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Submitted by Barbara Pixley '52
Article From the Huntington Park Signal
Anyone truly from Huntington Park is familiar with the Daily Signal. This
Sharing Memories of the Fabulous 50's
Once viewed as a decade that was placid and "silent", the 1950'a are now seen more as an era bursting with creativity in art, music and science. In fact, sociologist. have called the 1950's a unique time in American history and those of us born in the 1930's have been called "The Good Times Cohort". A cohort is a generational group and "Good Times" has been used to describe us because our numbers were small and opportunities great.
The older I get tile more I appreciate those families, teachers and others who made our world back then possible. If the generation before us has been deemed "the greatest generation", then perhaps ours could be called "the luckiest generation".
Parents who had survived The Great Depression, worked hard, raised their families and made their American dream come true.
Of course, the world was not a perfect place then-but looking back we back did enjoy a time of comparative innocence that today's young people can only imagine.
A friend recently read an article
about a high school teacher who showed her class several Ozzie and
Harriet TV videos. They were assigned to write an essay about what they
had seen. To her surprise the overwhelming responses read-in effect:
"What a different time it was then" and "I wish
While Ozzie and Harriet did not perfectly personify the fifties, one must admit the distance between the world of Ozzie Nelson and Ozzie Osbourne is quite a gap!
When surveyed, many Americans have called the 1950 's the best of times. Quite possible the best of places to have been in "those best of times" was a middle class American suburb. It would have been a place very much like the town where I grew up: Huntington Park, California.
Author John Updike describing his hometown wrote: "We leave that home but the having and the leaving we remember forever."
So here we are at the 50th reunion of the class of 1952--and the room is truly filled with remembering. 50 years of golden friendships and memories. And a good looking group too-might I add! We did live in the "best of places in the best of times".. When I returned in 1961 to HP as a teacher: I discovered that it was called by some as the "country club school"--and teachers asked to come to HP--not because it was the wealthiest area in the district-but because the students tended to come from supported and caring families. It truly was a community.
Tonight lets' jog a few of those memories:
Do you remember?:
Movies at the Warners, California and Lyric Double features, Saturday matinees with a lot of serials Cheering as our teams beat South Gate and Bell "Sweep South Gate off the field with Spartan skill and Spartan might!''
When the Amboy Dukes was the raciest book around-but by the time it got around to you-all the "good sections" had been torn out!
The Mock Convention--We "nominated" Ike When telephone numbers had prefixes: Kimball, LaFayette, Jefferson, Ludlow... Howdy Day, Cotton Day, Sadie Hawkins... Riding the Red Cars to the Pike and the 'J' car to L.A.
Cheer for the "Orange and Grey"!
The Freshman girl's "glamorous" bathing suits
The latest pop tunes played on the quad at lunchtime (When lyrics were worth repeating)
Girls wearing their boyfriends letterman sweaters
Hi-y, Y-Teens, Job's Daughters and DeMolay
KnitTogs, Winemans, Treasure Isle, Heafield's Florist and Raff's jewelry store
The day you got your Senior sweater
When coffee shops had small juke boxes at the table
The Christmas parade on Pacific Blvd.
When male teachers wore jackets and women teachers wore dresses.
The Senior Tea-girls in hats and gloves.
And so much more...............
If any of this has brought a smile to your face then you too remember:
What is was like to be a teen Perhaps the best that's ever been.
Memories of those days gone by of our teenage years at HP High.
Of poodle skirts and petticoats Mile high cones and cherry cokes.
The E1 Recuerdo and Spartan Shield Senior Field Day on Reeder Field.
Our Senior sweaters: bright jade green The niftiest ones we'd ever seen.
A Chubby with french fries at the Clock and how about-meet me at Stockton Rock?
Where did they go? Those days were swell. The Shadow knows ...but he won't tell.
We've traveled long roads both near and far and 50 years later, Here We Are!
(And if you can remember back that far maybe you're older than you say you are!)
May I propose a toast:
HERE'S TO US!
Here's to the Class of '52
And the golden memories we've shared with you...
50 years of friendships and memories..
When the Scriptures say
to love our neighbor
Our neighbor may be an
My first Oldsmobile
The earthquake of
Depression times at HP
Story submitted 7/6/2002
Story submitted 7/6/2002
I remember when the old High School burned down. It was during (And a few minutes after) the Long Beach earthquake.
I was attending grade school in Maywood,
and we had just sat down to dinner. My father, who
had been in the 1906 San Francisco quake, ushered the
family out the back door. I, being the last one out of the
breakfast nook, and impatient, did a to-the-rear-march and sprinted
out the front door. Presently, I heard my Dad's melodious voice
shouting, "Ted, where the heck ARE you?" I
shouted back, and his next shout was just two words, "LOOK
UP!" I did, and raced around to join the rest of them
. . .I'll never forget those wildly swaying power lines that I saw
over my head.
Now, it doesn't take much H2O to cause a
chemical reaction, especially with sodium. H2O + Na reacts to form
sodium hydroxide plus free hydrogen. The experiment, if conducted in an
oxygen free environment, is reasonably safe, but the heat of reaction is
higher than the kindling point of Hydrogen.
Name withheld by request
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