How does this mahogany box work?

Our very first television. It was 1952 on Simmons Avenue in East L A not that far from the Willard Battery factory water tower and just downwind from the B. F. Goodrich tire factory. The latest electronic marvels had entered our Okie home. Once television was brought into our tiny East Los Angeles Livingroom entertainmentContinue reading “How does this mahogany box work?”

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?”

Was it skating or dancing?

Thou Shall not dance. Especially with the opposite sex. Boys and girls were forbidden to dance with each other. At least this was the doctrinaire of our fundamentalist church. However, the first Monday evening of each month way back when we kids would go with an older couple in their twenties to Pasadena at theContinue reading “Was it skating or dancing?”

Oh my. How did its feathers come off?

Chicken business. My dad received a letter in the mail from the county health department. It was 1953 in East Los Angeles and the letter informed my dad he had to get rid of all his chickens. Obviously, a neighbor had complained of the chicken noise and ruckus. Lots of hen clucking and roosters crowing.Continue reading “Oh my. How did its feathers come off?”

The Okie summer nectar.

What’s in that bucket pops? Looking back over my Okie heritage, a summer had never passed without the turning-churning handle of the coveted ice cream maker. Possibly a wooden sided hand-cranked ‘White Mountain.’ And my Okie parents were in to this Heart and Soul. It was a big part of their Oklahoma heritage. A summerContinue reading “The Okie summer nectar.”

Non-stop gas pee and go.

Road trip. Almost every summer our family made a road trip from Los Angeles all the way to Wilson, Oklahoma. Non-stop. Approximately 1500-miles. Usually during the month of August. The hottest month of the summer. August was the only time available for my dad’s vacation. He was low man on the seniority totem pole atContinue reading “Non-stop gas pee and go.”

Please water me green.

California has a water problem. A three-year drought. People are asked to cut back on water usage by about twenty percent. Leave the water off when brushing teeth. Don’t use the water hose to wash leaves and grass off the driveway. Take shorter showers. Water the lawn only twice a week for about thirty minutesContinue reading “Please water me green.”

A man who gave the Dodgers a voice.

Now try to follow with me on this. Back in about 1958 something possessed my parents to buy a big blond stereo from Sears and put it in the Livingroom. A blond wood stereo with an array of different size speakers that a 14-year-old teen boy only could wish for. Previous we had only aContinue reading “A man who gave the Dodgers a voice.”

Continuing my drunk person series. DUI Dancing.

DUI Dancing Under the Influence. Back when I was a mere 18-years old in 1962 my friend Jim and I would occasionally drive up into the San Bernardino mountains east of Los Angeles and visit a friend who lived in the upper desert of Hesperia. A place that certainly can become desert hot in theContinue reading “Continuing my drunk person series. DUI Dancing.”