Corinne, you are right about Paula's parties. She had a nice pool in the backyard so we had a lot of fun there. I wasn't a good swimmer but I floated well. As for my piece on Fossil Canyon, I could't find a publication outlet so I used it in the early pages of my new book Professor in the Zoo. The story starts on page four of the first chapter. Professor in the Zoo can be purchased at Amazon.com. If you enter my name, all of my books are listed. I hope others will enjoy the story as much as you did.
Good to see folks chiming in. It helps clear out some of the inevitable cobwebs we're all acquiring, but take your turmeric too (don't forget the olive oil and piperine for huge improvements in absorbtion).
Corinne: I didn't get heavily into the music business till about 10 years ago, but when I did it was a major undertaking. Never wanted to be a DJ, just to be able to howl like Wolfman Jack. I have massive terabytes of music and music related video on disc. Hope I don't die before I get old. Speaking of Harry B., I wonder if I have a photo of one of those "calypso" shirts we wore.
Shayne: Pete Rombold did indeed become a bullfighter. He retired in 2009. He's pictured below (#3024) and here's a link to is his retirement annoucement more or less. Unfortunately, Tim Heck has replaced him within the I-J-First-Second quadrangle segment to be featured in an upcoming ditty. Similarly, you are outside it, being too far north. So it was Ochi, Ochs and Olmstead. I know who the other folks with Kay in Social Studies are too.
Terry: I recall those Schrock parties too. "Silhouettes" is the song I most strongly assocaite with them, Paula ended up for a time with Robbie Bartlett and she and I shared another experience around that time that is not talked about much.
Well why not. If you guessed The Rays, you are right.
Close, but this is not approrpriate for a Sir Guy type of guy. As I remember them, there were no buttons.
Not it either, but a nice shot of Harry.
Getting warmer, but they tied at the bottom. Parenthetically, I do not recall Harry being in The Contemps, but I would swear (there I go again) that that pipe is the one the two Daves (Chalmers and Schuller) smoked. DC is in the Quadrangle, DS is too far removed, though he did hang out at the Chalmers house.
I don't remember a Sir Guy w/o buttons. Plenty of vintage ones on the inter-web AND there is a Sir Guy manufacturer making 50's SG replicas. (sold by Greenspan in LA).
Oh, I guess you meant Button-Down collars! (Ivy League?). You're right, I don't think they had button-downs. On a different subject what is the cost to keep this site up for another year? I'll donate to the cause. Cheaper than any memory vitamins and fun to spend a few momments in the past!
Somehow, I do not think that a professional appearance is what DC was aspiring to. I'll leave it to Karen or you to speak for your bro.
Strange that Dave seems to be pointing right where that cherry bomb exploded down at K38.5. I can still see it to this day.
In the last 50 years or so I attended a couple Dodger games in L.A (also ran a charity 10K with Steve Garvey & Rod Dixon, have a photo somewhere) and one All-Star game at Anaheim Stadium and now watched on TV 2 complete World Series.
I'm about baseballed out. If you watched, did you get tired of the focus on all the faces and so little on the game?
Apologies to A League of Their Own.
There's no propeller hats in rescue work (is there?).
A little teaser. Is that an actual Calypso shirt he's got on?
Don't miss cameo by Ed Sullivan at the end.
You be the judge.
Calypso wannabe, cousin Linda, Uncle Bill, & little bro Keith "The Taxman" Wilson (he was an expert, ask Baba Wawa and Peter Benchley) - Cuyamaca 1957.
I remember seeing a news story sbout DC on a local LA TV station with him and his surfing dog. He was running for mayor of I.B..
Bro, Rusty Alsobrook, Billy Oberschulte and others were going for a professorial (get out your glasses), not professional air. We were all deeply earnest about our philosophical and political dialogue.
A note about Professor in the Zoo. The book is published on demand by CreateSpace, an Amazon company. Because I added an index recently, the book was taken off the list until I approved the copy. I did that today, so it should be available in a few days. I noticed that the Kindle edition was available, but if you want a copy at the published price of $35, be patient. Otherwise, when scarce the price is outrageous.
I had those sartorial aspirations at one time too.
Rusty became a film maker/editor, Billy an architect, Brucie, a Hi-Tech computer guru (and wannabe sorcerer). It seems that only Terry (and the one of whom we never speak, CB) made it into the professorial ranks, though I was a T.A. at one time.
DC (I have the surfing film somewhere) was stationed in Coronado at the time of the election. He did win a court decsion allowing Max to traverse the Coronado Beach (dogs were, and still are banned) to get to the surf. You could righteously say that Dave became a professional surfer (he did get paid) though he didn't actually aspire to it.
I did not witness this, but my brother Woodie, who practiced law in CV told me it actually happened.
Parker McQuire, a bit younger and out of the quadrangle up on J St. across from the firestation, appeared in court in Coronado wearing only trunks, no shirt, quite possibly barefoot, with a necktie and briefcase. His case was not dismissed and he (in propria persona) was sent packing in search of proper attire.
If we can get serious for a moment (regular programming will return). My neighbor in La Crescenta, about 4-5 years older than us, died from pancreatic cancer a few months back.
This caused me to take a look into updating the spreadsheet I created of our "In Memory" classmates.
When I finish, I can make it available to anyone who is inclined to see it.
However, the conclusion statistically is clear. It is not "fear itself", but cancer that should concern us all.
Let me know if you find some old 8MM of the Maple/Schuller "Hot Rod Lincoln" episode.
I can maybe help with the restoration and soundtrack, if you'd like, though the last time I was in Aspen I tore up my knee so badly I had to be unceremoniously carted off the mountain by a very helpful Ski PatrolWoman.
This may help anyone who has been wondering just what those old buses looked like inside or how many passengers you got to share your ride with. That would be 39 for singles or 38 for Bill Burger and I.
Eventually the knee healed up enough that I was back on the slopes. No surgery. Waiting for stem cell treatements to become covred by insurance.
Loveland CO, circa 1979 with my friend Tom. Though I know Lyle ended up in Aspen for a time, I don't think DC ever took up skiing.
I do not recall the Star-Light Bus, which I assume went to Balboa Park. I saw Peter, Paul & Mary at the Star-Light and Becky Rule in a play. Can't recall what it was right now. I',m pretty sure that the name was actually Starlight Bowl.
Horton Plaza. This place did not appear so sanitary at night.
As we enter the holiday season, it might be a good time to reflect on President Roosevelt's four freedoms that he described in the State of the Union address in January, 1941. These were:
Freedom of Speech
Freedom of Worship
Freedom from Want
Freedom from Fear
Here a YouTube video of a portion of the speech:
Normal Rockwell's Four Freedoms paintings were published in the Saturday Evening Post in 1943:
Normal Rockwell painted "A Problem We All Live With" in 1964. I think, today, it would be appropriate to name it the fifth freedom: Freedom from Hate.
Funny, I never ran into Dwight in Hollywood, but then I never chanced upon Ozzie or Harriet whose house was 1/2 block away either. Some of those other folks, yeah I saw 'em.
Worked in the South tower (right). 39th floor. The buildings are built on rolllers so that an earthquake is a very interesting experience, when the tower begins to sway as the ground moves..
I did have a good view.
1967 photo - Towers are #7. I hadn't arrived on the scene yet.
