Any call made in the High desert in the 50s was a tough call. Phone service in the High Desert was virtually non existent! There was no area code. The few phones that existed had either 3 digit or 4...
Any call made in the High desert in the 50s was a tough call. Phone service in the High Desert was virtually non existent! There was no area code. The few phones that existed had either 3 digit or 4...
In early summer 1935, a mere 75 years ago when I was 16 years old, I spent a week working as a helper to my 21 year old brother Joe in the Azucar Mine, which was located at the end of a dirt road 9...
In 1979, when our motorhome was brand new, Glen and Katy and Phyllis and I took a trip to Mexico. Phyllis and I traveled in our new motorhome and Glen and Katy traveled in their self contained camper...
In the spring of 1937 I was working as a welder at the General Motors assembly plant in Torrance, CA. In early summer the plant closed for a week in preparation for the 1938 models. This meant a week...
In 1953 Phyllis and I bought our first boat. It was a 14 foot ski boat with a 45 horse power Mercury outboard motor. We bought the boat and the motor and the trailer, but not in the conventional...
All my life I’ve been good at chin ups. For the uninitiated, a chin up is the act of raising one’s body weight, with the arms, from a hanging position on a horizontal bar to a position where the chin...
Lassie was a dog. A very wonderful Dog. A loving dog with the sweetest disposition that a dog could have. She was our dog in our earliest days in Apple Valley, having moved here with us from Altadena. ...
In early summer 1936, just after graduating from high school at age 17, I took my first foray into the big world to make my fortune. I did this under the wing of my Uncle Tom and Aunt Iva along with...
When our son Jim was 16 years old, he worked at the Texaco station on Highway 18 in Apple Valley. This gas station was unique in that it serviced automobiles in front and airplanes in back. Jim had...
Phyllis and I first met Pete and Peggy Sartor in the late 50s or early 60s. We built a home for them on Rodeo Drive in Victorville. Peggy still lives in this home. Pete passed away a number of years...
About twenty years ago, in the late 80s or early 90s Phyllis and I took a motorhome trip. It turned out to be a special motorhome trip. We had been on many motorhome trips and all of them had been...
1985 Day 1, Sunday Sept. 15 Left home about 12:30. Went to H & E to return fly-killer and had lunch at Sizzler. Spent first night in Bishop camp ground south of town. Saw an elk in elk reserve...
In early summer 1935, when I was 16, my mother and my 21 year old brother, Joe and I took a trip from Alhambra to Louisiana to visit family members there. We traveled in my 1924 Dodge touring car. A...
Phyllis and I built a medical center for a group of doctors in Victorville. The medical center was named, “Viewpoint” because of its hilltop location. We built the first increment in 1966 and the...
Thirty or thirty-five-years ago Phyllis and I built a house for a couple named Culp. The house had an unglazed terra cotta tile floor in the living room, dinning room and entry. Unglazed tile is tile...
During my lifetime and particularly during a period that extended from my early adolescence to mid-adulthood and tapered off during my middle age, I did a lot of towing in and of being towed in...
About 10:30 one morning in the early ‘80s our next door neighbor, John Kierstead, walked into our living room and said, “Good morning, Brian whatcha been up to?” I said, “Good morning, John. I’ve...