LA Trip #7: Another Grade, Another Proto-actor
I particularly liked third grade. We got to listen to Vin Scully call the Dodger victory in the World Series on a transistor radio in the class room instead of a lesson. And school was good too. Discovered the Egyptian civilization, which continues to fascinate me. Got to do science projects- made a slide projector and other stuff as the US trembled in fear of Sputnik and suddenly we could study Interesting things for a change. Also met Tom Carey. Like Billy Katt, the son of a prominant actor who became an actor himself. Unlike Billy, never mistaken for me. Had a great voice. I couldn't stand listening to his older brother's Dylan albums with Dylan's hideous voice, but when Tom sang the same song, it was enchanting.
posted by C Simril @ 8:08 PM
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the only time we went to LA--not the time I crashed at your parents for a night and while watching a Lakers game they had to get in a racist comment--we stayed downtown, within walking distance of Japantown, told later we shouldn't have walked, at a very plain hotel. Can't remember anything of it except the heat in the "lobby" as we walked through and a half dozen older men sitting in hard chairs along the walls as a ceiling fan moved to no effect. There was smoke in the air and everyone was listening to Scully's call.
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