
This Is Your FBI 45-06-22 (012) Auto Theft - Charles Meade
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Charles Mead
The eye.
Narrator
This is your FBI. This is your FBI. An official broadcast from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation presented as a public service by the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States. To your FBI, you look for national security and to the Equitable Society for financial security. These two great institutions are dedicated to the protection of you, your home and your country. Tonight, the story of a crime against the community. Auto theft.
Five years ago, the theft of a car in your neighborhood was a matter of passing interest in a newspaper. It was reported on the back pages or not at all. But today, the automobile has graduated from the luxury class to one of vital necessity. An automobile in first class condition is a high priced commodity. And there are hundreds of buyers for every seller. Into this fertile field of buyers at any prices, move the racketeer. A racketeer who needs only a car, a stolen car, a forged bill of sale and an unsuspecting buyer. Mobility is his chief asset, but it's also his chief liability. Because the act of driving a stolen car across a state line is a federal offense. And the FBI, in cooperation with local law enforcement agencies has been relentless in this war against this type of criminal. Sometimes the first lead on a case of this type comes as the result of a routine check beginning as this one did with a couple driving along a road south of Richmond. A distinguished looking couple. A couple just married.
Faye Mead
How can you even see? Darling, that rain is coming down so hard.
Charles Mead
We'll stop at the next town if it doesn't let up.
Faye Mead
Tired?
Charles Mead
No, no, I feel fine.
Faye Mead
This is a wonder. Wonderful idea.
Charles Mead
What then?
Faye Mead
This trip.
Charles Mead
Not much of a honeymoon. Having to mix business in along the way.
Faye Mead
Oh, darling, I love it. This is the way I've always wanted to live. I used to go crazy being cooped up in the same place. Seeing the same people.
Charles Mead
That can be dull.
Faye Mead
My mother was wonderful. She couldn't understand how I just met you and three weeks later wanted to marry you. She said, I didn't know. You didn't know your background.
Charles Mead
Well, mothers are like that.
Faye Mead
I just told her I didn't care. Charles, the cat was getting.
FBI Agent Boone
Faye.
Charles Mead
Faye, are you all right?
Faye Mead
Yes. Oh, I think so.
Charles Mead
Well, thank heaven.
Faye Mead
How about you?
Charles Mead
I'm okay.
Faye Mead
Oh.
Charles Mead
What's the matter?
FBI Agent Boone
There.
Faye Mead
Look at the front of the car.
Charles Mead
Oh, yeah. Let's get out.
Faye Mead
It's all smashed.
FBI Agent Boone
I know.
Charles Mead
That'd be helpful, dear.
Faye Mead
Thanks. Where are you going?
Charles Mead
Just getting the license plate.
Faye Mead
License plate? Aren't you going to call a garage?
Charles Mead
No, it's too much bother, dear.
Faye Mead
Then what are you going to do?
Charles Mead
Leave the car here.
Faye Mead
What, now?
Charles Mead
Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll get another one tomorrow.
Narrator
A car is abandoned on a road 10 miles south of Richmond. The plates are missing, but motor numbers are identification badges, easily checked. Two days later, 300 miles south of Richmond, the police paid a call at the home of one John Taylor.
FBI Agent Boone
Mr. Taylor? Yes? I've got some good news for you, sir. We found your car.
Charles Mead
My car?
FBI Agent Boone
Yes, it turned up in Richmond. The local police there contacted us. It was checked through the motor number. The license plate was gone.
Narrator
Well, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid there's no mistake.
FBI Agent Boone
Well, your name's John Taylor, isn't it?
Narrator
Yes.
FBI Agent Boone
You own a 1938 Ford garage.
Charles Mead
What?
FBI Agent Boone
Yes, I just put it there.
Charles Mead
Not.
Narrator
Been stolen?
FBI Agent Boone
No, never. What's your motor number? Well, just a second now. Look at the registration. I don't understand. How come your car turns up in Richmond when it's really here?
Narrator
The motor number is 321264.
FBI Agent Boone
Well, that's the same number, all right. Maybe you'd better tell somebody about this. Yeah, maybe it better be the FBI.
Narrator
If there is an axiom in crime, it is that a mistake will be made sooner or later. The abandoned car, the car that was wrecked on the road south of Richmond, was examined by special agents of the FBI. Portions of the motor were removed and sent to the laboratories in Washington. After certain exhaustive tests were made, a report was forwarded to the FBI Richmond field office.
FBI Agent Tom
What's the story, Tom?
FBI Agent Boone
The motor numbers were altered. A pretty good job, too.
FBI Agent Tom
Did the laboratory work up the original numbers?
FBI Agent Boone
Yes. Wait a minute. Here we are. The car was from Toledo, Ohio. Was stolen out there.
FBI Agent Tom
I see.
FBI Agent Boone
Was then registered here in Virginia under a false name and with the aid of a fictitious bill of sale.
FBI Agent Tom
With the idea of reselling it here, I suppose.
FBI Agent Boone
Yes.
FBI Agent Tom
Sounds like a very professional job.
FBI Agent Boone
I know.
FBI Agent Tom
What about that couple who abandoned the car?
FBI Agent Boone
Well, we have a general description of them from the farmer who picked them up?
FBI Agent Tom
He dropped them off here in Richmond.
FBI Agent Boone
Yes. Excuse me. Rice speaking. Yes. Yes. Wait, let me write that down.
FBI Agent Tom
Pencil.
FBI Agent Boone
I have one. Thanks. Go ahead. Right.
Charles Mead
Got it.
FBI Agent Boone
Thanks. Goodbye. Now we're getting someplace. Who was that? Boone. He was taking a lead that Farmer gave us. He said that he dropped the couple off at a cab stand.
Charles Mead
Yes.
FBI Agent Boone
Boone contacted a driver who remembered picking up a man and woman answering to the description of our suspects.
Charles Mead
Good.
FBI Agent Boone
He dropped them at a downtown hotel. I think we'd better get over there right now.
Hotel Clerk
Go ahead, gentlemen.
FBI Agent Boone
Thank you.
FBI Agent Tom
Thanks.
Hotel Clerk
Take us to the fourth floor, please. This is the only couple who answers to the description you gave me.
FBI Agent Boone
Their name is Mead.
Hotel Clerk
That's right. Mr. And Mrs. Charles Mead. They're very charming people.
FBI Agent Tom
How long have they lived here?
Hotel Clerk
Oh, on and off for several weeks now.
FBI Agent Tom
What do you mean, on and off?
Hotel Clerk
Well, they've taken several short trips, but they've kept their room. Go right ahead. The room is down here to the left.
FBI Agent Boone
Very well. Do you know anything about what business Mr. Mead is in?
Hotel Clerk
He's a salesman of some sort. I. I don't know his line.
FBI Agent Boone
You've talked with? Oh, yes.
Hotel Clerk
We've been quite friendly. I've dined with him several times. That's why I'm sure you must have the wrong party.
FBI Agent Boone
We'd like to talk with him anyway.
Hotel Clerk
Here we are.
FBI Agent Boone
4:12.
Hotel Clerk
I'm not so sure that he's home.
FBI Agent Boone
Why?
Hotel Clerk
Well, he borrowed my car this morning. His was being repaired.
FBI Agent Boone
He borrowed your car?
Hotel Clerk
That's right.
FBI Agent Tom
Have you a pesky with you?
Charles Mead
Yes.
FBI Agent Tom
I'd advise you to use it.
FBI Agent Boone
What for?
FBI Agent Tom
I have an idea that Mr. Mead is no longer a guest.
Hotel Clerk
Well, Goodness, I. Wait. I have a key right here. Excuse me.
FBI Agent Boone
Surely.
Hotel Clerk
Heavens. You were right. Everything's been moved out. How did you know he'd be gone?
FBI Agent Tom
Because he borrowed your car. That happens to be his line of business.
Narrator
Even though the human memory is inaccurate and no two people see the same object exactly alike, verbal descriptions of an individual may enable the laboratories of the FBI to create a sketch of a face that will be amazingly exact. This has been done successfully in many cases where no photograph is available in the records. A description of Charles Meade and his wife was teletyped to all law enforcement agencies in the neighboring states. But professional car thieves moved swiftly. And even as the alarm was on the wires the Meads were already established in another hotel in another city 200 miles west of Richmond.
Charles Mead
Faye.
Faye Mead
Yes, dear?
Charles Mead
Did you see my brown clothes?
Faye Mead
They're right here on the Dresser.
Charles Mead
Oh, thanks. How do I look?
Faye Mead
Oh, very handsome.
Charles Mead
Well, I have to run over now to the prospect.
Faye Mead
Charles.
Charles Mead
Yeah?
Faye Mead
Before you go, I'd like to talk to you about something.
Charles Mead
Honey, I really have.
Faye Mead
This is very important. It's about you. Well, darling, what do you really do?
Charles Mead
What do you mean?
Faye Mead
Your work.
Charles Mead
Well, I told you, I'm a salesman.
Faye Mead
I know that's what you told me. But I'd like you to explain a couple of things.
Charles Mead
Like what?
Faye Mead
Well, the things that happened back in Richmond.
Charles Mead
I don't know what you're talking about.
Faye Mead
Honey, that car we wrecked, you're just leaving it there?
Charles Mead
I attended to that later. I had it sent to a garage.
Faye Mead
I don't believe you.
Charles Mead
Oh, well, no.
Faye Mead
You want me to tell you what I do believe?
Charles Mead
All right.
Faye Mead
That was a stolen car, wasn't it? That's how you make your living.
Charles Mead
Yeah.
Faye Mead
I thought so.
Charles Mead
Look, darling, I couldn't tell you.
Faye Mead
Why?
Narrator
Because I love you.
Charles Mead
I know if you ever found out the truth, that would be the end of us. That would be the end of. What are you laughing at?
Faye Mead
You. Why did you think you could keep it from me, Charles? And why did you think it would matter?
Charles Mead
Hey, come here.
Faye Mead
Well, I think it's wonderful. What? I love it. And I want to work right along with you.
Narrator
The bride of Charles, me, proved a willing partner in her husband's business. They Meade, had expansive ideas and put them immediately into operation. In rapid succession, from widely separated sections came reports of stolen cars. Each theft had the same pattern, almost the same conditions. The FBI was reasonably sure that Meade and Company was behind each one. But the Meads were still at large 400 miles from the scene of the last theft. In another city, in another hotel room.
Charles Mead
I'll get it, dear.
FBI Agent Boone
Hello, Charlie.
Charles Mead
Oh, hello there, Stanton. Come on in.
FBI Agent Boone
Thanks.
Charles Mead
I don't believe you've met my wife.
FBI Agent Boone
No. How's you, ma'? Am?
Faye Mead
Hello, Mr. Stanton.
FBI Agent Boone
I wonder if we can go someplace and talk.
Charles Mead
Charlie, what's wrong with right here?
FBI Agent Boone
Well, this is about our business.
Charles Mead
My wife knows all about that. Oh. So, what's on your mind?
FBI Agent Boone
Well, my reason for coming up here was to tell you that we're going to split up our partnership.
Charles Mead
Why? What's wrong?
FBI Agent Boone
Nothing wrong. I just think the time has come to quit.
Charles Mead
You mean you'd rather hook up with someone else?
FBI Agent Boone
No, I. I just want to get out of the whole business. My garage is doing well and I'm making enough money legitimately. I don't want to spoil that.
Faye Mead
Well, Charles.
Charles Mead
Yes, sir?
Faye Mead
May I ask Mr. Stanton a few questions.
FBI Agent Boone
Well, sure.
Charles Mead
Go ahead.
Faye Mead
Mr. Stanton, you've made a lot of money with Charles, haven't you? Well, yes, but I believe he even set you up in this garage in the first place. He wanted a front to dispose of the cars.
FBI Agent Boone
That's right.
Faye Mead
Then it's not going to make it very easy if you walk out on him.
FBI Agent Boone
I'm sorry, Mrs. Mead.
Faye Mead
That doesn't help.
FBI Agent Boone
Look, I never liked this business in the first place. I only did it because I needed money desperately.
Charles Mead
I know, but after all, what about.
Faye Mead
Mr. Stanton? I'd like to point out something to you. We have eight cars stored away. Eight cars that my husband worked very hard to get. Now you're going to sell those cars for him just as you originally agreed.
FBI Agent Boone
I. I can do it.
Faye Mead
Then you leave us only one choice.
FBI Agent Boone
What do you mean?
Faye Mead
We'll have to spoil that respectable front you've been maintaining.
FBI Agent Boone
Now, just a minute.
Faye Mead
I mean it, Mr. Stanton.
FBI Agent Boone
I. I believe you do.
Faye Mead
Now, when do we send you the eight cars.
Narrator
To the FBI? The case of Charles Meade was open. And an open case means that the entire facilities of the FBI are working without pause. Searching every possibility, every source where a clue may be. The motor vehicle records of the state of Virginia were exhausted, checked and rechecked. It was discovered that over two dozen cars were fraudulently registered cars from over two dozen states. Motor numbers changed, fictitious bills of sale issued. Most of them have been sold to innocent dealers. Dealers whose recollection of the seller reconfirmed the picture of Charles Mead. One sale. A sale of eight cars.
Sarah
What do you think makes the perfect snack?
FBI Agent Boone
Hmm.
AM PM Advertiser
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Sarah
Could you be more specific?
AM PM Advertiser
When it's cravinho.
Charles Mead
Okay.
AM PM Advertiser
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Sarah
I'm seeing a pattern here.
AM PM Advertiser
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Sarah
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AM PM Advertiser
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Narrator
Garage in North Carolina was a real clue. A real possibility for positive information. Agents of the FBI paid a visit to Mr. Stanton, the owner of that garage.
FBI Agent Boone
See, gentlemen, I'm just at a loss to understand any of this. I purchased those cars in good faith. You had no idea that they were stolen, Mr. Stanton? None whatsoever. Who Sold them to you was various people. People you knew? No. According to the registration records in Virginia, one man sold all of those cars to you, Mrs. Stanton. Well, suppose you give us the real facts. Well, one man did sell him, but he told me he represented several owners.
FBI Agent Tom
Who was this man?
FBI Agent Boone
His name was, let me see. Crawford. George Crawford.
FBI Agent Tom
How did you meet him?
FBI Agent Boone
He answered an ad I put in the papers. And then he came here at my garage.
FBI Agent Tom
Can you describe him?
FBI Agent Boone
Not too well. Do you mind if we take a look around the garage here, Mr. Stanton? What for? Just a routine inspection. Very well. Go ahead. I'll go out back to the office, get you those registrations. Thanks.
FBI Agent Tom
What are you interested in, Tom?
FBI Agent Boone
That workbench over there. Come on. I noticed it on the way in. It had some very familiar equipment on it.
Narrator
Look it over.
FBI Agent Tom
Well, electric drills, buffing machine.
FBI Agent Boone
Not forgetting those sandpaper discs and that steel brush. Very handy equipment to alter motor numbers on stolen cars. Yes. Do you think that came from the office? Yes.
Charles Mead
Come on.
FBI Agent Boone
Where? It looks like Mr. Mead just lost a partner.
Narrator
We momentarily close the Federal Bureau of Investigation file on Charles Meade, car thief. We will return to this case in just a moment. Suppose that all the members of the Equitable Society decided to live together in one community. The result would be a city almost as large as Chicago. For this society now has over 3,200,000 members. Actually, of course, these Equitable members are widely distributed. Every state in the union is largely represented. And by the same token, every section of the nation benefits by the investments of Equitable Society funds. The premium dollars sent in by Equitable members are used to promote industry and agriculture in all parts of the country. Equitable dollars help finance shipbuilders on the Pacific coast. Ranchers in Wyoming, oilmen in Texas, miners in Minnesota. Coal producers in Pennsylvania. Farmers and workers throughout the land. And so this great mutual organization is indeed well named. The Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States. In both its membership and the distribution of its investments it takes in the entire United States. And so, you see, by serving its members, the Equitable Society serves America. And now back to the file on Charles Mead, car thief.
In the FBI headquarters in Washington, there is row upon row of file cabinets containing cases marked complete. An examination of any one of these will show that every thread, every rumor, every bit of information pertinent to that case, however minute, has been investigated to a conclusion. There are no loose ends, only complete and irrefutable proof. The suicide of the garage keeper enabled the FBI to uncover many additional facts regarding Charles Meade special agents conducted an intensive search in the dead man's garage. Records were combed over, correspondence checked. Finally, out of this painstaking work there emerged a clue. A small clue. A letter that had been mailed to the garage man by Meade over a year before. A letter sent from Portland, Oregon. A letter with a return address. A teletype was sent to the Portland field office. And a special agent was sent to the address to investigate.
Faye Mead
I bet this has something to do with my nephew, Charlie.
Hotel Clerk
Charles Mead.
Faye Mead
That's him.
FBI Agent Boone
I was right, huh?
Hotel Clerk
Do you know where he is?
FBI Agent Boone
Nope.
Faye Mead
I haven't seen him in over a year. He went east to Cleveland, but I know he isn't there anymore.
Charles Mead
Why not?
Faye Mead
Because I wrote him at the address he gave me. The letter was returned.
Hotel Clerk
May I have that address anyway?
Faye Mead
Sure, but I don't think it'll do you any good. Charlie moves fast and often.
Narrator
Wanted. Notices on Charles Meade were sent out from the FBI headquarters in Washington for national distribution. Meanwhile, the one lead, the slender lead, the year old address in Cleveland was followed up by a special agent there.
FBI Agent Boone
No, Mr. Mead hasn't lived here in, let me see now, oh, at least eight months. Did he leave any forwarding address? No, he just packed his trunks and left. Trunks? Yeah, two of them. How were they moved? Well, I believe it was American Express. Thank you very much.
Narrator
A search of the express company records. A long, tedious search was finally rewarded. The records show the two trunks belonging to one Charles Meade were picked up at the Cleveland address and delivered to an apartment house in Louisville, Kentucky.
Faye Mead
Charles Meade moved out about two months ago. I understand he went back east to get married.
FBI Agent Tom
Where in the east?
Faye Mead
He didn't say.
FBI Agent Tom
Did he leave any trunks?
Faye Mead
Yes, two of them.
FBI Agent Tom
Did he take them with him?
Faye Mead
No, he had them sent to storage in Leo? Yes, to the acne storage warehouse.
FBI Agent Tom
I hope there's something in these trunks after getting a search warrant and all. Let's examine this one first.
FBI Agent Boone
Right. Let's see.
FBI Agent Tom
One, two, three suits and a top coat.
FBI Agent Boone
Here. We'll try the drawers. Well, what is it? A box of keys. Car keys?
FBI Agent Tom
That would be Mr. Mead.
Charles Mead
All right.
FBI Agent Boone
Here's some cans of automobile paint for retouching purposes? Yes. What story did you get from the warehouse people?
FBI Agent Tom
They said he paid them two months in advance.
FBI Agent Boone
And no further word from him? No, none at all that two months should be up.
FBI Agent Tom
It is. He owes the money now.
FBI Agent Boone
Well, we've got one good chance that.
FBI Agent Tom
He'Ll get in touch with the warehouse.
FBI Agent Boone
Yes, and give us a chance to get in touch with him.
Narrator
The special agents kept in constant touch with the warehouse. One day, two weeks after their first visit, a letter arrived. A letter containing a money order. A money order signed by Charles Maid. But Maid was still clever. Although the letter was postmarked St. Louis, Missouri, there was no return address. The money order, however, was issued at the Gardner Postal Station, which is located in the suburbs. Special agents went there at once.
FBI Agent Boone
That's his complete description. I see. Do you recall him at all? I'm trying to think.
FBI Agent Tom
The money order was issued last Tuesday.
FBI Agent Boone
Well, that might be a help. Tuesday. That was a pretty slow day. Did any strangers come in here at all? Yes, yes, I remember now. The fella came in here around noon time. Yes, he was.
Narrator
Let's say he looked just like the fellow you described.
FBI Agent Boone
Are you sure? Of course. I remember him real well now.
Narrator
He told me he was just driving through.
FBI Agent Tom
Did he say where he was heading?
FBI Agent Boone
No. Oh, now wait, though. He did ask one question. What was that? He wanted to know about a good tourist camp. Yes, I recommended Brockton's Place. That's about six miles further out.
FBI Agent Tom
Brackton's Place. Let's go, Tom.
Faye Mead
Charles. Charles.
FBI Agent Boone
Yeah?
Faye Mead
Are you going to sleep all day, darling?
Charles Mead
No, no, I'm getting up. What time is it?
Faye Mead
Almost noon.
Charles Mead
Oh, I'm dead.
Faye Mead
You got a good night's sleep, honey.
Charles Mead
A dozen nights sleep would just about get me even.
Faye Mead
Come on now, get up. We have to start packing.
Charles Mead
Yeah, I know. That's just about all we do in life. I'm getting awful sick.
Faye Mead
Now, let's not go into that again, Faye.
Charles Mead
Look, we got enough money now. Enough money to settle down in one spot and enjoy ourselves for a while.
FBI Agent Boone
No, no.
Charles Mead
Well, honey.
Faye Mead
Listen, Charles, I told you, I spent all my life being settled in one spot. I never want to do it again.
Charles Mead
Oh, you can't keep living like this.
FBI Agent Boone
Bad hotels, tourists.
Faye Mead
I like them. I love going from place to place. And that's what I intend to do with or without you, darling.
Charles Mead
What do you mean?
Faye Mead
If you want that settling down business, you do it without me.
Charles Mead
Oh, now, wait a minute.
Faye Mead
I mean.
Charles Mead
It's okay, honey. You win.
Faye Mead
Who's that?
Charles Mead
How do I know? Wait. Yeah?
FBI Agent Boone
How are you, Mr. Meade?
Charles Mead
Who are you?
FBI Agent Boone
We're special agents of the FBI.
Faye Mead
Charles.
FBI Agent Tom
Stay where you are.
Faye Mead
Well, it looks like you're going to get your way, darling. They're settling down.
Narrator
Abnormal conditions brought on by the war of open lucrative fields for the criminal. Lucrative temporarily, because the criminal has to risk a battle of wits and a battle of endurance with the FBI. And that is a battle he cannot win. Last year alone, over $5 million worth of stolen cars were recovered and over 2,000 car thieves were convicted. The FBI is and will be relentless in the apprehension of anyone threatening the security or rights of the people of the United States. It is your organization. It is part of the government, and the government is you.
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After being indicted by a federal grand jury at Columbus, Ohio, Charles Meade and his wife pleaded guilty to violating the National Motor Vehicle Theft Act. They were each given sentences totaling 20 years in a federal penitentiary.
The incidents used in tonight's broadcast are taken from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. However, all names used are fictitious and any similarity thereof to the names of persons living or dead is accidental. Tonight, the music was under the direction of Van Cleave. Your narrator was Frank Lovejoy. This is your FBI is a Jerry Devine production. Now this is Carl Frank speaking for the Equitable Life Assurance Society of the United States and inviting you to tune in again next week at this same time for this. This is your FBI. This is the American Broadcasting Company.
Originally aired: October 5, 2025
This vintage radio drama episode, part of "This Is Your FBI," dramatizes a real case from the files of the Federal Bureau of Investigation about Charles Meade, a professional auto thief. The story follows Meade and his wife as they traverse states stealing and reselling automobiles with altered identities. The episode provides a glimpse into postwar America’s battle against rising auto thefts and highlights federal law enforcement's relentless pursuit of such criminals.
Summary prepared for the benefit of listeners seeking a detailed recounting of this golden-age radio episode, capturing the progression, characters, and memorable dialogue central to the story of Charles Meade, car thief.