Just Simple Americans Who Worked Hard And Are Now Enjoying
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We loved our community but had no idea we were in the top ten
At the Avalon Ball May 2010
Robin snapped this picture at the local California Pizza Kitchen
1988 on a cruise somewhere in the South China Sea on The Queen Elizabeth
We Were The Last
Paul was born 1944 - Sue was born 1951
Children of the 1930's & 1940's "
The Last Ones"
* Our beloved parents instilled in each of us their values and experiences living through the 1930's and 1940's so we understand the meaning of "the last one's"
Born in the 1930's and early 1940's, we exist as a very special age cohort. We are the "last ones." We are the last, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the war itself with fathers and uncles going off. We are the last to remember ration books for everything from sugar to shoes to stoves. We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans. We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren't available. My mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.
We are the last to hear Roosevelt's radio assurances and to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors. We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day.
Things We Remember:
We saw the 'boys' home from the war build their Cape Cod style houses, pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there until they could afford the time and money to build it out.
We are the last who spent childhood without television; instead imagining what we heard on the radio. As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood "playing outside until the street lights came on." We did play outside and we did play on our own. There was no little league.
The lack of television in our early years meant, for most of us, that we had little real understanding of what the world was like. Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of the war and the holocaust sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons. Newspapers and magazines were written for adults. We are the last who had to find out for ourselves.
As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth. The G.I. Bill gave returning veterans the means to get an education and spurred colleges to grow. VA loans fanned a housing boom. Pent up demand coupled with new installment payment plans put factories to work. New highways would bring jobs and mobility. The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics. In the late 40's and early 50's the country seemed to lie in the embrace of brisk but quiet order as it gave birth to its new middle class. Our parents understandably became absorbed with their own new lives. They were free from the confines of the depression and the war. They threw themselves into exploring opportunities they had never imagined.
We weren't neglected but we weren't today's all-consuming family focus. They were glad we played by ourselves 'until the street lights came on.' They were busy discovering the post war world.
Most of us had no life plan, but with the unexpected virtue of ignorance and an economic rising tide we simply stepped into the world and went to find out. We entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where we were welcomed. Based on our naïve belief that there was more where this came from, we shaped life as we went.
We enjoyed a luxury; we felt secure in our future. Of course, just as today, not all Americans shared in this experience. Depression poverty was deep rooted. Polio was still a crippler. The Korean War was a dark presage in the early 1950's and by mid-decade school children were ducking under desks. China became Red China. Eisenhower sent the first "advisors" to Vietnam. Castro set up camp in Cuba and Khrushchev came to power.
We are the last to experience an interlude when there were no existential threats to our homeland. We came of age in the late 1940s and early 1950s. The war was over and the cold war, terrorism, climate change, technological upheaval and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with insistent unease.
Only we can remember both a time of apocalyptic war and a time when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty. We experienced both.
We grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was getting better not worse.
We did not have it easy. Our wages were low, we did without, we lived within our means, we worked hard to get a job, and harder still to keep it. Things that today are considered necessities, we considered unreachable luxuries. We made things last. We fixed, rather than replaced. We had values and did not take for granted that "Somebody will take care of us". We cared for ourselves and we also cared for others.
We are the 'last ones.'
Our Beliefs Are Simple
We came from pretty diverse backgrounds! We won't tell you our age but together we are over 125 years old (2016)... mostly because of Paul!!! We have kids and grandkids and two great grand babies!
Our parents are all gone so it is just us and we miss them so much especially during the holidays and in times of crisis. But that is the way of the world. Thank goodness we have our faith and each other!
Sue is from New York and Paul is a California native! . Paul was born on December 16th and Sue was born on July 10th . You have to guess the year! Sue is in her mid-fifties and Paul in his early sixties so you understand where we are coming from.
We are now retired and enjoying life as never before. We traveled a lotbefore we retired and frankly we havezero desire to travel now! There are too may wonderful sights and amazing people to see right here in the USA! Share some of the fun things we do and places we go including golf and dancing .
A Small Movie
We put together a small movie of things we do and places we have been . We do this by using ProShow Gold and extracting certain jpg's and mp3's into a time sequenced slide show with some interesting transitions and zooms/fades.
This is only of interest to friends and family but it is fun to watch every once in a while!
Sue & Paul at the 2007 Tomatofest in northern California.
This evening we are at the Hot Tomato Ball having
cocktails before an evening of dancing!
Our website is rather large and we have fun sharing with the family and friends. It is well over 6,000 pages and about 7GB to date!
Good place to start is the
mini-websites (sub-webs). It is a work of love (and it keeps Paul out of the
bars at night!).
Our ISP is located in New Jersey and we have had them for many years... great outfit called Host Rocket.
We are currently redesigning the site to be CSS compatible so you may see a few "brokes" as all 9000 pages that must be touched!
We take a load of digital pictures and place selected ones on the site to share with family and friends. Please enjoy all the nonsense.
Searching The Site
The site is fairly large with nearly 2,800 pages so we established our own search engine written in Perl and it runs every night at 2:00 am finding the latest changes, additions, and doing the deletions. Please use it.
We went to school in the Los Angeles area
during a period of time where school was important,
our moms and dads were all over us to perform and the teacher was an important person in our lives. Bad grades were not
acceptable and there were consequences for our actions. You can read about Paul's
High School memories.
We left college and headed for our careers. Sue taught for a year and moved to Rockwell. Paul started with North American Aviation in his junior year at USC in order to pay for the tuition! We never changed jobs and in fact we had almost 75 years with Boeing (Rockwell/North American Aviation) when we pulled the plug and retired! We did it our way!
Home ... Is Where The heart Is
Los Alamitos area is our home and in fact Sue has lived in the area for most of her life! We live in a little un-incorporated city in Orange Country called Rossmoor . It's a small house but plenty big enough for us and the baby dogs. We even have a vegetable garden which operates all year long. The real beauty was the fact it was three miles from our work! Super in Los Angeles, huh?
We have two babies now. Mickey just left us in 2008 after
a two year bout with cancer. He was a brave little daddy dog!
Pinky also left us in 2008 after years of fighting sicknesses
for years and miss them ever so much!
At one time we had six babies but they, like us, grow older every day.
We recently lost three of the babies to old age. These little guys were senior citizens just like us! Our last baby, Little Flower, was nineteen when she passed in our arms! It was heartbreaking.
The babies were our family.
They have provided us so much joy and laughter over these years that it is our turn to make them as comfortable as can be as they reach their senior-citizenship!
Valentine The Mommy Dog
Valentine was our "mommy dog" and she was just the light of our life. She had a personality that one cannot easily describe. She never wanted her feet wet... She would walk around or jump across puddles and on rainy days, no outside for her!
She was capable of making the most god-awful noises. When we went to the vet, she sounded like a chicken and we were often asked, "What kind of a pet do you have in the bag?"
Her husband was Mickey who just passed away in 2008 and that relationship was just like people. When Valentine got mad at Mickey, she would yell at him and he world sulk around for days!
When we travel, they even have their own nanny, Auntie Laurie, who came and stayed with them.
We Walk Every Morning Unless We Play Golf
We are off for our morning walk
Sue was diagnosed with cancer so we have been busy fighting it and, thanks to the grace of God, winning the battle! It's been almost twelve years since the diagnosis and we continue to pray for total remission. Cancer Update! Sue's doctor, Dr. Mark Janis, refers to her as the Small Cell Cancer Poster Girl for her amazing recovery!
To celebrate, we go to Disneyland every year on the date we found out about the cancer...
We call it "Life Day".
More recently, we have been recovering from a spinal correction operation so we can get back to dancing and out of the wheelchair. Spinal Operation Update!
But as expected, the "energizer bunny" came roaring back and now we dance three or four nights a week and play golf four days a week.
As pf 2016 we have both had triple heart bypass surgery. It is nice to get an overhaul so we can finish out life chugging right on down the avenue!
Romance Makes The World Go Around
We thoroughly enjoy life and ourselves! It is a wonderful thing when one falls in love with their best friend and get the opportunity to share lives loving every minute it brings! We are hopeless romantics!
Had we known each other as kids, this would have been us!
A great PowerPoint file that sums it up in a single place!
Family (Otis, Sue, Paul & Georgia Circa 1988)
Pictures Say One Thousand Words
We love cruising!
When all else is gone, friends and family are all that count!
Law Of The Garbage Truck
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. I mean he was really friendly.
So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital! This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'
He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets. The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so...Love the people who treat you right. Love the ones who don't.
Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it! Have a blessed, garbage-free day!
Sarge Said Hello Every Morning (He Passed In June 2012 At 17 Years Of Age)
Sarge getting his morning "uppies"
From our dear friends and next-door neighbors...