News for the City of Good Neighbors from Norb Huber
Holly Park Homeowner’s Association Pancake Breakfast
The Holly Park Homeowners will once again be hosting a pancake breakfast fundraiser on Saturday, June 16th at Olivet Lutheran Church. Mark your calendars for this fun event. It’s the day before Fathers Day so take your dad out for breakfast a day early.
May Gray – June Gloom
Whatever you call it, my ol’ lady don’t like it. I work in Long Beach and it was sunny in the LB the other day, but not here in Hawthorne. Linda informed me that it was just a miserable, gray, overcast, depressing day. One of the worse days in her memory. She is a SoCal native. She loves her sunshine. She doesn’t drink beer so I really didn’t know what to tell her. She had a cold one (day) and she didn’t like it.
I thought that I had 19 loyal readers out there reading this stuff each week. However, I only had 15 RSVP for my thank you party that will be held on Saturday, June 9th beginning at 5 p.m. at the Pizza Show on Hawthorne Blvd. The deadline to RSVP is Thursday June 7th. There is a $10 charge for your food and drink which you can pay that evening. (Okay, I’m cheap. If my eight years of columns are not worth $10 bucks, then come anyway and be a freeloader, just make sure you RSVP.) Please use the special code when reserving your spot to prove that you are one of my readers. The code words are: “Have A Cold One!” Email me at email@example.com.
No Replacement Necessary
In an effort to save city funds and to avoid a messy appointment process, the city council pretty much decided not to appoint a replacement for me during the interim period between my departure on June 12th and the seating of a new clerk at the first meeting in December. They essentially left my responsibilities on my City Clerk staff. Monica Dicrisci, Deputy City Clerk, and Diane Cucalon, “my favorite” city clerk assistant, will fill my shoes very nicely. They are the reason that I have looked good doing whatever I do at the council meetings. They are the ones who do ALL of the work. I have been the face and figurehead of our office, but the real work is theirs. We’ve always said that we are a team, “when I look good we all look good”. Well, both of them are better looking than yours truly, so the council meetings will roll along just fine.
My Life in the City of Good Neighbors
My days are numbered here in Hawthorne, so in the last few columns before my departure, I would like to reflect on my Hawthorne life with this rambling installment:
As I exited the 405 at El Segundo Blvd on August 15, 1977, I really did not know what I was getting myself into. I was moving to my first job out of college, an eighth grade teaching position at Trinity Lutheran School on Inglewood Avenue in Hawthorne, CA. All of my earthly possessions were packed into the back of my brand new, dark gold, Toyota Corolla. I had never been to SoCal in my life, never south of San Francisco. For six summers during my college years, I had worked on the Olympic Peninsula of Washington State as a “logger” for Simpson Timber Company. Hawthorne seemed like worlds away from the soggy, rainy back woods of the tall timber country. My new boss, principal/Reverend Sherman Korshavn handed me a copy of the Daily Breeze and told me to look at the classified listings for an apartment. Back then my pay was $800 per month but the studio pad that I found over on Cerise Avenue was only $140 per month. It took a while to get acclimatized to this new exciting, sunny environ. Body surfing in the warm water and waves of the Pacific Ocean at the end of Rosecrans was great. The salt in my mouth didn’t bother me. The scantily clad California girls was an eye opener to this young hick that really never had a need to use sun screen since we rarely saw the sun in the NorthWest. It was hard to believe that a 22 year old young man from small town America would be so lucky as to come to really live where the Beach Boys songs came to life. God only Knows, Surfin USA, Wouldn’t it be Nice, and Wish They All Could be California Girls all made me feel proud to live in Hawthorne. (To be continued.)
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