Showing posts with label California Days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label California Days. Show all posts

Saturday, September 25, 2010

PACIFIC ELECTRIC


Okay, I'm on another nostalgia trip. 
The year - 1946 and/or 47. 

Pacific Electric - sounds like a utility company. Nope, I'm talking about Pacific Electric trains. So, I got to thinking, after posting about my Girl Scout days in Artesia, CA, about how I loved to ride the PE that came by very close to our house. So, I "googled" it to see if I could find a picture. There were tons of pictures of these trains. The one in the picture looks just like I remember them. This one was headed to Long Beach. I remember my mother saying "Some day we should ride the PE all the way to Long Beach." But we never did. We did ride it to Bellflower a few times, and that was a real fun trip for a 10 year old. We rode it many times from downtown Artesia out to our neighborhood. 

I mentioned in a previous post about riding the church bus on Sundays to church. Most of the time we didn't go home on the bus. Most of the time we walked down the street a ways (the church met in the Women's Club house right in town), and catch the PE and ride that home. Many times we would stop by the drug store before going home and I would get to buy a comic book or two. Boy, don't I wish I still had those comic books.

Besides the fun of riding on these PEs, there was something else that I and other children in the neighborhood enjoyed doing. Many times we would go over to the tracks and lay pennies on them. Then after one of them went by, we would go back and find the pennies smashed flat.

Thanks for joining me on this trip down memory lane.
P.S. My Spiritual Sundays post is on my other blog this week. Charlotte's Weblog.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

HOT TUB DAYS

Not long before we moved away from California, we had a new redwood deck built in our back yard and bought a hot tub. I was just looking through the photos on my computer and ran across these. I thought it might be fun to reminisce a little about those days. What fun it was to sit in the hot tub especially at night and listen to cassette tapes. I can still hear Barbra Streisand singing "Memory (from Cats)" in my mind. (And now I hear it on my computer.)






















Now we have a pool but no hot tub. The hot tub was great. The pool is better. We have been blessed in so many ways.