Month: April 2018
So much of my six days in the Los Angeles area was about this personal pilgrimage. And much of it was filled with acts of human kindness. I selected the Antelope Valley Fairgrounds in Lancaster because it was an affordable place to park the trailer. I knew that I would make up the difference in driving the truck relatively long distances on the freeways. But that was okay. Lancaster turned out to be an interesting place to be anyway. $25 a night for full hookups is remarkable to begin with. This city has everything I needed, a Costco, Albertsons, and even though no Sprouts, a locally-owned natural food store. Saturday, March 17, Saint Patrick’s Day and there was a parade in Hermosa Beach. So I get to experience an event that I came to enjoy in Salt Lake City, and reconnect to the the Pacific Ocean. Hermosa Beach is right next to Manhattan Beach and that is significant in My Life’s Story. That was actually where The Trip 1968 began. It was a beautiful morning. All that I expected it be and more. From there I headed over to Baldwin Park to meet up with Adolfo and Eva of the Danza Azteca Xochipilli who were participating in the celebration of the Mexica New Year. I had met them in Pahrump last November in the Indian PowWow. This event was a gathering of many Azteca dance groups in the area. Very impressive. I had something to give to the Arteagas and they responded in a reciprocal act of kindness. Well worth the effort to be there. Sunday I made the journey over to Westfield-Topanga to meet up with Mimi Chen, my favorite radio disc jockey. I had first discovered her in San Francisco in about 1985 as she was doing the overnight program on KRQR. I was working as a letter carrier in the Civic Center starting my shift at 500am and would catch the last part of her show when I checked in. Other developments in my personal life had me commuting by public transit from East Oakland starting at 330am and walking up Market Street in SF plugged into my Walkman. She carried me through some difficult times. We had some personal communications through that time but I never met her face to face. I left the Bay Area in 1989. In 2010 I was then in Salt Lake City and a song that I was listening to made me think of her. I did a Google search and found she was working at a station in Los Angeles. You gotta love the developments in technology. I was able to stream her Sunday morning programs on the Internet and let her know I was out there on Facebook. I told myself whenever I get to LA I am finally going to try to meet up with her. It happened on March 18 2018 in the shopping mall where she does her show. She was very kind and considerate in giving me the opportunity to express my own gratitude for the contribution she has made to my life. Following our meeting I expressed my appreciation to Eduoard at the protein shop across the way and he responded with a hug and a bottle of pH water. It’s all about being human. Another day back in Lancaster doing laundry and shopping for groceries. There are some interesting demographics in Lancaster and I responded positively to what I saw around me. The natural foods store was just about what I needed and while I was waiting to check out, two women in back of me were expressing concern about getting back to work. I let the take my place in front of me, for which they were most appreciative. This wasn’t lost on the cashier, Bridget, to whom I expressed condolences on over celebrating St. Patrick’s Day the Saturday before. Tuesday I had scheduled an appointment with Dr. E.C. Krupp the director of the Griffith Observatory. I can rightly say that he is responsible for launching my own career in Cultural Astronomy. He gave me the validation that researching the various ways different social groups of the world have viewed the stars is a legitimate pursuit. It got me back into the college classroom and earned me degrees in Anthropology and Religious Studies from the University of Utah in 2015. He allowed me time in his busy schedule to express my gratitude for his good work and to provide me with good professional advice on the research that I am currently engaged in. He also handed me several articles that he had written, relevant to my personal interests. Wow. Such a considerate and generous man. And the Griffith is a remarkable experience. I was fortunate enough to attend a presentation on the Vernal Equinox, March 20. So I had to pack up and move out of Lancaster in the pouring rain, so wet I had to change my pants before I started driving out. It’s all good.