Black History Month. I grew up in one of the biggest melting pots on the American continent. Los Angeles, California. People of color which includes Asians, Hispanics, Europeans, Africans(in the broader sense),indigenous people, Middle Easterners, Catholics, Jews, protestants, Atheists, conservatives, liberals, poor, wealthy, professionals, and blue collar. And anything else I left out. TodayContinue reading “So we began to stir the pot.”
Category Archives: History
Boy were they happy.
Flying the boys home. November 1973 Sheba our three-year-old daughter and myself were flying on what they called a MAC flight from Honolulu. The flight, on a PanAm 747 was mostly loaded with US Marines coming back from Vietnam. A joyous flight for sure. To back up, Sheba was back then an employee ofContinue reading “Boy were they happy.”
I need to use a pay phone.
Charlie boy, phone home. I absolutely don’t know how I did it. Did it without loss of limb or life. But I did get through it all with no major or minor difficulties. I made it easily through junior high and high school without a cell phone. However, there were two payphones in the mainContinue reading “I need to use a pay phone.”
Book Report.
Book Report To be quite honest, I have had enough of books bloviating about the wealthy and the very pretty. Women with thin yoga bodies. Independently wealthy men. Fairy tales of idealist privileged people with unlimited resources and above average education. Too many books out there including improbable scenarios such as CEO’s and their spousesContinue reading “Book Report.”
Boy howdy, that’s the biggest ice cube I’ve ever seen
How to chill out. How to refrigerate anything without a refrigerator. my dad told me what his Mom’sfamily had done living back on the farm in the 1920s and 1930s southern rural Oklahoma. . He said they used was an A-frame structure with burlap material draped down the frame. It was placed outside on theirContinue reading “Boy howdy, that’s the biggest ice cube I’ve ever seen”
How they did it in the 1930s.
So, this is how it happened. Ode to My Mom and Dad. He grabbed her by the shoulders and gave her a big unexpected kiss on the lips. Then she responded, “now Carl you’re not supposed to do that. When my dad told me this I could only surmise my mom had never been kissedContinue reading “How they did it in the 1930s.”
Book Report
Book Report In these times of the 21st century the last couple of American generations might not have the knowledge of what Ellis Island was and what it represented. Even though many of our ancestors came through the federally operated point of entry and was processed into the United States in the early 20th centuryContinue reading “Book Report”
Pulling the weeds.
posted by Chuck Ayers Walking in the weeds. Did I mention to you I worked on a cattle ranch back in 1961 in northern California? I did. Hardest work I had ever done. But that aside, the ranch was just a few miles north on US-99 from the small town of Weed. Yes, Weed, California.Continue reading “Pulling the weeds.”
Our vacation summer 1952.
What to do with an eight-year-old boy? We were on, what they call vacation. Our family and my Aunt Elsie drove from California all the way to Oklahoma. My dad, mom, older brother, youngest sister, and myself rumbled through the heat and dust storms in order to visit kinfolk in Oklahoma. Never mind they inContinue reading “Our vacation summer 1952.”
Mr. Disney, we need you back here on Earth.
My happy place. It was clean and well-kept and certainly a happy place for me to be. I had looked forward to being in this place ever since Walt Disney talked about it on his Wednesday night Disneyland TV show. Finally in 1955 the theme park opened to the general public. But what was noticedContinue reading “Mr. Disney, we need you back here on Earth.”
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