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.”

There I was. Me, on national TV.

My sorted and reckless past When a senior in high school on some weekends I would catch the metro bus and ride a fair distance which included a transfer in downtown Los Angeles headed to Hollywood. About an hour trip traveling about 30-miles. I lived on the east side of L A and Hollywood, whereContinue reading “There I was. Me, on national TV.”

My Summer reading book report.

Book Report. This book can easily be described as a classic 1950s Noir. A private Investigator back in 1952 drives down from the Bay Area to Hollywood visiting a love interest. After PI Archer is introduced to his girlfriend’s woman friend Private Investigator Archer is hired by the girlfriend’s friend who believes someone is tryingContinue reading “My Summer reading book report.”

My star on the walk of fame?

My season in Hollywood. My cousin Don lived on Cherokee Avenue in an apartment just off Hollywood Boulevard. He was a postal worker at the Hollywood branch of the Post Office. At that time, I was in high school. Some weekends I would take the bus from my home in East L A to theContinue reading “My star on the walk of fame?”