The 2012 edition of my Watts Happening Ride took place this past picture-perfect Saturday, and it was my complete pleasure to share the following landmark people, places and events I’ve discovered there with the 28 cyclists who joined me: The last residence of jazz great Jelly Roll Morton The childhood home of Nobel Prize Winner …
After my trip Thursday to the Metro Courthouse to see about the status of the ticket I got on my bike in December turned out to be a wasted one, I pedaled up to the Central Library to redeem the day by checking out an exhibit of historical Los Angeles maps that are being displayed …
I haven’t done much here in way of tooting/touting my upcoming bigger-and-better-than-last-time’s Watts Happening Ride next month, but I figured since I slapped together the spokecard art yesterday, why not start the tooting/touting now: Basic details — When: February 18 at 9 a.m. Start/Finish: Happy Foot/Sad Foot sign at the northwest corner of Sunset Boulevard …
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I take occasionally dips into the USC Digital Library because I can’t help but come up with images like this (click it for the bigger picture): From the image’s webpage comes the following description: Photograph of seven riders of the Los Angeles Bicycle Club on one of their club outings, ca.1887. The men are standing …
While wandering through my entirely unorganized image archives for no particular reason beyond nostalgia’s sake, I came across these snaps made during an Echo park stroll with Susan in June 2004 of the landmark Jensen’s Recreation Center sign illuminated, an occurrence that’s pretty rare these days. The pix themselves are nothing I’d brag about other …
Northbound cyclists on Spring Street near 8th Street, circa 1899: Source: USC Digital Archives Southbound cyclists on Spring Street near 8th Street, circa yesterday: Bonus shot: Me Eastbound to Montebello, taking a break up on my beloved 6th Street Bridge to appreciate her and apologize for the City Council.
I was about six months from being born on his birthday when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated 48 years ago today. In my possession is this, the Herald Examiner that hit the streets of Los Angeles that day with that horrible news: