Good Morning Gentle Readers,
TWC doesn't know if LA was a better place in 1953, but it was certainly classier and less crowded. Note the smogless, azure blue sky. It is said that the sweet fragrance of citrus blossoms perfumed the air for a hundred miles in every direction.
Believe it or don't, the traffic signal was likely built by Acme.
After the big war, people flocked to California, especially Southern California, which was America's incarnation of the Land Flowing with Milk and Honey. There was opportunity for all and, well, the weather is pretty great. After growing up in the brutal winters of St Paul, my folks loaded up a '49 Shivolay flat bed truck and headed for California's mild and sunny winters.
That's moi at about age twenty five. Please note the high dollar, avocado green carpet that graced half the apartments in the US during the 1970's. Also, take a look at the massive, double stacked speakers in the background. Technological advancements abound and my current speaker set-up would fit in a carry-on bag while producing a better sound and packing considerably more of a punch.
An all time favorite of mine, The House Blond and The Boy at Victoria Gardens, Christmas 2004.
My favorite uncle (L) and my dad, Christmas 1954.