A good reason to dislike Xmas.

Reoccurring Dream. Have you ever dreamed the same dream over and over?  I think some have but I had this dream where I show up for the last college class and it is finals day.  Absolutely unprepared for this.  Having missed almost all the remaining semester’s classes and not ready for the final test.  WhatContinue reading “A good reason to dislike Xmas.”

It was one of those days Roosevelt said.

Honolulu Hawaii, A fading orange sun was slowly sinking into the placid central blue Pacific.  The mournful sounds of Taps was sounding out from the distinctive white structure of the Arizona Memorial in the waters of Pearl Harbor. As I observed this from the lanai   from the back of our townhouse overlooking all of PearlContinue reading “It was one of those days Roosevelt said.”

Politics of payback.

What has happened to the “Greater Good.” Why do we send elected representatives to Washington just to take revenge on the party in power. What happened to good legislation? What happened to the slogan “For the People.” How did all this morph into “payback and retribution.” What changed? How do we get back to forContinue reading “Politics of payback.”

Don’t let her rub you the wrong way.

It was about two days away from Thanksgiving. I’m guessing it was 1958 and I was in the eighth grade. Maybe I was fourteen or fifteen. Don’t really remember. But anyway, My lot in life at that time was to walk to school and walk home. I walked every day. Ever since first grade. ToContinue reading “Don’t let her rub you the wrong way.”

What’s the matter with L A.

L A is a great big freeway. Growing up in Los Angeles in the 1950s I witnessed the excavation and construction of some of the first so-called Freeways in southern California. However, the first real freeway was constructed about the same time I was born and it went into service just after that. An uninterruptedContinue reading “What’s the matter with L A.”

A poem from the Red Dirt Plaines.

Okie Poetry This sure am not Hollywood Nineteen forty-one was the year Carl, Sr. and his bashful bride Left the parched and dry farm. They arrived in the coast to the west with two Toddlers in tow. Carl, Jr. and Peggy Sue. The four of them fresh off The Route some called 66. One man’sContinue reading “A poem from the Red Dirt Plaines.”

You can have your Mercedes or Lan Rovers. However I will take an old VW bug any day.

I had owned and drove with great pleasure two VW beetles. Drove them during my college and early working careers. Oh, so fun to drive. My first VW beetle was a 1958 with the small oval rear window. The headliner was a bit torn but the rest of the car worked including its radio. WhatContinue reading “You can have your Mercedes or Lan Rovers. However I will take an old VW bug any day.”

It was easy money. One bottle at a time.

Los Angeles 1952: The start-up. We were partners in a recycling business. And when I say we I mean my partner Donnie Shorts. My new best friend who moved here to our neighborhood from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. What we did discover early on was that we both needed money. Money is what would enable and fundContinue reading “It was easy money. One bottle at a time.”