yes, those are all great memories…. my favorites were the Loyola & Paradise Theatres…. Woolworth’s, Savon, Broadway, JCPenny, the list goes on…. don’t forget all the chasing of girls you did….
Ah yes… Thrill hill. The shack. The pond at the bean field. The nike missile drills. And later, party in the silos. The pump house across from the little league field. The neon signs at sav on. Smoking and making out behind the Y. Going to one of the original McDonalds. Underage drinking at Lums. The monster model contest at Karls toys. Marina Federal free shows. The cry room. Hamburger hand out. Folding newspapers early morning at the chevron. Knocking over those front yard xmas candles. Thumbing for a ride to the beach. Getting a hand made coke at Woolworths. Gillis beach. Toes. No 405. No marina. No large airport. La Tijera without curbs. That orange jet that always landed at Hughes. Walking to school. The Lariettes pancake breakfast. Up with people. Sheri Averonni in her pink Vet. The pool atop the gym at Orville Wright. The storm drains on barranca. Crazy Judy’s. The flying A gas station. The “Home of the X15″ neon sign. The oil tank farm fire. The pony ride. What about the guy who came to your door to take a picture of you on a pony. The tune from the ice cream truck. The voice of Vin Scully at a summer BBQ. And last but not least campers, HELMS TRUCKS.
I remember sooo much grew up on fordham rd,went to Loyola village,moved Orville wright and Westchester High,lots of memories that have come back after viewing this page keep looking for pics of my brother and his friends
I am also from the class of 1971 and will be attending the class reunion on Sept. 3rd, will you be there? Gosh, so many great memories of Westchester. Climbing down into the drains on Liberator and finding the tiny frogs we found there. Walking to Westchester Park to swim in the pool there in the summers and taking the long walk to Playa Del Rey beach in the summer, too. Loyola Theater used to have free summer matinee movies that my Mom got tickets for from the Marina Bank. We would fill up with penny candy and watch double features there and remember Loyola had a balcony, too and the Paradise had a glass enclosed cry room at the rear of the theater? I always remember seeing the movie ‘Robinson Crusoe on Mars’ every summer at the free movies.
Wow! This is bringing back some very fond memories for me as well. I didn’t live long out there but enough to really love it. Went to Airport Jr High in 1969 til they closed it, then over to Orville Wright Jr before we ultimately moved over to Long Beach for a year. My dad was military then and we moved around a lot because he didn’t want to be far from home I guess. Thank you for this posting sir.
Sorry to disappoint you, there is no pool atop the gym. I taught PE at Wright from 1995 to 2013. I find these memories fascinating and a pleasure to read. It may interest the readers that Trevor Ariza (one time Laker forward) and Desean Jackson (Philadelphia Eagles Wide Receiver) attended Orville Wright during my tenure there. x
No schools were torn down because of LAX “expansion”.
Homes were taken in response to the homeowner’s lawsuit, in which they asserted the airport was unsafe, and the commission agreed.
Airport Junior High and 98th Street Elementary were closed under these auspices. Emerson closed for lack of attendance and was converted to an Adult Education facility.
Even today, as homeowners anew sport “No LAX” signs, the controversy is mislabled – the airport isn’t expanding, it isn’t allowed to. It is merely updating its design and traffic circulation.
Westchester residents should be focusing their ire on their friends in Orange County, who successfully stalled the redeployment of El Toro as a complement to LAX. Given that Irvine doesn’t have the funds to develop the “Great Park” – or clean up the toxic soup, there is still plenty of time and opportunity to renew efforts and resurrect the airfield.
I was told back in the day the Westchester Witch name was Burt and lived near Liberator and 86 or 87 streets. Everyday in the mid to late 70′s she would walk her usual course which would go by our house on Truxton Ave. I just remember her walking down our street and mumbling things as she walked by us playing in the street. She was like clockwork and would go by our house at least 2 to 3 times a day.