HOME TOWN

I was born in Los Angeles county, I spent about eleven years in the area. I have lived in: Burbank, Glendale, North Hollywood, Sun Valley, and Tujunga, Just to name a few. I haven't spent much time there in the last thirty years. So I will be speaking from, quite clear childhood memories. Not of cities: over crowded, too expensive, and of rudeness and violence. Descriptions I hear so much of, these days, about my home town.
In the past, I have written about my love of old houses and such. Los Angeles is definitely not lacking older dwellings, buildings, parks, In and out door exhibits, just to name a few. Even the cemeteries were a great place too go and explore.(although maybe I get that from my mother) There was just so much character hidden all the nook and crannies.of L.A.. Of course It didn't hurt having a mother with a sense of adventure, or maybe I mean no sense at all.She found all kinds of cool hideaways, she would always point out all the intricate details, and the uniqueness of it all. We would sneak in old churches, at least she made me feel as though we were sneaking, of all denominations. Being in those old structures left me in awe. My mother had found ways into the fenced off areas of the L.A. river,or extensions there of. For all I know it could have been the L.A. sewer, I just know it was fun.There were many other people who snuck in too. There were fifty ft. slopes covered in moss, that you could slide down. We'd have to climb back up, holding the rope tied at the top, I'd pull myself up, all the while trying to keep my balance on the moss. So coming up the slope was almost scarier the going down. As a child it was a grand place to live, back in the day. Being such a large place with so much historic value and so much to do. Back then it was so nice that people looked out for each other. When I was about six or seven: I could walk to school and back,go tho the park unattended, or to the store. I'd visit the local bowling alley, where my grandmother used to bowl every week, slipping into the bar where the bartender would always hand me a Shirley Temple.
Los Angeles was good to me, in my youth. If I could I would probably want to change it back to the way it was. we'd like to do that with many things. But life goes on, things shift and change for reasons unknown to us. I'll just keep my memories intact,and smile.