Reporters: Don't Call Us, We'll Call You

At Washington's Mayflower Hotel, members of the city's Association of Oldest Inhabitants had just finished their 99th anniversary dinner. Suddenly, one of the guests emitted a high-pitched whine. Washington Evening Star Reporter Walter Gold leaped to his feet as if stung and dashed from the room in search of a phone. A few minutes later, the Star's night city editor gave him a message: "Holdup at Big D Liquor Store, 4173 Minnesota Avenue, N.E." With that, Reporter Gold was on his way to the story.

Gold's unsettling whine had come from a tiny radio receiver hooked to his belt. Until...

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