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From the American Scene: A Kind of Tribute
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JAMES W. RODER, a district man for the Associated Press who covered the Bronx at night from 5:30 P.M. to 2 A.M., had been a newspaper man in New York City for almost thirty years upon his death at the age of forty-nine. Jim had worked previously for the old New York American and the now defunct City News Association, was known as a good reporter, hard-working, keen, and resourceful, with excellent contacts among the police and officials of the borough.
Jim was a short, wiry man, white-haired at forty-five, who gave the appearance of being somewhat taller than he was. He moved jauntily, had a gray, bristly mustache, very alert blue eyes, a mild, thoughtful manner, and always wore the same light blue sports jacket and slacks. He was a lively raconteur, a Friday night boxing fan, a constant, loving reader, and, after a fashion, an amateur painter-he liked to make copies of modem paintings, especially those by Toulouse-Lautrec, Van Gogh, Gauguin, and Modigliani. He lived with his wife, daughter, and son-in-law in a three-room apartment within walking distance of the 48th Precinct, at Bathgate and Tremont Avenues, which was Bronx police headquarters.
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