Isn’t this a great drawing? I suppose in 1919 smokestacks meant progress and not pollution.
Enumerators prepare to take the 1920 census and have a few questions. Is a lone man or woman without any known relatives a family? Yes. When is a chicken ranch not a chicken ranch? When it earns more than $250 a year. Then it’s a chicken farm.
Dec. 30, 1919: George Steunenberg writes:
Larry Harnisch reflects on Los Angeles history
Fresh but Polluted
In the broad scheme of things, the Fern Dell water hole isn't very important. But people who knew about it and went there to fill their jugs with cool, fresh spring water are disquieted since the Health Department declared it unfit to drink because of pollution.
The spring represented to people a renewed contact with nature and, symbolically perhaps, purity in a poisoned and synthetic world. Also, as one man commented, "It was the last thing around here that was free."
The word from the Recreation and Parks Department is that the Health Department is working on the job but the contamination is difficult to trace. It's not a simple matter of replacing the old, possibly rusted outlet pipe. First, the source of the spring, somewhat high in the hills, must be traced. Then the possibility of seepage into it from a sewer must be checked.
So, all ya thirsty ones, patience.
EVERYONE KNOWS about the mental torment of writers. They brood, they get discouraged, they seize upon excuses to put off writing.
At a party a lady named Wynn Laws, who has been working on a novel for nearly a year, was pensively staring at nothing when a friend said, "Why, there's Wynn, sitting in a corner and contemplating her novel!"
The line has been used before but now every time she goes to her typewriter the remark haunts her and she has hardly been able to write a line.
UCLA'S UPSET 10-3 win over SC is still reverberating. Edd McGrail said, "I think I shall never see a Kilmer capable as B"- meaning the Bruins' Bill . . . When the announcer said, "Rosenkrans replaces Kilmer," a sepulchral voice, possible an Eng. Lit. major, in back of Arcadius Stewert inquired, "And where is Guildenstern?" . . . Guy Mullen's sentiments are titled "Smithered" as follows:
In spite of Marlin and
The Bruins were destined
Somehow I knew they
When they had Smith,
Smith, Smith and Smith.
THE PAYOLA disclosures don't surprise Mario Corona, who says, "Nobody in his right mind would play that junk because he wanted to!" . . . Al Diaz can't understand all the fuss either. It's common practice elsewhere. "Didn't they ever hear of mordida -- the bite?" he asks.
A LONG BEACH merchant named Spiros overestimated the public's appetite for pumpkin pie and the other day decided to return a load of large ones to the L.A. Produce Market. He was driving 55 and 60 on Long Beach Freeway when he became aware he was being tailed by a gendarme. He became so nervous he pulled his truck to the side and waited for the officer to catch up and begin the countdown.
"Say," the officer said, "I wonder if you can spare one of those pumpkins?" Spiros' sigh of relief was so immense it stirred the Algerian ivy in the parkway.
WORD PLAY -- A tired-looking old Mercury on Hill St. had this lilting, rear fender inscription: "Pal-a-tin" . . . And Jack Perkins reports a knitting bag displayed in a Santa Monica shop had the attached note, "Half done, will ravel" . . . Meanwhile, another paper didn't state exactly what it meant in reporting the Manhattan Beach City Council had honored comedian Hal Perry for contributing his talents to charitable and philanthropic enterprises. "He is giving up his residence in the city," the story continued, "and the council wanted to show its appreciation." Fortunately Hal laughs easily.
AROUND TOWN -- A woman got into one of the automatic, self-operated Courthouse elevators and asked, "Oh, is this hand operated?" "No ma'am," a bailiff said, "it runs on electricity" . . . Charles L.W.Vocke spotted this sign on the door of the walk-in ice-box in a Torrance market: "Special note to Kool Kats -- Drinking egg nog in dairy box. If you get caught like man you're fired like now" . . . A final word on the subject by Frank Barron: "Isn't it odd that a person will smoke two packs of cigarettes a day yet refuse to eat cranberries once a year?"
Vice President Richard Nixon interrupting early morning walk on Wilshire Boulevard to watch sidewalk repairs, lingers to talk sports with Vic Salazar, left and another worker.
It's easy to find weird stories about Richard Nixon, before and after his presidency. Even in a paper like The Times that for years boosted his political career, it doesn't take much investigating to locate something worth rereading.
Today's example is a story of Nixon walking along Wilshire Boulevard, having a hamburger for breakfast and...wait for it.... talking to real people. The headline even announces, "Nixon Takes Stroll and Talks With Strangers."
"Normally I have hot cereal for breakfast but this is the equivalent of 11 a.m. Washington time and I feel like having lunch," he said. At least he wasn't over-analyzing it. What else did he have for lunch? Would you believe buttermilk and coffee?
His waitress didn't recognize him. "He looks like a nice gentleman," she told The Times' reporter.
"I'm Bob Hope," Nixon said.
The sad story of Jean Baptiste Poulin, local musician, who almost lived to be 100.
The Board of Supervisors asks why the MTA is switching from streetcars to buses while Los Angeles is trying to reduce smog. It’s a good question. Let’s see if I can find the answer.
Dean Martin, Anthony Franciosa and Shirley MacLaine star in “Career.” And it’s not on Netflix!
Aug. 1, 1979: Gas rationing ... the energy crisis ... and SALT II. "I would rather burn a ton of Kentucky coal than see our nation become dependent by buying another barrel of OPEC oil," President Carter says.