Nostalgia

  A wise son makes a glad father, but a foolish son is the grief of his mother. - Proverbs 10:1 "August" means "respected" and "impressive." Around Malibu, August means surf and sun, beach parties and barbecues, no school and as August fades into September, late summer morphs into Indian…

The Nights in Carol’s Kitchen Working with Arlene the friend (AtF), CtM set up four French bistros in LA. The concept was ‘great food/decor in a sterile office building.’ Their replacement of the ‘sawdust sandwich’ cafeteria was a hit and CtM found a job for TtS doing kitchen prep – chopping…

Prelude to Amuse-meant CHARACTER GALLERY The Hero’s Journey, an archetypal human story, finds an ordinary person, gives (in this case him) a task he is not equal to and forces him to undertake it. In the course of his journey, the task becomes more difficult and the man loses every advantage and…

South Bay Saturday (for CtM) Bodies in Motion Bike path peddlers Power walkers Volleyball spikers Strollers in sandals Babies in strollers Skateboarding sidewalk surfers Motorized mini-scooters Leg-pumping swing-set riders Swarms of strand shufflers Leggy babes dancing with in-line skates Surf…

Lost Parents – Lawrence Ferlinghetti (excerpt) ...including his wife who also called twice wanting to know where he’s been and what he’s done with their throw-away children who left to their own devices in a beach house in Malibu grew up and dropped out into Nothing in a Jungian search for lost…

BOOM BOOM BOOM – In the recombinant Jewish subculture of Southern California, our families changed partners several times. I know; I have all the pictures. Dorothy, the stepmother (DtSM) first introduced CtM to BtF. She was a bridesmaid at their wedding where, it is said that actress Jeannette…

Invocation Beneath the snowy Spanish Peaks The Huajatolla (Wahatoya) in native speak, Our tale begins with Story Creek The steady flow of words we speak On 80 acres of grassy plains Bluffs and hills and scrub emerge We scratch the land, our lives converge Outside the hamlet … Walsenburg…

In the dog days of summer 1982, the distinguished American actor, Henry Fonda, died of heart failure at the Cedars of Lebanon Hospital in LA, CA. I know this hospital well: our family members were born, nursed and died at Cedars. Henry chose an OK place to leave the body behind. On my way to lunch…