Revisiting Seaward Road It is funny what you remember about growing up. For me, it was all about Seaward Road, which is in Corona Highlands in southern Corona del Mar. Specifically, it was the flat part about two-thirds of the way to the top. My family had a house there. The house was split-level, with […]
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Market Rallies Are Not Sell Signals Some investors remind me of animals that have been abused and now resist offers of kindness. A majority of investors surveyed in a recent CNBC poll reported that they mistrust stocks to some degree, as if they had been mistreated. This distrust continues despite stocks being up 65% in […]
The Reawakening Laguna Beach used to be a gay Mecca. We had our own goodly district of gay bars, restaurants and clubs. Then time and local demographics changed that and now the Mecca has moved. It went mostly to Palm Springs. Palm Spring’s reached its height of pre-gay notoriety between 1950-70, when actors […]
Tour of Duty: Personal and Political Last Sunday at Newport Harbor yacht club, about 25 of us gathered to board the Soluna, my brother’s 52” motorboat and spread ashes at sea. They were of my former wife’s father, Les. Like my own father, Les had suffered the torments of a long, lingering diabetes death. […]
Code Words I was at CdM High School during the 1960s race riots in America. There were almost nightly scenes of black people on TV being fire-hosed. Or attack dogs set on them. Or being beaten by police with batons, arrested, put on buses to jail. Or soldiers would guard them as they attempted […]
My father was one of seven kids from Kansas. During the Great Depression, he got married and the next day took the freights West. There he eventually joined the Coast Guard and at the end of WW II ended up in Newport Beach. He did well in real estate and luckier yet, did not lose it back during one of the many down cycles.
He and Mom lived full and good lives, and their kids, we four plus one foster brother, still are going strong. Our foster brother, Gary, came from a broken family and joined us at the age of 16.
At Christmas, I no longer am sure who my whole family is. Yes, I know it includes my brothers and sisters and their offspring and their offspring too. But it is more than that. My former wife lives near me in Laguna and our children navigate between us in a manner that works for all concerned. During holidays it can be tricky, but we all accommodate one another and go to the same music recitals together.
Beyond Posh First, the disclosure: I am a personal mess. My clothes are of no discernable style. My shoes are scruffy and sometimes do not match. My hair is uncombed. My home in Laguna is a mish-mash of styles, junk, discarded objects never thrown away, paintings that belong on some other wall, chairs with battered […]
Editor, A group of self-interested and self-serving people has now gathered enough of Laguna Beach’s registered voter’s signatures to force a vote to add another $20 million tax burden to our already heavily burdened real estate taxes. The stated need for this $20 million special tax obligation is to buy undeveloped property to add […]
Arts School Survives Early Setbacks A high school music teacher named Ralph Opacic founded the Orange County High School of the Arts (OCHSA) in 1987. By the late 1990s, it had some 400 students and was at an excess school site in Los Alamitos. When the local school district needed the site and kicked […]
The Homecoming My second daughter Garbrielle, 19, went off to her first year of college in August. She is at Lewis & Clark in Portland, not that far away, but it feels like forever. We knew we would miss her terribly and we did. But she called often and told us all about her […]