Who was that masked man? I believe it was a Sunday night. Yes a Sunday night when we use to attend church on Sunday morning and Sunday night back in the 1960s. And by the way we also attended church on Wednesday nights as well just to clarify things. But anyway, it seemed the pewsContinue reading “He came, he saw, and he leftt.”
Tag Archives: Inglewood
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.”
Miss Daisey couldn’t do it any better.
Witnessing the unordinary. Wife and I attended a nearby church in Inglewood California where we were living at that time. This was the mid-1960s and saw interesting things happen there. Some of which were meeting and greeting media celebrities. Pop singers and movie actors. But the most amazing event that happened most Sunday mornings wasContinue reading “Miss Daisey couldn’t do it any better.”
On my resume
Many years ago in a faraway place called Inglewood, California I worked for Sears. I performed customer service work. Solving problems with products and services that had not lived up to its guarantee. The stores mantra was “Satisfaction Guarantee or your money back.” So day after day I came to work and listened to theContinue reading “On my resume”
Chuck the Blogger Guy 