Let There Be Lights

While wandering through my entirely unorganized image archives for no particular reason beyond nostalgia’s sake, I came across these snaps made during an Echo park stroll with Susan in June 2004 of the landmark Jensen’s Recreation Center sign illuminated, an occurrence that’s pretty rare these days. The pix themselves are nothing I’d brag about other …

Those Were The Daze

What a carefree world it once was, when you could lay the flailing baby in a basinet placed unsecured in the back of the family station wagon and ensure its complete and total highway turnpike safety simple by making the right tire choice (click it for the bigger picture): Saturday Review, July 29, 1961

August 21, 1944

So my cousin Margaret is coming out to visit my mom later this month and to prepare I helped my mom clear out some boxes of stuff she’s been storing in the unused spare bedroom of her apartment. One such box happened to contain, a veritable treasure trove… at least to me. Consisting of issues …

These Old Darts

A set of darts, given to me when I was 12 years old by the dart-loving father of childhood dart-loving friends Casey and Brady Riggs, has sat unthrown for almost 35 years, until today when I finally hung a dart board outside the backdoor that I bought a few months ago and decided to commemorate …

Pershing Square 1992

I continue to pull random negative strips out of the file cabinet and run them through the Imagebox negative scanner I got. Most of images aren’t worth sharing, but this one might induce nostalgia in anyone familiar with Pershing Square before it underwent its “It Came From The ’80s” transformation about a year or so …