Biography
Hunt spent his boyhood in a small Indiana town and after two years in Chicago and three in Mexico he returned to another small mid-western town to edit the local paper. It was with this background that he came to New York City in 1916 and joined the staff of the The Sun. From New York he went to France and from there to Russia where for months he had the Revolution all to himself.
In 1919, he smuggled a copy of the Treaty of Versailles, scooping the story.
He served as the European editor for Cosmoplitan Magazine, interviewing Vladimir Lenin, Joseph Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. He also traveled to the Far East, covering the Sino-Japanese War.
One of his better-selling books was about his World War I experiences entitled Blown in By the Draft, published by Doubleday in 1918.
During the 1930s, he purchased the ranch "Eden Valley" in southern Alberta, where he met Edward, the Prince of Wales (future Edward VIII), teaching him how to play poker. His Untold Story of General MacArthur was based upon his war correspondence duties as he followed Douglas MacArthur through the Pacific.
As a broadcaster, Hunt presented Frazier Hunt and the News on the CBS Radio Network in the early 1940s.
Hunt has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame; he was inducted on February 8, 1960.
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