A trip to the park 1987. We walked down to Brookline Village and caught the ‘T’ with the intent of traveling towards downtown Boston. The MTA train that travels above and below street level through Beantown. The same subway that “Charlie” was stuck on and his fate will never be learned, as sung by theContinue reading “So, this is Boston?”
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Romance in the parts bins.
My first job. It was my first job after getting married. I started to work in the parts and service department at Sears Sacramento 1965. My new boss, Mr. Cole said it doesn’t pay much but come and get it. So, I started in September a few days after our honeymoon. Mr. Cole had alreadyContinue reading “Romance in the parts bins.”
Needed good walking shoes.
Yes, indeed I’m walking. Now I am not saying this to just solicit your well-deserved sympathy but from kindergarten and all the way up to my senior year in high school I walked to school. Almost every day. I walked approximately two miles each way. Walked to elementary, junior high, and high school. Our grandkidsContinue reading “Needed good walking shoes.”
Resume me.
My Resume For public office Charles ‘Chuck’ Ayers 10 Fifth Avenue Penthouse New York, NY 10001 Work Experience: President of Bank American Chief Executive Officer and Board Chairman From 2010 to 2023 Brigadier General Army Reserve Fort Shafter; Honolulu, Hi Chief officer overseeing Nuclear arsenal From 2001 to 2010 Head coach San Francisco forty-niners HeadContinue reading “Resume me.”
Homeroom was not for the faint of heart.
Second period. At our junior high second period was always ‘Homeroom.’ Meaning we had an extra 30-minutes to discuss topics not related to the period’s curriculum. This was seventh grade 1956. The curriculum was metal shop. Our teacher was Mr. Leo Fanar. A tall balding man in his thirties and about six-foot two. He stoodContinue reading “Homeroom was not for the faint of heart.”
What does this have to do with my science class?
Ranching is not for me. Junior high L A County 1958. I had Mr. Macintyre’s eight grade science class fourth period just before lunch break. We were all just settling in at our desks when Mr. Byerman, a tall red hair and bespectacled no non-sense teacher with a public-address speaker like voice came to Mac’sContinue reading “What does this have to do with my science class?”
The new governor of California did not like free tuition of state colleges.
“This chimp will never graduate from this college.” Ronald Reagan, Bedtime for Bonzo; movie 1952 Fall 1962 I started my freshman year at East Los Angeles College. A community college under the oversite of the Los Angeles Unified School District. At that time the total enrollment of students for both day and night classes atContinue reading “The new governor of California did not like free tuition of state colleges.”
Why do those guys talk like that?
Who’s correct here? People north of the Canadian border or south? And I am talking correct pronunciation of certain words. When speaking of living in a house is it howse as the southern neighbors pronounce it or howoose as the northern neighbors pronounce it. When pronouncing the word about is it abowt or is itContinue reading “Why do those guys talk like that?”
Ronald Reagan brought an end to it all.
Fall 1962 I started my freshman year at East Los Angeles College. A community college under the oversite of the Los Angeles Unified School District. At that time the total enrollment of students for both day and night classes at ELAC were about 10K.After filling out the required forms and papers then selecting my desiredContinue reading “Ronald Reagan brought an end to it all.”
How did we ever make it out of Junior High?
Junior high boys are the most peculiar barbaric animals observed in the human world. And I am speaking boys of my own generation. Not middle school boys of the recent generations. And speaking of middle school I’m not really sure why we went from junior high designation to middle school classification. We societal wonks areContinue reading “How did we ever make it out of Junior High?”
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