This sounds like a made up story.
When I was young and through high school I remember a man in my home town named Bob Gilbert.
He was clean, wore a white shirt and a bow tie and lived in a big house. He was elderly, he had a Hudson vehicle in his back yard and his house was full of cats and newspapers.
Man was he living a congested life.
The poor sot was $$$ too boot. He was a nice guy however and when he was a younger man did a fine job of introducing Francis Gumm onto the stage at the Rialto Theater in my home town.
Exactly.