They came from out of the blue.

The things you see on television. My friend Jim and I stopped at a Motel Six in Albuquerque to spend the night. Our travels started in Oklahoma City and we were on the way to Los Angeles driving route-66. Headed home for the semester break. Later that same evening I turned on the TV toContinue reading “They came from out of the blue.”

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.”

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.”

The little red signs that made you smile. For at least a mile.

Roadside Poetry (updated) The little red sequential fencepost signs sponsored by Burma Shave cream with clever and whimsical rhymes out on the pre-interstate highways of mid-century America. In her room Tilting a broom Learning nuclear physics Watching on Zoom. BURMA SHAVE There would be four or five one by three-foot signs posted off the highwayContinue reading “The little red signs that made you smile. For at least a mile.”

won’t be gone for long.

Dear readers of this blog. For the next ten days or so I will be out of office. Out of pocket. Away from this blogmafacation. My wife, Sheba, and myself will be away on vacation. We will be gone to protect our grandkids from their abusive parents. How dare they expect our tender little grandiesContinue reading “won’t be gone for long.”

Just a dollars worth and check my pressure.

1973 was the year full-service gas stations came to an abrupt end. It stopped ‘snap’ just like that! Swift without any means of restoration to full service. No one could reverse this sudden inconvenience. Gas stations or service stations flipped to a self-service or DIY service. But first let me explain what full-service gas stationsContinue reading “Just a dollars worth and check my pressure.”

The slowest fast food I’ve ever had.

Fast food eatery I will never go to again. Carl’s, Jr. To begin with and in retrospect this is Carl’s routine go-to policy. Let me explain. We just exited I-40 and drove up to the Carl’s, Jr. Drive-thru to make an order. Their outside menu showed they have various chicken items. Both sandwiches and chickenContinue reading “The slowest fast food I’ve ever had.”

Prose beside the road.

Roadside Poetry. He had his paddle. He served the ball. Across the net. Whizzed a mighty pickleball. Burma shave Go to Burma-Shave – Wikipedia Cute little red fence post signs in sequence about fifty feet apart with humorous limericks. Generally seen out on long stretches of old US highways from the 1940sto the 1970s.

Miss Daisey couldn’t do it any better.

Witnessing the unordinary. Wife and I attended a nearby church in Inglewood California where we were living at that time. This was the mid-1960s and saw interesting things happen there. Some of which were meeting and greeting media celebrities. Pop singers and movie actors. But the most amazing event that happened most Sunday mornings wasContinue reading “Miss Daisey couldn’t do it any better.”