Wednesday was the final day of the cousins reunion. I woke up early, got ready, packed my stuff in the car, and headed out to visit sites from my youth. I stopped at St. Paul the Apostle church near the mission home, made a loop around the temple grounds, and tried to get into the Westwood Ward building. Unhappily, it was locked tight. I also dropped into the office of the Fairburn Avenue School I attended in the mid 50s to see if they had any archived photos of the original school building. No such luck.
Returning to the hotel, Kris was ready and we checked out. We went to Phyllis's for breakfast (with the few cousins who hadn't departed) before heading home across the LA northern corridor, avoiding downtown altogether. The trip went quite well with just a couple of hiccups. The Santa Ana winds were blowing like crazy in LA and when we reached Rancho Cucamonga at the far end of the San Gabriel mountains, a forest fire was threatening houses below and pouring smoke over the freeway. Just beyond there, as we headed up El Cajon Pass on I-15, traffic clogged and slowed to a crawl for several miles. As it does, it suddenly began to move and the jam cleared for no apparent reason. Those were the only exciting bits. Utah was beautiful. I always forget how lucky we are to live in such a spectacular place.
I watched this "new" church being added to the
St, Pauls complex in 1956.
This is the backside of the temple we could see from the mission home.
Almost every evening we were in town, my parents would make
a loop of the temple grounds before bed and I usually joined them.
The morning light was beautiful.
This gnarly old tree was planted over 60 years ago.
This fountain was where I learned what granite looks like and
where SKT and I lined our pockets with coins.
These olive trees were already old when they were planted
Mid-century modern
This Century-City skyline was built on the 20th-Century Fox
back lot where they shot movies, and was non-existent in the 1950s.
The Westwood Ward building is a far cry from
what the church builds now: pity
Breakfast in Bel Air
The diehards who remained for breakfast
Smoke billowing over the 210
The Santa Ana winds driving the fire down into Rancho Cucamonga
Some of my offspring have requested a guided tour of LA. I think that would be delightful. Sometime let's do a Disneyland plus LA trip. It is something everyone could afford (I think).
We had a wonderful time, but this will likely be all for a few days. The next posts will be from New York. That's all for now.
OXO
D.