that it’s a small world and all. I even make a point of saying that to people when the situation calls for it. But neighbors?
Here’s Kenneth Whittaker’s affidavit that he wrote on behalf of E. Howard Hunt when Hunt was seeking a pardon for his Watergate escapades. (He didn’t get it.) I don’t know about you, but there are coincidences, and then there are coincidences, and I’m not so sure I believe that having Howard Hunt move in next door to the former SAC of the FBI’s Miami Field Office would qualify as a bona fide coincidence. Would you?
Image from the FBI Vault; click on image for a closer viewImage from the FBI Vault; click on image for a closer view
I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that I tend to picture Ron Tammen as some kind of Forrest Gump–type character, living his mysterious life in the foreground of America’s most momentous events of the mid-to-late 20th century. I was never a fan of that movie, by the way, and not just because of the way Forrest said the name Jenny, which people have kiddingly been subjecting me to on occasion since the movie came out in 1994. I’m pretty sure that that movie is one of the reasons why anyone named Jennifer who was born after the year 1980 has opted to be called Jen. But yeah, agreed. I’ve managed to insert Ron Tammen into some iconic moments in American history. But I’m not doing this on purpose. It’s where the evidence has led me. And right now, for what it’s worth, Ron’s FBI records have led me to Watergate.
Do you think Ron Tammen might have had something to do with Watergate?
If he did, he seemed to escape detection during the investigation. To date, I’ve found no one who fits his description in books and government records I’ve read on the June 17, 1972, Watergate break-in. I’m not saying he wasn’t somehow involved. I just haven’t been able to locate him.
With that said, when Ron’s records were making the rounds at the FBI, their work was essentially done regarding the Watergate break-in. In January 1973, James McCord and G. Gordon Liddy were convicted for their crimes weeks after E. Howard Hunt, Eugenio Martinez, Virgilio Gonzalez, Bernard Barker, and Frank Sturgis had pleaded guilty. But that doesn’t mean the FBI’s work pertaining to Watergate was completely over.
On May 25, 1973, Harvard law professor Archibald Cox was sworn in as the special prosecutor charged with investigating the additional Watergate-related matters that were coming out daily in the news and during the televised Senate hearings. Watergate was now one very large, writhing can of worms, and man oh man…right away, dude was digging into the dirt, worm by squirmy worm, in search of rock bottom.
Special Prosecutor Archibald Cox; Source: Library of Congress, no known restrictions on publication; Chick Harrity, photographer
Meanwhile, over at the FBI, L. Patrick Gray (pictured below at left) had stepped down as acting director on April 27, 1973, after it was revealed that he’d willfully destroyed crucial evidence pertaining to the Watergate break-in. At the onset of Archibald Cox’s appointment, he and his staff were communicating frequently with the FBI’s acting director, William Ruckelshaus (pictured in the center). In July 1973, with the swearing in of FBI Director Clarence Kelley (pictured at right), the Special Prosecutor’s Office was requesting that FBI agents follow up on all sorts of questions pertaining to Cox’s multipronged investigation.
Were Richard Cox and Archibald Cox related to one another?
Wouldn’t that be crazy? Nah, I’m sure they weren’t. But because I’m lucky enough to be writing about two men with the same last name in one four-part blog series, I’ll be sure to make it very clear which one I’m talking about from here on out.
What sorts of things was Archibald Cox investigating?
The special prosecutor immediately set his sights on prohibited contributions, illegal wiretaps, election law violations, and other criminal acts by the Committee to Reelect the President, commonly referred to as the ever-so-apropos acronym CREEP, as well as others in CREEP’s corrupt orbit. One obvious area for exploration was the other suspicious break-ins that had been reported at roughly the same time as the break-in at DNC Headquarters.
Tell us more about the additional break-ins
According to FBI records, Archibald Cox sought the FBI’s assistance in investigating roughly 20 break-ins that appeared to be related to Watergate. Although I’m unable to find the original memo with his instructions, I’ve found references that state that he made such a request on June 19, 1973. But look, he and his assistants sent the FBI scads of memos, many one case at a time. It’s possible that they sent several memos versus one omnibus memo. Let’s not sweat it, OK?
First and foremost, Archibald Cox wanted to know more about the break-in at the office of Daniel Ellsberg’s psychiatrist, Dr. Lewis Fielding, in September 1971. As we’ve discussed in the past, Daniel Ellsberg had leaked what became known as the Pentagon Papers to the New York Times and Washington Post, and Nixon was so incensed about it, his DOJ charged Ellsberg and his associate Anthony Russo with such crimes as theft of government documents and espionage. The Fielding break-in had initially flown under the radar because a career burglar named Elmer Davis had confessed to the crime and, shortly thereafter, the Beverly Hills PD had quietly closed the case. It was E. Howard Hunt’s testimony before the Watergate grand jury that brought the Fielding break-in into the light, placing Hunt, G. Gordon Liddy, and “two of the men from Miami” at Fielding’s office. When prosecutors alerted Judge William Matthew Byrne, Jr., who was presiding over Daniel Ellsberg’s and Anthony Russo’s trial in Los Angeles, about what Hunt had told the grand jury, Byrne ordered that he be given access to Hunt’s testimony, which was also released to the public on May 4, 1973. One week later, on May 11, 1973, all charges were dropped against Ellsberg and Russo because of government misconduct.
Archibald Cox considered the Fielding break-in significant. Stephen Trott, deputy district attorney for the City of Los Angeles, said this about what Archibald had told him: “…as far as constitutional matters were concerned, he thought our case was much more important than the Watergate case itself.” Here was the U.S. government breaking into a private citizen’s office without a warrant hoping to find evidence that they could use to discredit his patient because they felt he’d crossed the line. Said Trott, “Archibald Cox thought these claims raised a significant issue: Can the President authorize the break-in of a psychiatrist’s office to steal the file of someone on trial in order to give it to the Detroit News?”
Archibald also wanted more information about the purported break-in at Hank Greenspun’s Las Vegas Sun office in 1972. Although FBI records claim that it was merely planned and didn’t happen, John Ehrlichman, White House assistant for domestic affairs, had told Nixon that “I guess they actually got in.” Archibald also wanted to know more about a break-in at Dan Rather’s home on April 9, 1972, as well as about 17 others.
Here are 10 additional noteworthy break-ins singled out by William Ruckelshaus for Clarence Kelley as he was passing the baton to him in July 1973. Because Ruckelshaus was giving Kelley a birds-eye view of the most pressing issues pertaining to the Watergate investigation, I have to presume that these were also on the special prosecutor’s A-list. (Note that the last one was later withdrawn.)
Chilean Embassy and Chilean officials residing in New York City
Law firm of Fried, Frank, Harris, Shriver, and Kampelman (Ruckelshaus referred to it as Sargent Shriver’s law firm, though the offices of Patricia Harris and Max Kampelman were also broken into)
Robert Strauss, Democratic National Committee Chairman, NAACP
Richard Gerstein, Dade County prosecutor
Carol Scott, attorney for Vietnam Veterans Against the War (VVAW)
Michael Lerner, defendant in the Seattle Seven case
Lee Holley, attorney for the Seattle Seven
Gerald Lefcourt, activist and attorney for the Detroit Weathermen and Chicago Seven (also wiretaps)
Washington Free Press
National Committee Against Repressive Legislation (this was later withdrawn by special prosecutor)
But the break-ins didn’t end there. According to “The Unsolved Break-Ins 1970-1974,” by Robert Fink, in the October 10, 1974, issue of Rolling Stone magazine, additional victims included those on the list below. Fink points out that “Since the break-ins continued after the Watergate arrests—indeed into this summer [of 1974]—it is a reasonable speculation that other teams of burglars were involved: either additional ‘plumbers’ or special FBI or CIA investigative units.” Fink also estimated that “at least 100 break-ins, apparently political in nature, occurred during the Nixon administration.”
Charles Garry, San Francisco attorney who was general counsel to the Black Panthers, and represented Bobby Seale and Huey P. Newton
Egbal Ahmad, Pakistani scholar at the University of Chicago’s Adlai Stevenson Institute of International Affairs
United States Servicemen’s Fund
Federal Reserve Board’s Bank Operations Office, on the eighth floor of the Watergate building
NAACP Legal Defense Fund
Intertel (Howard Hughes was a client)
Tad Szulc – former New York Times investigative reporter specializing in intelligence
Sen. Lowell P. Weicker, Jr., Republican member of Senate Watergate Committee
Finance office of the National Welfare Rights Organization, a lobbying group representing welfare recipients
Potomac Associates, research organization that had published a report critical of the Nixon administration
CBS correspondent Marvin Kalb’s office in the State Department
Washington Society of Friends Meeting House and adjoining Quaker House – the group was planning a prayer vigil for peace to take place in the White House
Institute for Policy Studies – led by former members of the Kennedy administration; one victim’s roommate, Carole Cullums, also had her antiwar office broken into at the same time
Offices of Common Cause, including John Gardner, director
Senate Permanent Investigations Subcommittee
Goddard College
Louis Harris, pollster
Mortimer Caplin, who was commissioner of the IRS under Kennedy administration
Sol Linowitz, former U.S. ambassador to the Organization of American States, and former adviser to Senator Muskie (alleged break-in)
Archibald Cox’s top-20 list of break-ins wasn’t all that he asked the FBI to investigate. He had other requests as well.
What else did Archie request?
Oh! So we’re now using his nickname that was generally reserved for friends and family? That’s fine—he was a good guy, and I think he’d be OK with it.
Archie was also interested in the infamous “dirty tricks” that Nixon and his cadre of criminals were up to. The chief trickster was an L.A. attorney named Donald Segretti, who’d acquired a skillset in such areas as character assassination, subterfuge, and general assholery while he was a student at the University of Southern California. Segretti’s main purpose was to sabotage the campaigns of the Democratic primary candidates, including Hubert Humphrey, George McGovern, Henry Jackson, and Edmund Muskie—especially Muskie, since Nixon and CREEP considered him to be the most challenging to beat if he’d won the Democratic nomination. Segretti accomplished this through a variety of nefarious means, from spreading rumors about the candidates’ sex lives to hiring operatives to infiltrate opposition headquarters to distributing false propaganda about their campaigns. He and his minions managed to bring Muskie’s candidacy down with a fraudulent letter published in the Manchester (NH) Union Leader accusing him of laughing when someone on his staff made a disparaging remark about French-Canadians. Muskie’s emotional rebuttal speech to what’s now known as the “Canuck letter” finished Segretti’s job for him since people said Muskie looked like he was crying even though I honestly don’t see it and Muskie said it was just snow on his cheeks. Later on, at the Democratic convention in Miami Beach, Segretti hired people to cosplay as “hippie” protestors, employing antics such as rock throwing and urinating in public to make Democratic nominee George McGovern look bad. Among those who were assisting Segretti with his dirty tricks were several White House Plumbers, including, you guessed it, idea men E. Howard Hunt and G. Gordon Liddy.
Who at the FBI conducted the investigations?
The division that took the lead for investigating the June 17, 1972, break-in at the Watergate Hotel was Division 6, the General Investigative Division. The Washington Field Office, being the office of origin for Watergate, conducted much of the legwork as well. For the follow-up investigations, those two groups were joined by the Domestic Intelligence Division, Division 5, especially for the other break-ins. This makes sense since I’ve suspected that the scribbles on Ron’s FBI records, including his “see index” notation, appear to have originated in Division 5.
What do you make of all of this?
I see it this way: During the exact same time period in which the likes of James W. McCord, E. Howard Hunt, and Donald Segretti were being investigated by the FBI at the request of the Special Prosecutor’s Office, Ronald Tammen’s records were being scrutinized by agents in the same division and were receiving the exact same notations that the Watergate guys received.
The notation shared by all the major players as well as Ron is the underlined “lf” (a script lowercase l and f), which appears in the righthand margin about midway down the page. Here are a few examples of the lf in its natural habitat:
Subject: CIA Involvement in Ellsberg Case; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer view Subject: Subpoena of Donald Segretti’s American Express records; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer view
Subject: McCord et al — teletype from Miami Field Office to Acting Director Ruckelshaus; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer view
Subject: Watergate, Ellsberg, and related matters — did Acting Director Gray cause delays in Watergate investigation; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer view
Subject: Memo for Mr. Felt re possibility of testifying before Watergate committee about relationship with Liddy and Hunt; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer viewSubject: L. Patrick Gray — Material maintained in his office when he resigned; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer viewSubject: Ruckelshaus to Cox — items for consideration re Watergate; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer viewSubject: Ron Tammen’s missing person case; click on image for a closer view
If only there were some kind of timeline we could look at…
You’re in luck! I’ve created a timeline that lists several key dates tied to Ron’s records (in blue), several key Watergate milestones (in black), and my tally of FBI records covering the additional Watergate-related break-ins or dirty tricks that were given an underlined lf mark during the interim time periods (in italics inside gray box). Note that the Watergate players received lf marks beyond this timeframe, mostly before May 9, but this is where they overlap with the dates on Ron’s documents. After July 11, 1973, the lf’s appear to have stopped.
5/9/73 – Cincinnati Field Office submits Welco man’s fingerprints to FBI Headquarters and inquires if they match Ron’s.
On 5/9/73 and 5/10/73, 6 memos and teletypes were written having to do with Daniel Ellsberg and Anthony Russo, James McCord and illegal wiretapping, and materials that were in L. Patrick Gray’s office before he left the FBI. All received an underlined lf.
5/11/73 – All charges are dropped in Daniel Ellsberg and Anthony Russo’s trial due to government misconduct.
5/22/73 – FBI HQ sends fingerprint results to Cincinnati Field Office.
5/22/73 – James McCord tells the Senate Watergate Committee that G. Gordon Liddy and other White House Plumbers had planned to burglarize Hank Greenspun’s office.
Between 5/22/73 and 5/24/73, 3 memos and teletypes were written about James McCord and illegal wiretapping as well as FBI testimony concerning the agency’s prior relationship with G. Gordon Liddy and E. Howard Hunt. All received an underlined lf.
5/25/73 – Archibald Cox is sworn in as special prosecutor of the Watergate investigation.
Between 5/31/73 and 6/4/73, 11 memos and teletypes are written on several Watergate-related matters, including the investigation by the Special Prosecutor’s Office. All received an underlined lf.
6/5/73 – Ron’s missing person records are removed from the “Ident” [Identification] files.
Between 6/5/73 and 6/18/73, 22 memos and teletypes are written on Watergate-related matters, including the investigation into Donald Segretti. All received an underlined lf.
6/19/73 – Archibald Cox asks the FBI to investigate ~20 burglaries that could involve the White House Plumbers.
Between 6/19/73 and 6/27/73, 26 memos and teletypes are written on Watergate-related matters, including, a new request from the special prosecutor, James McCord and illegal wiretapping, and Donald Segretti. All received an underlined lf.
6/27/73 – This is the last date stamp on Ron’s FBI records. Note that that’s when they arrived on someone’s desk; we don’t know when they were done looking at his file.
7/9/73 – Clarence Kelley is sworn in as FBI director.
Between 7/9/73 and 7/11/73, 3 memos and teletypes are written on the FBI’s investigation into the burglary of Hank Greenspun’s office as well as James McCord and illegal wiretapping. All received an underlined lf. They are also the last records that I know of in which the lf’s appear.
7/13/73 – Alexander Butterfield reveals the existence of the White House tapes during a closed-door session of the Senate Watergate Committee, and then, three days later, during televised hearings.
7/23/73 – Archibald Cox subpoenas President Nixon for the White House tapes.
For those readers who may not know how this saga ends, on Saturday, October 20, 1973, Richard Nixon instructed Attorney General Elliot Richardson to fire Archibald Cox for his relentless pursuit of the White House tapes. Richardson resigned in protest and William Ruckelshaus, who became Richardson’s deputy AG after his stint as acting FBI director, was fired for also refusing to sack Archibald Cox. Solicitor General Robert Bork followed through with Nixon’s order. The event is infamously known as the Saturday Night Massacre, and history will forever look kindly upon Archibald Cox, Elliot Richardson, and William Ruckelshaus for standing up to political corruption and government malfeasance. As for Richard Nixon, who resigned from the presidency on August 9, 1974, and Robert Bork, whose Supreme Court nomination went down in flames in 1987, not so much.
Attorney General Elliot Richardson
Back to the timeline. During the short window in which at least 71 Watergate-related records were given underlined lf’s, Ron Tammen’s FBI records received 4 of the same distinctive lf’s. With that said, I suppose I should let you know about one outlier document that received an underlined lf during this same period.
What document was that?
It’s an FBI laboratory report dated June 15, 1973, and it had to do with a bomb threat to a federal courthouse in Madison, Wisconsin. The way I see it, the person who was monitoring the FBI’s investigations into the Watergate-related burglaries and dirty tricks was also interested in bomb plots against federal buildings. What can I say? He was a multitasker. Although my opinion may change sometime down the road, I continue to believe the person making the underlined lf’s was Leon Francis (Frank) Schwartz, the FBI’s liaison to the CIA.
Incidentally, the bomb plot was given lots of 10s on subsequent records, and one of the persons who was investigated for the bomb plot had the first name of Ronald. But I don’t think he was our Ronald.
Subject: Ronald Dean Kessenich bomb threat; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer view
What makes you so sure?
Don’t get me wrong—I find him interesting. The bomb suspect’s full name was Ronald Dean Kessenich, and judging from the news articles I’ve read, he made some poor choices during his life. These include robbing a Las Vegas bank in 1967 and, in 1976, sending threatening letters to the judge who presided over the trial as well as the prosecutor and defense attorney. The threatening bomb plot letters were mailed while Kessenich was incarcerated in Leavenworth Prison.
Ronald Kessenich was born in September 1944 in Madison, Wisconsin, which would make him roughly 11 years younger than Ron Tammen. He died in January 2008, which falls within the same window of time in which I believe Tammen died.
Ronald Kessenich was a son, two-times husband (possibly three), and stepfather, so I think he was a real person, not a pseudonym provided to someone else courtesy of the CIA. The most compelling reason that I think Ron Tammen was associated with the Watergate crowd versus the bomb plot is because of the stamp combination that Ron shared with James McCord. As you longtime Good Man readers know, I’m talking about the stamp combo that first launched me down the FBI “stamp and scribble” rabbit hole: ST-102, REC-19. According to my records, James McCord received the ST-102, REC-19 stamps beginning on July 26, 1973, roughly a month after the last date stamp on Ron Tammen’s FBI records. From what I can tell, there are 21 records with the two stamps on McCord’s records and they end sometime on or before August 10, 1973. (The last date is partially concealed.) The topics aren’t consistent, but many involve requests made by the Special Prosecutor’s Office and the FBI’s reports on those requests.
In contrast, eight of Ron Tammen’s records have the ST-102, REC-19 stamps on them, with the most recent record dated May 9, 1973. That was the Cincinnati Field Office’s request for a comparison between Ron’s and the Welco man’s fingerprints. To the best of my knowledge, only records pertaining to the FBI’s investigation into James McCord’s potential involvement in Watergate-related break-ins and Ron Tammen’s missing person records were ever given that stamp combination.
Have you learned anything new about the ST-102, REC-19 stamp combination?
Two of the documents with that stamp combination focus on a letter that had been sent to the Department of Justice on July 26, 1973, by a prisoner in San Quentin State Prison named Vladimir A. Zatko. In his letter, Zatko claims that he’d been given $25,000 by “two close associates of President R. Nixon” to kill Sirhan Sirhan, the man convicted of assassinating Robert F. Kennedy. Zatko also said that “I still have in my possession (at my residence in Beverly Hills) several letters written to me by E. Howard Hunt (who is also involved in the Watergate affair).” (Apparently Vladimir Zatko enjoyed using parentheses as much as I do.) Naturally, Archibald Cox found this allegation to be of interest, and, on August 6, 1973, he requested that the FBI interview Zatko. If the San Francisco Field Office followed Cox’s and FBI Director Clarence Kelley’s orders, and I have to presume they did, I’m unable to find their report online.
Subject: Letter of Vladimir A. Zatko — from Assistant Attorney General Henry E. Petersen to Special Prosecutor Archibald Cox; note the ST-102, REC-19 stamps in the center of the page, which happen to be in the same general location as the ST-102, REC-19 stamps on Ron’s missing person document included with the lf examples; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer viewVladimir A. Zatko’s letter; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer viewVladimir A. Zatko’s envelope; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer viewSubject: McCord et al, p1 — from FBI Director Clarence Kelley to the SAC in the San Francisco Field Office; note the ST-102, REC-19 stamps at the top left side of the page; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer viewSubject: McCord et al, p2 — from FBI Director Clarence Kelley to the SAC in the San Francisco Field Office; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this record available; click on image for a closer view
But have you guys ever heard of Mae Brussell? She was an independent investigative journalist and radio personality who began her investigative journey when she had serious doubts about the Warren Commission’s conclusions about JFK’s assassination. Don’t let the term “conspiracy theorist” on her Wikipedia page throw you. Mae herself would be fine with that label. She embraced it even. Her radio program was called “Dialogue: Conspiracy.” But she was a tenacious researcher who managed to dig up some fascinating details about JFK, RFK, Watergate, mind control, Operation Paperclip, and other subjects that, as it turns out, we’ve discussed on this site as well. Her delivery of accusations can be dizzying and I couldn’t possibly buy into all of her claims, but I respect her tenacity for research.
According to the book “The Essential Mae Brussell: Investigations of Fascism in America,” written and compiled by Alex Constantine, Vladimir A. Zatco (Mae spelled it with a ‘c’) wasn’t the man’s real name. Rather, it was the name of a man who’d died in a car accident in Italy in 1968. According to Brussell, the man’s true name was Eugen (I’ve also seen it spelled Eugene) Wrangell, who Brussell claimed was “sent to San Quentin for the purpose of murdering Sirhan Sirhan.” Furthermore, she said that “$25,000 cash is in an account, deposited by one of the White House Plumber teams from the CIA,” which coincides with the information contained in Zatko’s letter.
I’ve done some looking into this matter as well. I’ve found one man named Eugene Wrangell who’d worked in pulp mills in Alaska for 25 years starting in the 1950s. But there were no vital records for him on Ancestry—no Census records, no birth or death records, nothing. I’ve found no one by the name Eugen Wrangell. Likewise, I found no Vladimir Zatco, but I found Vladimir A. Zatko. According to his Social Security Death Index listing, he was born in 1946 in what’s now the Czech Republic, or Czechia, and he died in California in 1999. I also found numerous news articles, other FBI records, and lawsuits concerning a prisoner named Vladimir A. Zatko. Apparently, he was well known among prison staff for his copious complaints about prison conditions as well as for making some oversized claims about himself, and not in a complimentary way. He once told a federal court in Memphis that he was responsible for MLK Jr.’s assassination. In 1988, he wrote a letter to Senator Robert C. Byrd, informing him of a KGB assassination plot against him and the Pope. He was also litigious, and he wasn’t afraid to aim high. In October 1973, a few months after he wrote to the DOJ about Sirhan Sirhan, he filed a lawsuit against the United States of America, including Congress and Richard Milhous Nixon. (The Congressional Record doesn’t tell us the basis of that suit.) I guess he also sued the Shah of Iran at one time. When Clarence Kelley was passing along Archibald Cox’s request to the San Francisco SAC, Kelley told him that Zatko was described as being “schizophrenic” and a “compulsive liar “ and that Archibald Cox was aware of his “unstable background.” (Those descriptions have all been redacted from the above version.) Still, the special prosecutor requested that he be interviewed. As for Eugen or Eugene Wrangell, I don’t know where Mae Brussell got her information. Because Brussell was known to correspond with inmates regarding how they were being treated in prison, Vladimir Zatko may have been her source. I don’t know.
Based on the additional information I’ve learned, I’m going to go out on a limb and say that Vladimir A. Zatko’s allegations about a plot to kill Sirhan Sirhan were likely untrue. But I do have to ask: how wild is it that Ronald Tammen’s FBI records carry the same elusive stamp combination found on two records having to do with Archibald Cox’s investigation into an alleged plot by the White House Plumbers to kill Sirhan Sirhan? I still find that interesting.
Did any of the other break-in victims receive an lf?
Not that I can tell. I’ve looked up the cases listed in William Ruckelshaus’ memo to Clarence Kelley as well as the additional cases described in the Rolling Stone article, and, as of today’s date, the only lf marks that I could find were on the records that I’ve described here. By all appearances, these were also the most high-profile cases under investigation. That someone at the FBI would somehow tie Ron Tammen’s missing person records to the most notorious of the White House Plumbers and dirty tricksters remains inexplicable to me. I will say this—at least it could help us understand why Ron was given a 2-D on the first page of his FBI records.
What 2-D?
In the left margin of the first page of Ron’s FBI records, beneath the words “see index,” is the notation 2-D. In a former post, I discussed my belief (in which I remain 100% confident) that the D refers to the Department, as in the Department of Justice. The 2 indicates that the DOJ received two copies of either that first document or the entire file. The DOJ wasn’t notified about every FBI investigation—only the more sensitive or extreme cases. Those D’s signify an elevation in importance, with a 2-D being even more elevated than a 1-D.
In addition, the FBI is adamant that it doesn’t investigate missing persons cases, so it wouldn’t make sense for the DOJ to receive two copies of someone’s missing person records unless it was something major. It’s rare for any missing person case to warrant even a 1-D on their FBI records, though it sometimes happened. One of Richard Cox’s records had a 1-D. So did one of Charles McCullar’s. But if Ron was somehow lumped in with the Special Prosecutor’s Office investigations, then his 2-D would make sense. After all, Archibald Cox had been appointed by the attorney general, Elliot Richardson, head of the DOJ. If Ron Tammen’s name and alias had bubbled up in the FBI’s investigations called upon by the special prosecutor, they would have likely needed to alert the DOJ to this discovery. Maybe one of those two copies went to Elliot Richardson and the other went to Archie himself. It’s just a hypothesis, but it’s a fun one.
OK. Time for a breather. Maybe we should get a snack or something before moving to Part 4. You’ve earned it.
In Part 1, I cheekily claimed that I thought Ron Tammen was living in Miami, Florida, in the early 1970s, and possibly much earlier, and I based my claim on two scribbles on his records that, in my view, looked as though they either originated from the FBI’s Miami Field Office or were somehow related to the city of Miami, Florida. One unresolved issue you might have with that theory is that one of those symbols, a face-down z, was also found on several of Richard Cox’s FBI records. As I recall, at the end of Part 1, you asked a question…can you ask it again?
Richard Colvin Cox
Did Richard Cox live in Miami too?
I think Richard Cox lived in Florida for at least part of his life after he disappeared, and, more specifically, he’s been identified as having been in the lower-eastern side of the state. Whether he was living in Miami proper or somewhere near there, I don’t know.
But I definitely think he was living in Florida. On May 27, 1960, an FBI report was submitted describing a potential sighting of Richard Cox in a popular dive bar in Orlando. The report was written by the Miami Field Office’s special agent in charge (SAC), who at the time was Lee O. Teague, and his source was a trusted PCI—FBI-speak for a potential criminal informant. A potential criminal informant was an informant who was described as “under development” by the FBI. I know that this potential criminal informant was trusted because a reliable source that I’ve spoken with had access to a separate FBI record that referred to the person as “an informant of known reliability.” So, in a nutshell, my reliable source was in possession of a document quoting the FBI’s reliable source, which is double the reliability in my view.
Which is just…so…interesting. Because, even though, in 2013, I requested all of the FBI’s Richard Cox records that had been released in the past, my reliable source’s record wasn’t released to me personally. Or if it was, most of the words were covered up on my version.
And that brings us back to the May 27, 1960, report, which is quite the wild read, but you wouldn’t know it from the record the FBI had sent me in 2013. What they sent me, three decades after they’d sent an unredacted version to my reliable source, contains big blocks of redactions and page 2 is missing entirely. Here’s what they sent me:
Page 1 of Richard Cox’s May 27, 1960, FBI Report, as sent to me in 2013; click on image for a closer viewPage 3 of Richard Cox’s May 27, 1960, FBI Report, as sent to me in 2013; click on image for a closer viewPage 4 of Richard Cox’s May 27, 1960, FBI Report, as sent to me in 2013; click on image for a closer view
I get it. Not helpful. What version did they send your reliable source?
Here’s the version that they sent to my reliable source and should have sent to me, with the name and personally identifiable information of the informant and several others redacted.
Page 1 of Richard Cox’s May 27, 1960, FBI Report, as given to me by a reliable source; click on image for a closer viewPage 2 of Richard Cox’s May 27, 1960, FBI Report, as given to me by a reliable source; click on image for a closer viewPage 3 of Richard Cox’s May 27, 1960, FBI Report, as given to me by a reliable source; click on image for a closer viewPage 4 of Richard Cox’s May 27, 1960, FBI Report, as given to me by a reliable source; click on image for a closer view
The only thing I can surmise from their decision to redact all of those details after they’d already released them to a member of the public is that either the FBI thinks it might have been Richard Cox sitting in that bar or that they absolutely, without a doubt know that it was Cox. If they didn’t think it was him or if they still didn’t know whether it was or wasn’t, why would they care if I saw that report? It would just be one of many red herrings in the case. But to declassify information and then turn around and reclassify it? That tells me that they felt the need to rescind their earlier decision because the information contained within it was too hot for you and me to handle. It also tells me that the FBI doesn’t have its heart in the Freedom of Information Act. To them, FOIA is a nuisance, the American public doesn’t have a right to know the truth, and redacting pertinent information for reasons other than what’s permitted by law is how they maintain control over our national narrative. (Note: As always, if you happen to be with the FBI and you feel that I’ve depicted you and your colleagues unfairly, please don’t hesitate to contact me. If all remains quiet, I’ll presume you agree.)
I encourage you to read the report, because it really is fascinating. For now, here are the most pertinent details: The informant was at the Sho-Bar Tavern in Orlando, Florida, sometime “shortly before 5/16/60,” when he met a woman named Allie, from Key West. Allie was there to meet up with her date, a guy who, upon his arrival, introduced himself as R.C. Mansfield, though Allie called him Richard. Mansfield had arrived with a white male by the name of Welch, who appeared to be about 40 years old. The report doesn’t state Richard’s age or race, but you get the impression that he was younger than 40 and was probably also white. Welch soon left the bar and didn’t return until much later that night. The informant had no idea where he went.
This left Richard, Allie, and the informant with hours to kill talking and drinking, which I imagine is an ideal scenario for any informant. The conversation wound its way to the topic of military service, and, as two manly men who’ve been drinking are inclined to do, Richard and the informant got into a (ahem) pissing contest over whose was better—Richard’s service in the Army or the informant’s service in the Marines. (Answer: all branches are equally valuable, and we are grateful to all who have served.) Richard then bragged about his unit in Germany being the finest, and when the informant said, “Oh, yeah? Well, if it was so great, why don’t you go back to the Army?” (or something to that effect), Richard said that he couldn’t. He said that, as far as his family and the Army were concerned, he’s been dead for roughly eight years. He then admitted that his last name wasn’t Mansfield. It was Cox.
This all tracks for several reasons. First, Richard Colvin (aka R.C.) Cox was from Mansfield, Ohio, so it would make sense for him to choose his hometown as an alias. Second, Richard Cox had served in the Army from September 1946 through late 1947, right before he received his congressional appointment to attend West Point. In February 1947, he was stationed in Germany, first in the Sixth Constabulary Squadron in Marburg, and later transferred to the 27th Constabulary Squadron at Schweinfurth, which, according to one document, was renamed the 28th Constabulary. (This could explain why I’ve noticed discrepancies in this detail in some Richard Cox write-ups, a fact-checker’s nightmare.) While he was in Schweinfurth, he worked in intelligence. And third, although he was declared dead by the state of Ohio in 1957, seven years after his disappearance, Cox likely was unaware of that development. In his mind, he probably figured that everyone had presumed him dead a couple years after he went missing. So his “eight years” estimate fits too.
Harry J. Maihafer, author of the book “Oblivion” about Marshall Jacobs’ research into Richard Cox’s disappearance, pointed out that Richard’s story is believable because all of the details he’d shared came completely out of the blue. There hadn’t been newspaper articles concerning Cox’s disappearance for years, so it’s not as if the guy had just read something about the case and was intentionally misleading the informant. Maihafer and Jacobs were right, by the way. I checked Newspapers.com, and the only newspaper that had written anything on Cox’s disappearance during 1959 or 1960 was the Mansfield News Journal. What’s more, it was a short item that appeared on December 8, 1960, about a book that had recently been published about people who’d disappeared. That book, titled “They Never Came Back,” by Allen Churchill, was published on October 7, 1960, according to the New York Times. There’s no way Richard Cox, or Richard Mansfield, or R.C. Mansfield for that matter could have read the book five months earlier, in May. (Strangely enough, Churchill didn’t discuss Ron Tammen’s case in his book. Go figure.)
The juiciest part of the May 27, 1960, report was when Richard Cox had a few things to say about Fidel Castro. He told the informant that Castro’s time in office was “limited, and that the Cubans would be getting rid of him in a matter of weeks. Keep in mind that Cox was ostensibly saying these things in May 1960, 11 months before the failed Bay of Pigs invasion. It makes me wonder where he was getting his info. Marshall Jacobs had wondered the same thing. My reliable source once told me that he suspected that Richard Cox had taken part in the Bay of Pigs.
The report goes on to say that, at Cox’s request, the two men met again days later, in Melbourne, Florida, so that the informant could introduce Cox to several people the informant knew. Later, the informant asked one of those persons about Richard Cox’s whereabouts and was told that he might be “on the lower east coast of Florida,” though they didn’t specify where. Although the informant attempted to find him again due to the FBI’s piqued interest, he ostensibly never saw Richard Cox after that day in Melbourne.
Are you sure you haven’t found any more face-down z’s?
Actually, I might have found one more. I think a record concerning Antonio Veciana may have a face-down z, though you have to look hard and a portion of the z’s loop at the end is cut off. The memo originates with the FBI’s field office in San Juan, Puerto Rico, and it has to do with a double agent operation called Ocelot involving the CIA, Veciana, and Cuban Intelligence. Antonio Veciana was an anti-Castro Cuban exile who took part in the failed Bay of Pigs invasion. He and several others started a group known as Alpha-66, a counter-revolutionary group dedicated to the overthrow of the Castro regime. According to his autobiography, he was recruited by the CIA in 1959 to assassinate Castro. Veciana also lived in Miami.
Circled in red on Antonio Veciana’s FBI record is what appears to be a face-down z with the loopy part cut off; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this document available; click on image for a closer view
So what are you saying…that Ron Tammen was friends with Meyer Lansky, Antonio Veciana, and Richard Cox?
At this point in our series, let’s just say that Ron’s face-down z’s and 1-gamma are indicators that he may have been a known commodity in the FBI’s Miami Field Office. Maybe he was an operative working out of the CIA’s highly clandestine Miami field office known as JM WAVE; maybe he helped plan the Bay of Pigs invasion with Cuban exiles and the CIA; maybe he was assisting the Mafia and CIA in plotting Castro’s assassination—heck, maybe he was doing all of the above. Or, alternatively, maybe he was doing none of the above.
Whatever Ron was doing, the possibility that he was living in Miami could help explain why his FBI records closely resemble those of the White House Plumbers, a nickname used for the men who broke into the Democratic National Committee headquarters at the Watergate Hotel on June 17, 1972. With the exception of G. Gordon Liddy, every other man who’d been linked to the Watergate “burglary” had Miami ties, including E. Howard Hunt and James McCord. When it came to Watergate, Miami was the epicenter of where it all began.
Watergate?
Yeah. This seems like a good stopping point. See you for Part 3.
Back in Ron Tammen’s day, long before social media forced us to remain in continuous contact with everyone we’ve ever met, even the bullies and mean girls, I think friendships came and went organically. If someone you liked was in your immediate proximity—if they lived on your block, or worked at the same place, or bowled in the same league—you would likely call that person your friend. Once they moved away, unless you both were extraordinarily gifted at staying in touch, that friendship would probably fizzle out. It was what it was, and people were fine with it. Before I specify who I think Ron’s friends were, I need to establish when and where I believe those friendships took place.
The time
The time period I’m referring to is roughly five years before I was moving into Brandon Hall as Kenny and Stevie belted out their “forever and evers” in the background.
The year was 1973, 20 years after Ron disappeared. Serendipitously (and I’ll be forever and ever grateful to him for this), Joe Cella, a reporter for the Hamilton Journal News, had written an anniversary article about Ron’s disappearance, and he included the photo of Ron that he’d been carrying around in his wallet since 1953.
Ron Tammen’s senior high school photo
The very same day that the article ran, on Monday, April 23, 1973, someone placed an anonymous phone call to the FBI’s Cincinnati Field Office to report that a worker at Welco Industries was indeed Ron Tammen, and, a few days later, a special agent drove to Blue Ash to fingerprint the guy. A couple weeks later, on May 9, 1973, Cincinnati’s special agent in charge (SAC) sent the Welco man’s prints to FBI Headquarters to run a comparison, and a couple more weeks later, on May 22, 1973, they were told that Ron and the Welco man weren’t the same person.
The agents in the Cincinnati Field Office might have been disappointed by the outcome, but I, for one, am not. We’ve all benefited from that seemingly pointless effort made by the Cincinnati Field Office, because, thankfully, the FBI wasn’t finished looking into Ron Tammen. For more than a month after FBI Headquarters had sent its response to Cincinnati, Tammen’s FBI records had made the rounds to various divisions and people within the Bureau, as witnessed by the scribbles and stamps that were placed in key locations on his documents. Those markings tell a story that runs from May 9, 1973, when Cincinnati sent in the Welco man’s prints, through at least June 27, 1973, the last date-stamp on Headquarters’ response to Cincinnati, a snippet in time that also happens to be historically significant. Of course, his story began long before that and extended long after, but this is our starting point.
But I’ve also had suspicions that Ron was living somewhere else. And that place was……………….
……………Miami.
No, not the Ohio Miami, as in Miami University. I can’t imagine him ever showing his face there again, though the thought of that happening decades after his disappearance is rather tantalizing.
No, I think he may have been spending most of his time in Miami, Florida. And guess what? I think I may have discovered new evidence to support that theory.
What new evidence?
As you well know, I’ve been writing about the scribbles on Ron’s FBI records for a while now, but what you don’t know is that I’ve been holding back. I haven’t mentioned two of the scribbles to you yet because I’ve found them to be particularly baffling. Oddly enough, they appear on the same page, dated June 5, 1953. It’s the FBI Headquarters’ response to the Cleveland Field Office after they submitted a write-up on Mrs. Tammen’s phone call reporting her son missing. In their response, Headquarters informed Cleveland that Ron already had an FBI number–#358 406 B—from the time he’d been fingerprinted in 1941 as a second grader, which, incidentally, is another serendipitous occurrence in this case for which I will be forever (and ever) grateful.
The June 5, 1953, response from FBI Headquarters to the Cleveland Field Office; click on image for a closer view
Down near the bottom of the page on the righthand side are three marks—two that are similar to each other and one that looks different. The two similar marks look like script z’s that have been tipped over so that they’re facing downward, which tells me that their off-kilter position was on purpose and not a fluke. The third mark looks like the number 1 with a loopy gamma symbol next to it. I suppose it could also look like a stylized letter H, but, to my eyes, it’s more the former and less the latter. Let’s examine these pieces of evidence more closely.
Ron’s 1-gamma and two face-down z’s
Evidence #1: The 1-gamma also appears on documents originating from the Miami Field Office
To date, I’ve found only three other documents that have the 1-gamma symbol on them, and all three of them originate from the FBI’s Miami Field Office. Also, they’re all from 1972. The symbol appears next to the KW made by the SAC of the Miami Field Office during the early 1970s, Kenneth W. Whittaker. Maybe Kenneth made the 1-gamma or perhaps it was another agent or an administrative assistant of his, also out of Miami.
In the first two documents, it appears in the “From” line, next to “SAC, Miami.” In the third document, it’s written at the bottom of the page, on the line that says “Approved.”
Kenneth Whittaker’s initials plus the 1-gamma symbol appear in the From line of this FBI Memorandum; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this document available; click on image for a closer viewKenneth Whittaker’s initials plus the 1-gamma symbol appear in the From line of this FBI Memorandum; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this document available; click on image for a closer viewKenneth Whittaker’s initials plus the 1-gamma symbol appear in the Approved line near the bottom of this FBI report; thanks to the Mary Ferrell Foundation website for making this document available; click on image for a closer view
That symbol seems intentionally cryptic to me. I wonder if Kenneth or his assistant chose to use it on its own at times when they wanted other people in the FBI to know that the folks in Miami had reviewed a certain record but they didn’t want outsiders to know. Could that be what happened on page 3 of Ron Tammen’s missing person records? I realize it’s a gamble to suggest here that Miami is its likely origin. I don’t recall ever seeing the initials of a special agent from one of the field offices on a report that hadn’t originated with them. Nevertheless, I’m putting myself out there this time because…
Evidence #2: The face-down z also appears on at least one Miami-related document
The face-down z’s are even more perplexing. As I’ve said, Ron has two of them. Do you know who else has a bunch of face-down z’s on his records? Richard Cox, the sophomore cadet from Mansfield, Ohio, who disappeared from West Point Military Academy on January 14, 1950.
Here’s a sampling:
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See what I mean? They’re all written the same way, and they’re all in the bottom righthand corner of the document, or at least in its general vicinity. For a while I thought it might have been made by someone in the Identification Division since both Ron Tammen and Richard Cox had gone missing. Also, Richard Cox’s z’s appear next to a stamp for the FBI Reading Room, which sounded like an innocuous library-type room where someone could go, you know, read, though I had no idea what it was. For those reasons, I didn’t dwell on the z’s too much.
Recently, however, I stumbled upon a face-down z on a record concerning someone with very strong Florida ties. His name was Meyer Lansky, and, in case you didn’t notice, he was the subject of two of the earlier 1-gamma documents above. The record in question is from J. Edgar Hoover, long-time director of the FBI, to the assistant attorney general in charge of the DOJ’s Tax Division. Meyer Lansky’s face-down z also looks like a near match to Ron’s. We haven’t spoken of Meyer Lansky yet on this blog site.
Source: FBI Vault; Meyer Lansky’s face-down z looks like a near match to Ron Tammen’s; click on image for a closer view
Who was Meyer Lansky?
Meyer Lansky was a Jewish-American mobster who’d immigrated to the United States at a young age from Belarus, which at that time was part of the Russian empire. Despite his small size—he was 5’4” tall as a grown man—he was huge in the Mafia world. If the Mob had a CFO, he would have been it, and he’s credited with making the Mafia a national and even global financial phenomenon. In his earlier days, he was friends and business partners with Bugsy Siegel and, together, they started the Bugs and Meyer Mob, precursor to the less-adorable-sounding Murder, Inc., which was responsible for committing hundreds of murders in the 1930s and early 1940s. Lansky invested in casinos in Las Vegas and Havana, Cuba, and he oversaw illegal gambling houses in south Florida as well. When Fidel Castro came to power on January 1, 1959, Lansky lost a boatload of money. He was linked to the Mafia-CIA plots to assassinate Castro, along with his longtime associates Santo Trafficante, John Roselli, and others.
In 1970, Meyer Lansky was indicted for tax evasion, a crime that had brought down many of his fellow mobsters. He fled to Israel, hoping to be welcomed there at a time when that country was encouraging people of Jewish ancestry to make their home there. But his criminal record made him ineligible for citizenship and, in 1972, Israel sent him back to the U.S. Kenneth Whittaker was the man who arrested Lansky upon his arrival at the Miami International Airport. He was acquitted for some tax evasion charges, while others were dropped. Lansky spent his retirement quietly in Miami Beach until his death in 1983.
What’s interesting about Lansky’s face-down z is that it’s written on a document dated December 21, 1953, which could mean that Ron Tammen’s z’s were written during that same time period versus the 1970s. If so, it could introduce a datapoint regarding Ron’s whereabouts shortly after he disappeared. It’s something worth pondering.
Source: FBI; Here’s a photo of Meyer Lansky. Is that a gun in his pocket, or…yeah, that is definitely a gun in his pocket; click on image for a closer view
Could it be that everyone’s face-down z’s originated from the FBI Reading Room and not the Miami Field Office?
I’m really happy you’re asking this question, because I’ve done a little digging. Now that we have the Freedom of Information Act, the term Reading Room has a different connotation. Today, it’s frequently used to describe a location, real or virtual, where the public can access FBI records. The FBI Vault, which stores electronic versions of their records online, is considered the FBI’s electronic reading room.
But before FOIA became law in 1966 and people were permitted access to FBI records, the FBI used the term Reading Room differently. Individuals in the FBI Reading Room were tasked with reviewing special agents’ outgoing reports and other communication pieces and scrutinizing them for typographical and grammatical errors. This was J. Edgar Hoover’s team of crackerjack copyeditors, and an agent could, and would, be reprimanded with letters of censure if they made an error.
From what I can tell, I don’t think the Reading Room was used for just any outgoing FBI mail though. Otherwise, I’d be seeing a lot more “Reading Room” stamps from that era. I do know that it was used for correspondence from the director and it was also used by special agents who were conducting special investigative work and reporting on that work, some of which was classified, to high-level recipients, such as the U.S. president, assistant attorneys general, officials in the State Department and CIA, and foreign dignitaries. The Reading Room was a last stop for a report after it had gone “up the chain of command,” in one special agent’s description.
So yes, it could be that the face-down z’s came from someone in the Reading Room. But even if that were the case, and we still don’t know if it is, the fact that these three individuals have the same mark on their documents, a mark that I haven’t come across anywhere else, seems to link them together somehow. And because we know that one of the three men was based out of Miami, my current theory is that the city of Miami may be what ties them together. Granted, it’s just a theory, but I think it’s worth looking into. As it turns out, there are other reasons to suspect a Miami connection as well, which we’ll be discussing soon.
What about Richard Cox? Do we know if he lived in Miami?
It’s April 19, 2026, which makes it 73 years since Ronald Tammen disappeared from Miami University at the age of 19. That would make him 92 if he’s still living, but I really don’t think the term “living” applies to him at this point. As I’ve stated before, I think Ron died sometime between June 2002, when the FBI purged his fingerprints 30 years ahead of schedule, ostensibly because he asked them to, and December 2010, when the FBI sent me his missing person records without bothering to ask me for third-party authorization. Rest in peace, Ron. You were quite the enigma, that’s for sure.
But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t dig deep into what we think happened to him. From what I can tell, Ron Tammen lived an exciting, eventful life—maybe a historically significant one. It’s a story that needs to be told. We just need to pin down the pesky details. Thankfully, I think I have a couple of those aforementioned details to share with you today.
Before we get started, I have a memory to share about Miami from the time I went there. It was the end of August 1978, and I’d returned to campus to start my junior year. I was moving into Brandon Hall, in the North Quad, and the area was swarming with students. Everyone was busy carting their dorm stuff to their new rooms or hanging around outside talking to friends they hadn’t seen since spring. I remember it being nice out—hot, but nice.
Somewhere down the street, on Tallawanda, several guys were playing Frisbee on the front lawn of their fraternity house, shorts on and shirts off, blasting the tunes. By far, the most memorable part of that moment was the song that was being blasted. Those guys, who were probably attempting to look cool for the women moving in, were playing “Whenever I Call You Friend,” sung duet-style by Kenny Loggins and Stevie Nicks, on their speakers full blast. Even back then, I remember thinking “huh” 🤔. I admit that it’s a catchy song with a distinctive intro and killer vocals, but if looking cool was the objective, there were way cooler songs from that summer, all of which (to my amazement as I fact-checked this post) appeared on albums that were released during the first nine days of June that year. They could have been playing “Miss You” by The Rolling Stones, “Just What I Needed,” by The Cars, or, good Lord, “Prove It All Night” by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band. Instead, they were cranking Kenny Loggins (released in July) all the way up and, to this day, the memory stands out for me as rather sweet. And now that we all have that catchy little earworm playing on a continuous loop in our brains, let’s move on to the topic for today, which is the people who Ron Tammen had called “friend” after he disappeared from Miami University.
Of course we’ll be doing this as a Q&A. Also, as always, I’ll be using the word “who” instead of “whom” indiscriminately throughout this blog post because I don’t have time to think about which one is right and, moreover, that’s how people talk. Sorry, but it just is.
Also, because we’ll be discussing a number of interrelated topics and I have a lot to say about each one, this is going to be a four-part series. The last part—the epilogue, so to speak—will be a quiz in which you can win a very cool black and silver unisex string bracelet, made by an artist in Turkey, with the words “Ron Tammen” spelled out in Morse code. There’s also a bonus red string bracelet for luck and a pop of color. The first 10 entrants who email me after getting all of the answers correct will be our winners. It’s by far the best prize I’ve ever given away on this blog site, so please give it a try.
As I’ve done in the past, I’m releasing all four parts plus the quiz today so you can read them whenever you have the time. As for the quiz, some of the answers to the questions will be contained within the four parts, so I encourage you to read all the way through before taking it. OK, I’ve said enough. On to Part 1!
Readers, I am so sorry to announce the news that Robert Tammen passed away last week. Robert was Ronald Tammen’s youngest brother, and the last living member of Ron’s immediate family. He was only 7 years old when Ron disappeared, so he didn’t have many memories of his big brother. Nevertheless, he, like Marcia, never stopped looking for Ron and wondering what might have happened to him. He was a frequent visitor to this website, and an occasional commenter as well. His comments were always insightful. Every so often, he’d email or call me with a new detail about his father or one of his brothers that he’d suddenly recalled, which was always welcome too. It was Robert who’d first told me about how Ron used to carry around a pack of cigarettes even though he didn’t smoke. As you can imagine, this is a huge, heartbreaking loss.
I first met Robert Tammen on Wednesday, October 10, 2012. We met on Crete, a gorgeous Greek island that he’d called home for many years as part of his lifelong career with the U.S. Air Force. He suggested that we meet at Mama’s Place, an open-air restaurant on Stavros Beach, where they filmed the last scene of Zorba the Greek. The restaurant was a short drive from the beautiful home he and his wife—who was also Greek—shared on a hillside covered with olive trees and brilliant pink-flowered shrubs.
It always amazes me when two people who live on different sides of the globe are able to set an 11 a.m. appointment and actually keep it. The day was sunny with a light breeze. The sky was—well, to be honest, I don’t think we have that color of blue in the States. Certainly, not in Ohio. Robert had been afraid that it would rain and that we’d have to change our plans—it had stormed severely the night before—but that wasn’t necessary. It was perfect.
With the Sea of Crete as a backdrop, we sat down at a table and ordered a couple beers. Mind you, this was 2012, so I still had a lot to learn about Ron’s case. Nevertheless, I’d managed to uncover a few surprising details by then and I had a bunch of questions I wanted to run by him. I asked him if he had any idea why Ron was fingerprinted as a child. I asked him if he remembered Ron having dissociative episodes in which he forgot who he was and went wandering. I asked him if he remembered an incident occurring one summer day in 1952—described in a letter as THAT day by Mr. Tammen—when Ron was on the clock working for the city of Maple Heights. I asked him if he thought Ron might have been gay.
He gave each some thought and answered no, no, no, and maybe.
I recited all the theories that had been raised over the years, and asked him what he thought about each. Some he said were feasible; others he considered far-fetched.
We talked about other topics too…about four hours’ worth in all.
So this week, as I was reflecting on what to write about Robert, I decided to revisit that conversation, just to see how things may have changed since that day. Near the end, probably well into our third hour, I asked Robert what he thought had happened to Ron.
Paint me a picture, I said.
I still can’t believe what he said in response. It was nearly 12 years ago, and I was still two years away from finding key documents that support my running theory that Tammen’s former psychology professor, St. Clair Switzer, was recruited by the CIA for Project Artichoke, and he likely had something to do with Ron’s disappearance. Even so, Robert pretty much hit the nail on the head.
Here’s a short excerpt of that conversation that you can listen to as well as read the transcript.
Excerpt of an interview with Robert Tammen
10/10/2012
JW: So…I guess…paint for me, and I know you’ve been kind of going through this. Paint for me the scenario that you see, right now, where do you think what happened…in your mind?
RT: In my mind? One of two things. FBI or CIA got him. CIA? Sent him overseas and he became a spy. FBI? I don’t know what they would have done…States, here? I don’t know. That’s what I consider…
JW: In the book Oblivion, [Richard Cox] did become a spy. He died at NIH, which is wild. He had cancer, and he died at our clinical center, which was like, oh my God! But, the FBI was involved, because they were looking for him, because he was a West Point student. That never happens. And then because he joined the CIA, they were called off. So basically they were like right on his heels and they were called off. And I just wondered if that’s the same kind of thing…Did J. Edgar…
RT: Yeah, those are the only two things that I can think of. I don’t know what else he would have…I don’t see anything else that he would just arbitrarily go off.
JW: He was too responsible.
RT: What would he have done?
JW: I know. Like you said, he was..
RT: Like I say, it’s kind of hard to believe…I can see him staging the room.
JW: Yeah.
RT: But why would you leave your wallet? Your keys, your bass fiddle? I mean that was his money maker.
JW: Yeah, your toothbrush…
RT: And why would he leave the car? Come on, if it’s a staged thing, at least you would take the vehicle. Nothing else. Fine, leave your IDs. But that’s why it’s either got to be…to me, I lean toward the CIA because they would tell you, “just leave your stuff there.” FBI wouldn’t, “no, take your IDs and everything like that. We’ll destroy it.” CIA would just say, walk away from it, and…
JW: We’ll handle it.
RT: But, you know, even when you have temporary lapses of memory, you forget stuff, you don’t forget important stuff like that. And if you do, you go back to get it. Right? Those are the only two scenarios that I can see. He wouldn’t just walk off arbitrarily. And go where?
JW: Right. No body’s been found. I mean it’s like, how can you…?
RT: I know. And at that time, you know the weather wasn’t that great. In fact, it was a little bit chilly, wasn’t it?
JW: It was cold. It was snowing.
RT: So, you mean to tell me that the weather elements, stuff like that, wouldn’t get to him? So…somebody was waiting for him somewhere. Yet how many claims were there even a couple days afterwards that they said that they saw him? Like that woman who said he knocked on the door? When was that?
JW: That was around midnight, that night.
RT: Midnight. But I remember…wasn’t there a couple days later that somebody said they thought they saw him somewhere?
JW: There were, yeah, like hitchhiking…
RT: Up in Hamilton, or some place like that?
JW: Right. Exactly. They disproved those, or they said they did. But if she saw him, that’s what bugs me, because if it was the CIA…
RT: Right, you said Hamilton earlier with this woman [the older woman]. And I’m wondering…hmmm….and nobody knows who this…they don’t know her name, or anything like that?
JW: Nothing.
RT: Maybe she was involved.
JW: Right. I looked to see if there was a missing…anything of a missing woman back in that rough time, and I’m not finding that.
RT: Of course, it doesn’t have to be a missing woman.
JW: Yeah? Exactly. Not if she was a go-between…
RT: If she’s part of the government and doing anything that’s….they’ll never report her missing or anything like that. She’ll be covered. She’s Miss so-and-so from here, or anything like that, but she’s not missing, so. That could be a possibility. But I still think the FBI or CIA were involved.
Note: the woman Robert is speaking of is someone from Hamilton or Middletown that Ron’s freshman roommate had told me about. He said that she was an “older woman” who used to visit Ron as a freshman and drive him places in her car. At this point, I hadn’t yet learned about a woman from Hamilton who’d allegedly driven Ron away from Fisher Hall the night of his disappearance.
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Over the years, people have asked me what members of the Tammen family have thought about my research and the direction in which it’s been heading. Not only was Robert Tammen receptive to my findings, he was thinking along these lines way before me.
Last November, we discussed Ron Tammen’s bank account—his earnings, expenses, savings, and outstanding debts at the time he disappeared. Even though university administrators had told the press at the time that Ron wasn’t in financial trouble, you and I couldn’t help but notice how hard he was working at a variety of jobs, and taking out loans to boot, yet he was still having difficulty keeping his head above water.
Meanwhile, Ron’s younger and less agreeable brother Richard didn’t seem at all strapped for cash during 1952-53. How could Richard seemingly coast through his freshman year of college, subsisting only on the money he’d earned caddying in the summer? As a sophomore, Ron had caddied PLUS worked for the city of Maple Heights during the summer PLUS he had a scholarship, PLUS he had two regular jobs at Miami—playing with the Campus Owls and counseling freshman residents of Fisher Hall—PLUS he was always looking into other ways to earn money, such as donating his blood and whatever else. By April 1953, Ron should have had a hefty sum accrued in his checking account, but he didn’t. He only had $87 and some change, and he still owed the university $110 for board plus he needed to pay back a $100 loan.
All of this begged the question: Was Ron Tammen supporting his brother Richard?
On this Labor Day weekend, a time when we celebrate America’s workers, I thought it would be fitting to discuss Richard’s Social Security earnings statement. That’s right, readers, thanks to the assistance of some very helpful people, I now have Richard’s Social Security earnings statement for 1952-1954, the years he attended Miami as a freshman and sophomore.
Before we delve, I’d like to discuss what a Social Security earnings statement is and what it isn’t.
But first, this caveat: OH MY GOSH, you guys, this is so not my area of expertise. I’m sitting here on a gorgeous Saturday reading the Social Security website just trying to understand this topic well enough to explain it adequately. If you happen to specialize in this area and I get anything wrong, please don’t hesitate to let me know, albeit gently. I didn’t pursue a career in tax law for a reason.
OK, let’s do this.
The Social Security earnings statement is a document that the Social Security Administration (SSA) produces detailing how much money you earned in a given year or years. They used to mail it to you but now you can create it on demand online. The earnings statement represents the amount of money that your employer has reported having paid you so that certain taxes can be withheld. Today, employers report annually, but in Richard’s and Ron’s day, it was reported quarterly. Come January of each year, we receive a W-2 with all of that info spelled out so we can use it to file our taxes. The SSA also uses the information to figure out our retirement income when that happy day arrives.
Still awake? Brilliant. The Social Security earnings statement may not include everything you earned for a particular year, however. Sometimes money will trade hands off the books, and the onus is on you to keep track of your earnings and file your taxes accordingly. Take caddying, for example. I’m sure both Ron and Richard were paid in cash by whomever they accompanied on the golf course on a given day. Also, Ron’s music gigs—I’m guessing the musicians were also paid in cash with no taxes withheld. But Ron’s jobs with the city of Maple Heights and Miami University would have definitely been included on his Social Security earnings statement. In Mr. Tammen’s letter to Ron in September 1952, he passed along tax information from Ron’s last check stubs from the city.
Other potential sources of income that would not show up on the earnings statement would be:
Scholarship income
As I explained in an earlier post, Ron had a scholarship through the Cleveland District Golf Association. However, to the best of my knowledge, Richard didn’t have one. His academic standing wasn’t as good as Ron’s and a news article didn’t list him as a scholarship recipient for the year 1952-53.
Loans
Richard wasn’t eligible for a university loan as a freshman. However, if anyone else loaned him money—such as Willis Wertz, the architecture professor who co-signed a loan for Ron—I don’t know. My guess is that Richard wouldn’t have been a good candidate due to his poor grades and his lack of a steady income by which to reimburse the loan.
Keeping all of this in mind, I will now report Richard’s earnings for the years 1952-54.
1952: $0
1953: $0
1954: $322.41
Like I said, we know Richard was caddying over the summers, which didn’t show up here. And we don’t know if he had obtained a loan. (I doubt it.) But we also can conclude that Richard wasn’t working for the university during this time, whether it be washing dishes, waiting tables, or anything else students might be employed to do. That income would have been documented here. Likewise, a job with an employer off campus where he would have received a paycheck would have been documented in his earnings statement. From what I can tell, other than caddying, Richard wasn’t employed in 1952 or 1953.
The year after Ron disappeared, 1953-54, was abysmal for Richard. The first semester, he was placed on probation after he was caught cheating. Two grades were changed to Fs to accompany two Ds and a B. The second semester was almost as bad, where he earned a B, two Cs and an F. His transcript states that he was “Dropped for Scholarship.” Richard had flunked out.
Richard Tammen’s transcript from 1952-53 and 1953-54; click on image for a closer view
That summer, Richard got a job with the G.W. Cobb Company, in Cleveland, which makes storage tanks and liquid handling systems. That’s where he earned the $322.41, which was good money for someone his age, translating to $3,272.08 in today’s dollars for about 3 months of work. (He was employed during a portion of the second and third quarters.) In September of 1954, he enlisted in the Army, where he would stay until September 1956.
In April 1956, Richard reapplied to Miami, asking to be readmitted to the Department of Architecture after his pending discharge from the Army. Miami said OK, providing that “he must make an average of 2.0 at the end of each semester henceforth; failure to do so to entail permanent suspension.” Richard managed to live by their rules, and he received his bachelor of architecture in August 1959 and his master of city design in June 1960. [Well, he *mostly* lived by the rules. See my correction in the comments below.]
So let’s get back to the big question: was Richard blackmailing Ron?
I think it’s a safe assumption that Richard wasn’t employed throughout his freshman year at Miami. Either he was earning enough money through caddying in the summer and during breaks or someone may have been helping him out—maybe Ron.
However, when Ron was a freshman in 1951-52, he didn’t appear to be working on or off campus either. Also, there’s no evidence of Ron needing to obtain loans during that first year. However, Ron did have his scholarship during his freshman year in addition to his caddying and city work in the summers and breaks. It’s possible that Ron’s and Richard’s income sources were enough to get them through their respective freshman years at Miami. For this reason, I don’t think we can jump to the conclusion that Richard was blackmailing Ron during Richard’s freshman year. It’s possible, and I’ll admit that I leapt there when I first saw Richard’s earnings statement, but it’s not a foregone conclusion.
What does seem pretty clear is that, during his second year at Miami, Ron’s expenses outweighed those of a typical college student back then. His sophomore year was substantially more costly for him than his freshman year had been, despite the fact that he was always working and didn’t go out much. His money seemed to be going out as fast as it was coming in.
I don’t know about you, but I’m even more convinced that someone was demanding money from Ron. I just still can’t be sure who it was or why.
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What do you think? Am I overlooking something?
Also, in looking at my Social Security earnings statement, I see that I made $528 in my first-ever job, which was a waitress and grill cook at a local lunch counter. One of the skills I mastered there was bacon, where I learned to cook it extra crispy. An actual quote that I’ll never forget someone saying was, “We like to come here for Jenny’s bacon,” which I found hilarious but kind of cool.
And you? What was your first job as we celebrate Labor Day? Got any stories?
July 23rd would be Ron Tammen’s 88th birthday if he’s still living. To commemorate the day, I thought it would be fitting to discuss one of the more complicated and, as it turns out, pivotal figures in Ron’s life—his mother, Marjorie.
Of all the members of Ronald Tammen’s family, Marjorie Tammen is the one that people have been most reluctant to speak openly about—the one we’ve all been tiptoeing around. Throughout her married life, whenever Marjorie’s name came up in conversation, details would have likely been dodged and euphemisms employed. Only the nonverbals (the head shakes, the tsks) would convey the simple truth. I’m sure some people judged her as unfit. Others, usually women, felt deep sympathy for her. All too soon, her three oldest sons—John, Ronald, and Richard—considered her weak and unworthy of their respect. She embarrassed them.
It had to do with all the drinking. Even when her three oldest boys were small, and well before Ron went missing, Marjorie Tammen had an addiction to alcohol. Her day drinking affected her housekeeping and other wife and mom duties, which in those days had no end. Her dependency seeped into every crevice of her life. It’s what she died of at the age of 52—not of a broken heart, as some would say, but of cirrhosis of the liver. There. I said it. Now you know.
But addictions of any sort don’t define who we are. We’re a person first; the disease comes in at a distant second. And there’s always a starting point—there’s always a reason.
One of Marjorie’s main strengths lay in her family, where the bonds were tight and the safety net vast. It was Marjorie’s side of the family that supplied the relatives who were most influential to Ron and his siblings as they were growing up—the relatives they would go to for help without a moment’s hesitation, the people they tried to emulate.
And even though she embarrassed them, Marjorie’s three oldest sons would have been hard pressed to find a fiercer advocate for them. Which parent went running to school every time Richard bullied his way into a fresh world of trouble? Marjorie did. Who took it upon herself to call the Cleveland office of the FBI—the FBI!—to tell them about her son who’d gone missing while he was away at college? Marjorie. Who gave those FBI guys Ron’s fingerprints in 1953 to help with their investigation—the fingerprints she’d saved on a card since 1941? I’m sure it was Marjorie, since she’d mentioned those prints in an interview with a Cleveland Plain Dealer reporter in 1960.
Say what you will about Marjorie, she wasn’t afraid to throw on a coat or pick up a phone in the interest of her kids.
Marjorie was born Marjorie Jane McCann on September 4, 1911, in Sharon, PA, less than 20 miles from Youngstown, OH, near the western edge of the Pennsylvania border. She was the baby of the family. Her brother John was three years older than she was and her sister Mary was one year older. When Mary was a toddler, she came down with polio, a deadly disease that, happily, was eradicated in the United States and throughout most of the world by a vaccine. (Speaking of vaccines, are you fully vaccinated against Covid-19 yet? If not, please do your part pronto. Personally, there’s no way I’d want to face the delta variant unvaccinated. And until there’s a vaccine for the under-12 crowd, I’ll still be masking indoors. Here’s that link again. Thank you for coming to my TED tirade. I’m afraid we don’t have time for questions.)
Mary’s bout with polio left her with a severe limp that lasted her whole life. Marjorie was her sister’s helper, especially during the hard early years, which cemented the bond between them. When Mary became a career woman with no kids of her own, her “favorite aunt” status was elevated to an art form—practically to the point of being an auxiliary mom. She was a giver—of her time, her money, whatever she had—and what she didn’t have to give, she’d loan to them. The latter included her car if the Tammen family needed to drive beyond where the city bus would take them. Among Ron’s siblings with whom I’ve had the chance to speak, Aunt Mary’s name was the one most frequently mentioned when they described the people who were there for them as children.
Mary McCann at her teaching job
The McCanns moved from Pennsylvania to Lakewood, Ohio, in 1922, when father Albert was hired to work for an electrical company. Soon, he’d get a job in elevator manufacturing and would learn the ups and downs of that trade. Floranell, Marjorie’s mother, worked in a profession nearer and dearer to my heart: she was a librarian at the Cleveland Public Library as well as the Western Reserve Medical Library.
Albert and Floranell McCann
When it was time to start thinking about college, Marjorie’s brother John chose Miami University, thus setting the whole Miami legacy train into motion. By 1933, John McCann had received both a bachelor’s and master’s degree in business at Miami. Two years later, he married a fellow Miami grad, Eleanora Handschin, who’d studied psychology there. John’s and Eleanora’s ties to Miami were especially tight, since Eleanora’s father, Charles Hart Handschin, was a renowned German professor at Miami, and he and his wife Helena lived in Oxford. In 1934, Mary graduated from Miami in home economics education, which prepared her for a lifelong career in teaching. Marjorie would attend Miami too, and she would also study home economics, though she wouldn’t graduate. (More on that in a bit.) And of course, three of Marjorie’s five children—Ron, then Richard, and later Marcia—would attend Miami. (When Ron was at Miami, he was known to visit the Handschins, whose home was behind the Delta Tau Delta house.)
John and Eleanora’s engagement photo, circa 1934 or 1935
In June 1929, Marjorie graduated from Lakewood High School. Her yearbook photo shows a cute grinning girl in a flapper haircut beneath which were three adjectives the yearbook staff felt summed her up best: mutable, jocular, and modest. Jocular and modest are great traits for any high schooler, but if Marjorie was mutable in any way, I’d say it was photographically. Whereas Mary usually looked the same way in photos—elegant and beautiful—Marjorie seemed to morph into someone else over the years. Still, she usually smiled.
Marjorie’s senior picture in high school
Say what you will about Marjorie, she would smile for the camera, even when she was hurting.
Marjorie and Mary McCann — according to writing on the back of the photo, it was taken when they were attending Miami University, in Oxford, Ohio
Speaking of photographs, it probably goes without saying that Ron Tammen, Sr.—the soon-to-be love of Marjorie’s life—was handsome. Whether he was a young man with deep-set eyes in his 20s, or a Ronald Colman clone in his 30s and 40s, or a graying Mr. Chips-type in his 50s and upward, the man never seemed to take a bad picture. Marjorie met him at a dance when she was a freshman at Miami and he was playing in a band that had rolled into town for the night. Let’s just say that it was part kismet and part pyrotechnics that brought the two of them together. The fact that he was wailing away on a sax when she first laid eyes on him didn’t hurt one bit.
Ronald Tammen Sr.’s high school photo
Marjorie was younger than Ron Sr. by four years, which at that stage of life was considerable. She decided not to return to Miami the following year, and in the words of Johnny and June Carter Cash, she and Ron Sr. “got married in a fever” and were indeed “hotter than a pepper sprout” for each other. They were married on January 31, 1931, though not everyone was happy about it.
“Grandfather McCann was very rigorously and religiously Catholic,” John Tammen once told me, and he “wouldn’t let her get married. And so my mother and father had to elope.”
The way John told it, Albert had wanted Marjorie to wait until Mary got married, since Mary was older, but I think there may have been more to the story. In our first interview, Marcia Tammen had recalled that Ron Sr. was raised as a Christian Scientist, which wouldn’t sit well with Albert. Back then, religions didn’t do a lot of commingling. Unless he became Catholic, I can’t imagine that Ron Sr. would have ever been a suitable mate as far as Albert was concerned. Marjorie probably thought it would be hopeless to try to convince her father otherwise. Besides, if Marjorie had abided by Albert’s rule to merrily wait for Mary to marry, Marjorie’s life would’ve been on pause until 1955, when Aunt Mary became Mrs. Edward Spehar.
So they eloped. And by “eloped,” I mean they got married in Mr. Tammen’s home on Ednolia Avenue in Lakewood, officiated by a local Presbyterian minister. Although the marriage license says she was 21, Marjorie was only 19—barely—by four months. It was a premeditated fib. According to Ohio marriage law at that time, Marjorie would have needed parental permission, which she most certainly did not have, if she’d given her true age.
Say what you will about Marjorie, she had a mind of her own.
Marjorie McCann Tammen
I know what you’re thinking, and relax, everyone. It appears as though they made things right with the state of Ohio sometime after John was born. Also, I guess lying about one’s age on a marriage license was somewhat of a thing in those days. There’s even a Dick Van Dyke episode where Laura Petrie had lied about her age when she married Rob and they had to get married a second time. (You may want to watch the two-part episode sometime. I forgot how funny that show was, but then Carl Reiner was one of the best screenwriters ever.) [Part 1: Laura’s Little Lie; Part 2: Very Old Shoes, Very Old Rice]
We already know that times were hard during those years. It was the Depression, after all. Most people had it hard. Ron Sr. hadn’t gone to college, so he taught himself the skill of actuarial science, how to calculate risk in the insurance business. He landed himself a job as an insurance adjuster, which helped during the lean years.
But there was another hardship. Back then, people had fewer options available to them for birth control, especially if they’d been raised Catholic. Mr. and Mrs. Tammen’s method may well have been something akin to keeping track of the days of the month and hoping for the best. Turns out, whatever method they were using wasn’t foolproof. Each year of marriage would yield another brand new baby boy. On May 25, 1932, John was born. Five months later, Marjorie was pregnant again with Ron Jr. Six and a half months after giving birth to Ron, she was once again pregnant, this time with Richard. For someone in her early 20s, it was a lot—too much really. John seemed to think that this was the reason that his mother began drinking. There were too many rambunctious boys running around the house.
“Our mother was really very ill-prepared to handle us,” said John. We just absolutely drove her crazy from the time we were up and walking until our middle teenage years when kids begin to get focused on other things in life… Because we were forever into doing stuff. We were very active. We drove my mother really nuts. We literally drove her to drink.”
Maybe. Or it could have been a thought planted deep in Marjorie’s psyche, as if she’d convinced herself that her prolific baby-making ability was the sole reason that the family was struggling. As if she alone was the problem. At least that was the opinion of one woman who knew both Marjorie and Mr. Tammen well.
According to the woman, after Marjorie had the three boys, Mr. Tammen basically turned off. He criticized Marjorie for not using protection, she said. The woman recalled another person who’d felt the same way—as if Marjorie’s morale had been broken.
If Marjorie felt responsible for the family’s financial burdens, she must have also felt guilty about her inability to bring home a paycheck. It wasn’t as if she didn’t want to work. In 1930, before she got married, Marjorie had been a librarian, just like her mother. (Marjorie loved to read.) But how could she get a job when she needed to tend to three preschoolers?
Marjorie thought of an alternative. She knew how to sew. In the years that followed, she sewed clothes for all of her children—first for the three boys, then Marcia, and later Robert. She mastered sleeves and collars, pant legs and pockets, pleats and hems, not to mention the accompanying buttonholes and zippers. Marjorie sewed up a storm, and, as a result, her kids always stood out from the others. Marjorie’s kids looked amazing.
Say what you will about Marjorie, if she had no other means to help out, she’d go straight to her wheelhouse.
Things probably improved for John, Ron, and Richard as they got older and were working in various jobs away from home. I have no doubt that they loved their mother. And yet I can also imagine them looking forward to the day when they’d be heading to college and no longer living with her. To be able to invite a friend over on the fly or to walk home from class without a feeling of dread would be motivation enough to move to a school several hours away.
John’s memory is harsh. In a letter he wrote to Marcia in 2014 discussing the family’s most difficult years, he said: “Because of [Mom’s] bad habits, poor organization of the house, and what we saw and [sic] an almost total lack of caring for us, we all came to usually disregard what she said so that she had no effective control over what we did, where we went, and when we returned; we became almost emancipated at 15, 14, and 13.”
“Almost emancipated,” he said. Almost. Because despite all the sadness that the Tammen brothers had to endure—despite learning to adapt to Marjorie’s varying degrees of normal—they also knew that they could rely on Marjorie’s mother Floranell and sister Mary, both of whom lived nearby. (Albert McCann died in 1944.)
And even though he was farther away, Ron Jr.’s end-all, be-all role model, his influencer uncle, also maintained a strong connection with them. Uncle John McCann is probably one of the main reasons Ron chose to attend Miami. I’ve mentioned elsewhere on this blog site that Uncle John had sold bonds, which is why Ron felt that he wanted to have a career in bonds too. Uncle John was a business major; Ron was a business major. But John McCann was also a highly decorated colonel in the U.S. Air Force, which probably impressed Ron a great deal. Here are just a few of Uncle John McCann’s impressive military credentials:
Col. McCann worked in intelligence with the Army Air Corps during World War II.
In 1950, at the start of the Korean War, he was called back to the Air Force Reserves as an executive officer of a troop carrier wing in Greenville, South Carolina.
He later joined the Air University’s War College at Maxwell Air Force Base (AFB), first as a faculty member, and later as vice commandant.
In the mid 1960s, he was deputy commandant of the Air Force Institute of Technology at Wright Patterson AFB.
Weirdly enough, Ron’s Uncle John died on April 20 in 1995, one day after the 42nd anniversary of Ron’s disappearance from Uncle John’s alma mater. His children were great friends to the Tammens, their closest cousins. They’ve remained in touch with one another to this day.
The Tammen and McCann cousins — Second row (l-r): Richard, Ron, and John; First row (l-r): Robert, a McCann cousin, Marcia, another McCann cousin
I think we all know how Ron’s disappearance affected Marjorie. It devastated her, but I’d argue that it didn’t destroy her. She still had Marcia and Robert living at home—ages 10 and 7—and there was no way she could give up then. She also wanted to keep looking for Ron, which she vowed to do, granting interviews about her son when reporters asked and quickly responding to the periodic FBI letters asking whether Ron had been located yet or was he still missing. (Answer: always B.)
Family photos in the late 1950s and early 1960s. Click on photos for more info.
On September 30, 1962, Marcia’s 20th birthday, Marjorie Tammen wrote her daughter a letter. As usual, the resources available to her were limited. No Hallmark Greetings here—just a sheet of stationery with the Brotherhood of Locomotive Firemen and Enginemen letterhead (Mr. Tammen’s workplace), and a blue ink pen.
Dearest Marcia,
By the time you recieve [sic] this you will be twenty. First and foremost, “Happy Birthday.”
I am not sure you are aware how older people tend to reflect. Now by “older” I don’t mean those with a foot in the grave.
But September 30th has always held a special meaning for me. That was the day it was our good fortune to be blessed with a girl.
As you have progressed through the years, we have seen you develop so well.
As of Oct. 1th [sic], you will take a step again toward the future. This is the day you leave your teens and enter the twenties. This is not a large step but just approaching the future.
If your next twenty years will see you develop as well as the first twenty, you will be fulfilling all that can be asked of anyone.
So again to you, Marcia, the very happiest of birthdays. With this goes all the love of all of us.
Love, Mama
P.S. This doesn’t mean I won’t fight with you tomorrow. Mama
Here’s what I love about this letter: First, it came from Marjorie’s heart. She had no idea what to give her daughter on this momentous day, so she grabbed a sheet of stationery from a drawer and she wrote. Because feelings are free.
Second, the letter held so much meaning for Marcia, she saved it until the day she died. Do you have a card stored away from your 20th birthday? Yeah, me neither.
And best of all, 9 ½ years after her golden-boy son had disappeared and about 1 ½ years before she would die, Marjorie Tammen was still able to joke around with her daughter.
So, say what you will about Marjorie.
But she was still jocular, still modest, still mutable, and she still had some fight in her, right to the end.
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Many of these photos and stories were part of Marcia Tammen’s genealogy files and were graciously shared with me by Marcia’s forever friend Jule Miller, who was practically a family member herself. Other photos were shared with me by one of Ron’s cousins, and I thank her so much for them. The remaining stories I obtained from interviews and additional research.
Surprise! I mean, seriously, what kind of blogger would I be if I posted something a week before the anniversary of Ron Tammen’s disappearance and then had nothing for you to ponder on the 19th? This bonus post is something I’ve been keeping in my back pocket since 2013: an analysis of Ron Tammen’s handwriting as well as the handwriting of his father.
Mind you, I didn’t have much for the handwriting specialists to work with. The sample from Ron Sr. is far more helpful, since I have the letter he’d handwritten in the fall of 1952 granting Ron Jr. permission to take over his own finances. For Ron Jr., the best thing I had at the time were two signatures: one from his junior yearbook and the other from his senior yearbook, which I’d purchased on eBay. As luck would have it, the yearbooks were originally owned by an extremely outgoing classmate of Ron’s who, during their senior year, asked every single person in her class to sign their senior photo, and managed to get a respectable number of signatures during her junior year as well. Impressive hustle, Mary Ellen Kleckner!
As is often the case, I need to provide some caveats:
First, I don’t know very much about handwriting analysis. When I consider my own handwriting, I know that it’s changed substantially since high school, and now, no one can read it, myself included. Seriously, I can’t imagine what someone would say about my personality after reading a grocery list or birthday card from me other than “she doesn’t write very well.”
Second, the skill seems fairly subjective, which is why I approached two people to look at Ron’s signature. I figured that if they said the same thing, that might carry more weight. (Maybe. I really don’t know.) One expert provided a quick assessment free of charge, and the other provided a more thorough assessment that I paid for. I’m not including the analysts’ names in this blog, only their assessments, however it appears to me that both hold strong credentials in their field.
Third, for the most part, I’m only including what the analyst said about the writing itself. If, for example, she shared her opinion of what might have happened to Ron based on some old news stories she found online (this was before my blog), I’ve left that part off. However, the analysis for Ron Sr. does discuss the content of the letter in addition to his style of writing. I’m letting it stand, but just be aware that it gives the analyst a head start when assessing his personality.
On the left is Ron’s junior yearbook and on the right is his senior yearbook. How fast can you find his signature on the left-hand page?
Ron Jr.
Analyst #1 had this to say:
A signature only reveals what the writer wants the world to think about him and isn’t very useful without additional writing to compare to. It would be important to know how congruent the signature and the writing are before being able to determine what it all means.
As I said, a signature by itself doesn’t say much. The large capitals and clear writing suggest someone who thought a lot of himself, was probably ambitious and proud. He had an analytical mind and would dig for the facts of a matter. It’s hard to say for sure because this is a copy, but I wonder from the way the ink flows if he was ill. He may have had a problem in the abdominal area. [She later said this was due to the ink blobs in spots and how it was uneven in other areas.] He seems to have been open and outgoing, fairly consistent in his behavior.
Analyst #2 said this:
Note: The signature is representative of the public self image and shows how the writer would like to present himself to others and is not representative of the total personality.
Mr. Tammen’s signature is clear and legible which indicates that he presents himself in an honest fashion. He has large capital letters showing a degree of confidence with the inflated capital R indicating a lot of emotional energy. The letters are all connected revealing that he is was a logical thinker with some analytical ability as seen in the pointed strokes in his m’s. His a’s and o’s are clear and closed showing that he is honest, but discreet in his communications. The loop in the “d” reveals some sensitivity to personal criticism while the higher second leg on the capital H shows that he had an ambitious nature. The squared r’s indicate good manual dexterity and the full “y” loop can be interpreted as ample energy and financial motivation.
She then said that her first impression of his signature was that it made her wonder about Ron’s sexual orientation.
His writing indicates that he was a highly intelligent man who was concentrated and analytical in his thinking. He had a very logical and rational mind and could be skeptical and opinionated in his viewpoint. To convince him, a person would have to give very specific details and provide substantiated proof of their claims. He was not one to base his decision on intuition or emotion.
He operated more from intellect than ego and perhaps was self actualized and not looking for attention or recognition for his accomplishments. He was controlled and moderate in his display of self confidence and maintained his personal space and distance from others making him a bit unapproachable. He may have been somewhat aloof due to his station in life and could be tenacious in getting the results he desired.
As a father, he could be a firm, yet fair, but highly requiring. He had a domineering nature, but not in an aggressive or hurtful way. He may have set standards that he expected his children to achieve and could hand down stern reprimands if his expectations of them were not met. He could be discreet and diplomatic in his communications and, although not highly verbal, could probably rise to the occasion when he felt something needed to be said. He could be strict and controlling in managing both business and family.
His small, tight writing shows an intense and frugal nature, yet he was highly motivated by financial gain. His numbers reveal that he was very good with financial information and the only place he makes full loops in his writing is in the lower extensions of the y’s and g’s which represent his material and physical drive. It could be said that he had a lot of “money bags” in his writing.
In regard to what we have discussed about his son’s personality, it would be very hard for Ronald Tammen, Sr. to accept anything less than the standards of behavior and achievement he expected of his namesake.
Honestly, I don’t know how much faith to put into handwriting analysis. I’d probably say that I possess a healthy skepticism, which is why I’ve been holding onto these assessments for so long. But people have asked me in the past if I’d tried it, so I wanted to at least show you all that I have. Also, the analyses are interesting, and some points do ring true, though there are other parts that I’m not sure about at all. (Case in point: the comment about Ron’s possible abdominal issues is kind of out there. Also, I would never draw conclusions regarding Ron’s sexual orientation based solely on his handwriting.) Just thought you might find this of interest too. If you have thoughts to share, feel free.