Barefooting. Of course, summer time is when we Okie kids went bare foot. And this is when we were growing up in Los Angeles. Something to show our independence from wearing shoes. And it has been that way for generations. And I’m sure generations to come. My sisters hardly ever wore shoes after coming homeContinue reading “I like to fly with my shoes off.”
Category Archives: LosAngeles
The Royal Gorge
Opulence by the slice. It was on the eastside of Los Angeles 1959. Approaching the establishment from behind on the side street, you will quickly notice a Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud parked under its own car port just behind the business rear entrance. Then Entering the main front entrance of the unique establishment, one would beContinue reading “The Royal Gorge”
Wheels are down and we’re coming in.
Low flying pie in the sky. April 1967. We had just moved down from Sacramento getting ready for me to start classes at Pepperdine L A. For a short while at first we lived in a large apartment complex in Inglewood with pool and was somewhat expensive. But it was a month to month andContinue reading “Wheels are down and we’re coming in.”
Wearing ‘Go to meetin’ clothes.
Okie fashion plate. It took my dad working two jobs in order to outfit my mom with her mostly church fashions. As mentioned my parents lived in a ‘third-world’ community in red dirt Oklahoma before immigrating to California. No electricity, no running water, and no indoor plumbing. All of this was missing before moving toContinue reading “Wearing ‘Go to meetin’ clothes.”
Don’t let the children and widows hear this.
posted by Chuck Ayers Voices coming from above. Our weekends went something like this. Saturday early evening we kids would be near the big sycamore tree and home base in front of our house and out on the parkway between the sidewalk and curb by the street. My older brother would say when I countContinue reading “Don’t let the children and widows hear this.”
If I were a car, I’d be a Beetle.
Automobile manufacturers! Do this! First a bit about my car and my thrifty background. The most fun I ever had driving any vehicle was back in my college years living in Los Angeles. Spring 1967 up to my first real job in 1969. Driving a car by the seat of the pants and mostly handsContinue reading “If I were a car, I’d be a Beetle.”
Golf balls and rainbows.
The bluest skies ever with the whitest cotton puff clouds along with an occasional rainbow is what we moved to in 1972. And certainly, away from the smoky gray L A basin. So, we winged away to what some travelers call paradise. Honolulu is where we flew away to. Far away about 2500 miles fromContinue reading “Golf balls and rainbows.”
A song request amigo.
Three Amigos. 1979. Many of our trips to Southern California we would often meet up with my cousin and his wife along with my wife and 9-year-old daughter. Meeting them for a spicy Mexican dinner. Sometimes my brother and his wife and maybe my cousins brother came along as well. We would often gather atContinue reading “A song request amigo.”
Some say I look like Alfred E Newman.
Who did I look like? My senior year 1962 and only eighteen years old. Standing in a bank teller line behind a petite woman with a pixie hair cut wearing black leotards and body tights she kept turning around and looking up at me with her round child-like face. Was I standing too close toContinue reading “Some say I look like Alfred E Newman.”
Listening to midnight radio.
All from my little AM radio. Back in 1951 and before our first TV and I Love Lucy, I was a frequent radio listener. We were living in Los Angeles and we had a Sears AM radio/record player console in our tiny Livingroom. A big wooden mahogany box that stood up and about the sameContinue reading “Listening to midnight radio.”
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