Opening the curtains of theater of the mind.

Radio comes full circle. I must had been about four-years-old when I became aware of radio. Radio mostly broadcast live from New York, Chicago, and from my hometown of Los Angeles or Hollywood. And back then it was not referred to as “Old-time radio.” Or as some call it today, ‘OTR.’ Some programs were broadcastContinue reading “Opening the curtains of theater of the mind.”

Just another drunk in the sky.

Continuing the series on drunk people I run into from time to time. Remember the drunk guy I told you about at Dodger stadium tossing willy-nilly many bags of roasted peanuts while the police drug him out of the stadium? Then there was a drunk man on a flight from Chicago who finger played theContinue reading “Just another drunk in the sky.”

It was like having cows in our front yard.

The dairy came to us. The chilled paper carton I picked up from the dairy case read 2% MILK. Homogenized Fortified with vitamin-D. All printed on a half-gallon paper carton with a plastic screw off pouring spout. As I held it in my left hand, I couldn’t help but remember Johnny the milkman. A neatlyContinue reading “It was like having cows in our front yard.”

They left Oklahoma this time of the year 1941.

They were third-world immigrants. Immigrants now leaving a life of hardship and primitive living behind. But not knowing what lies ahead. But anyway they are leaving a life with No running water, cooking on a wood burning stove, and a crudely built outhouse. Farming in rural southern Oklahoma was almost impossible. Farming was with anContinue reading “They left Oklahoma this time of the year 1941.”

From the Okie hall of fame.

One of the greatest Oklahomans. He was a showman and a clever salesman. Had you grown up in Los Angeles in the 1950s and during early television years back in the early 1950s you first would have seen this country gentleman on Sunday morning Los Angeles TV. What did exist prominently on the seven LContinue reading “From the Okie hall of fame.”

Oh my! I could have driven that thing.

Dateline Los Angeles. My dad had assumed ownership from his oldest daughter a dull blue 1937 Ford sedan back when I was in high school. This was in the late 1950s up until the early 1960s. The twenty year old vehicle was my older sisters but gave up when she moved away. The old blueContinue reading “Oh my! I could have driven that thing.”