Wow… what a blast from the past… Platt’s records and taps on our shoes. The older I get, the more I realize how lucky we were to grow up in the 50’s and 60’s. I went to Mount Carmel for one year, and then moved to San Diego with my parents in 1965. I make it back to L.A. about once a year, and try to drive by the old house on 85th St. I just retired after 38 years from the Port of San Diego. I’ve bought a fixer-upper at the beach, just to keep my old ass busy. Between fishing, surfing, my Photography bussiness, and the house… I’ll have plenty of things to keep me occupied. And Bill, yes, Roberta DiMartini was quite pretty, if I do recall. My old cohort John Vignery told me she married Wayne Philips after high school. As I look back, it’s nice to see all the positive memories of childhood in L.A. shine through. Take care. E-mail me if you want. Steve
Jim Wurbel… I have no idea what happened to St. Michaels Girl’s High School. Mount Carmel is long gone… but still has all-years Reunions. I was in L.A. last year for a birthday for Uncle Joe… 98 years young. I drove by the church on Manchester… there was a wedding taking place… bride and groom on the front steps… pictures being taken, rice being thrown… St. Michaels looked like a cathedral. It’s good to know people are still participating in the parish. Maybe I’ll have to attend a Sunday Mass after I retire. I hope all is well with, and those you love in this New Year… Steve Cannon
Jim… yes I have a brother named Jerry, and I assume you were the older brother of Chris and Burt… if my memory serves me right. The Balboa was great… as were the Rio and Academy. We left L.A. in 1965 for San Diego. I’ve been here ever since… very few visits back to old neighborhood… take care, Steve
The Balboa was my childhood/early teen playground in the 50’s and early 60’s. I stole more than one kiss from girls from St Michael’s. I saw “West Side Story” there on a Saturday afternoon… against my parent’s advice. The balcony was open to those of us with a little cunning… as were the “bird cages” on the side… and the alley exit. The last movie I saw there was “Morgan the Pirate”, starring Steve Reeves… maybe ‘62 or '63 … a free movie on Washington’s Birthday. It turned into a riot… shades of a future L.A. … one heck of a place to grow up. Get back to me with your stuff about the neighborhood… Steve Cannon
Wow… what a blast from the past… Platt’s records and taps on our shoes. The older I get, the more I realize how lucky we were to grow up in the 50’s and 60’s. I went to Mount Carmel for one year, and then moved to San Diego with my parents in 1965. I make it back to L.A. about once a year, and try to drive by the old house on 85th St. I just retired after 38 years from the Port of San Diego. I’ve bought a fixer-upper at the beach, just to keep my old ass busy. Between fishing, surfing, my Photography bussiness, and the house… I’ll have plenty of things to keep me occupied. And Bill, yes, Roberta DiMartini was quite pretty, if I do recall. My old cohort John Vignery told me she married Wayne Philips after high school. As I look back, it’s nice to see all the positive memories of childhood in L.A. shine through. Take care. E-mail me if you want. Steve
Jim Wurbel… I have no idea what happened to St. Michaels Girl’s High School. Mount Carmel is long gone… but still has all-years Reunions. I was in L.A. last year for a birthday for Uncle Joe… 98 years young. I drove by the church on Manchester… there was a wedding taking place… bride and groom on the front steps… pictures being taken, rice being thrown… St. Michaels looked like a cathedral. It’s good to know people are still participating in the parish. Maybe I’ll have to attend a Sunday Mass after I retire. I hope all is well with, and those you love in this New Year… Steve Cannon
Jim… yes I have a brother named Jerry, and I assume you were the older brother of Chris and Burt… if my memory serves me right. The Balboa was great… as were the Rio and Academy. We left L.A. in 1965 for San Diego. I’ve been here ever since… very few visits back to old neighborhood… take care, Steve
Mary Louise Marquess???
Any of the neighborhood kids still around? From the 50’s or 60’s… The Balboa was the place to go… Steve
The Balboa was my childhood/early teen playground in the 50’s and early 60’s. I stole more than one kiss from girls from St Michael’s. I saw “West Side Story” there on a Saturday afternoon… against my parent’s advice. The balcony was open to those of us with a little cunning… as were the “bird cages” on the side… and the alley exit. The last movie I saw there was “Morgan the Pirate”, starring Steve Reeves… maybe ‘62 or '63 … a free movie on Washington’s Birthday. It turned into a riot… shades of a future L.A. … one heck of a place to grow up. Get back to me with your stuff about the neighborhood… Steve Cannon