My... Leading Men!

I toyed with the title. My... Leading Men! as opposed to my leading men.
The leading man is the actor who plays the principal male part in a movie, play, or television show. This would be in opposition to the supporting actor who performs a role in a play or film below that of the leading actor(s)/actress(es), and above that of a bit part.
I grew up watching television. Many of the shows that were offered were older reruns. We are talking in the mid- to late-1960s, the black and white programming that I saw could have been filmed in the mid- to late-1930s! While I may not have had an eye for what I thought a man or a man's man should be or should look like, I do remember two actors who caught my attention.

Franklin Pangborn
Born January 23, 1889
Newark, New Jersey, U.S.
Died July 20, 1958 (aged 69)
Laguna Beach, California, U.S.

He was described in Wiki as follows :
"Pangborn played essentially the same character: prissy, polite, elegant, highly energetic, often officious, fastidious, somewhat nervous, prone to becoming flustered but essentially upbeat, and with immediately recognizable high-speed, patter-type speech. He typically played an officious desk clerk in a hotel, a self-important musician, a fastidious headwaiter, or an enthusiastic birdwatcher, and was usually put in a situation where he was frustrated or flustered by the antics of other characters."
He was listed as 5'10" (taller than most men in my family). IMDB described him with this less-than-flattering comment: "And although he would play some villains and romantic leads, that droopy pudding-face of his was bound for comedy."

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Emerson Treacy
Born September 17, 1900
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Died January 10, 1967 (aged 66)
Hollywood, California


Here's another character from The Little Rascals. By contrast, this man exuded the stereotype of the male-dominant, head-of-house in the patriarchal, heterosexual paradigm. To soften him somewhat, he would be cast along side a ditsy wife whose dialogue was en par with that of Gracie Allen.
This man had hands that pushed a pencil or read pages of reports. He was well-dressed and no-nonsense and I think he generally had a kind heart. With these two I never got the feeling as if there was every any anger directed at others (except maybe their own exasperation of the situation they might have been in).
I used to think of them in relatively normal, every-day activities and wonder what they might have been like during those quality time moments; walking me to school as a child, fixing breakfast with them, watching television.
Of course, when I came of age, I thought of them no longer as the father figure, but rather as the partner. They are both long gone. Both seemed to have died after surgery.
These are my two thoughts of a leading man. I seldom share such notions because it is highly doubtful that anyone else out there would have given these two a second thought.