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Gary Amar, VHS '64
Don't forget about the Coca-Cola bottling plant on Olive St (Avenue) that many people used to reach through the chain link fence for a warm refreshment after basketball at Westpark.
Bob Anderson VHS '65
Ah yes, the "REC" center, and doing the "Dog", Tony's, Jack's, Loops, the point, the cross…fond memories…
Wish I had gone to the last reunion!!! Damn it!!
Judi Basso, VHS '57
Guess I'm older than some here, as I remember Jack Rose "before" it became County Stationers. The piece of sidewalk that said "Jack Rose" is now part of the landscaping of the Camarillo yard of his grandson, Jack Rose.
As for the coke plant on Seaward, if you were cute little girls like Michelle Morrison and I were, you could go in and stare at them…and be given one right off the belt.
As for the sheep herded down Seaward once a year, I too lived on Seaward, right on the corner at Poli. Those sheep destroyed our front yard by the time the last one came through, so we finally got wise and put up a white picket fence. Michelle and I would hide in the bushes and pull a handful of wool off any that came close enough.
Carolyn Gilliland (on Arcade) and I would go to the beach most every day via Seaward, sliding down the bluff on pieces of cardboard.
Everything beyond 5-points was lemon orchards. When it rained hard, we'd swipe our dads hip-high fishing boots and go into the orchards, finding it fun (!!!) to sink to the top of the boots in mud, until one of us nearly died with the mud filling up our boots. One of those boots is still buried somewhere, while the other went back on the hook in the garage forever.
And lastly, with all through traffic using Thompson in those days, Mike Basso and friends thought it fun to see if they could put the peddle to the metal and race across Thompson, missing any traffic. Wrong! They were hit by an 18-wheeler.
Ahhh, the good ole days…
JFK visited Point Mugu in 1961-62 and we were excused from class to see him.
Billy Clower Friday night dances.
Billy Arnold's Drugs on corner of Main and Borchard.
Follow-up on memories mentioned above, I was a telephone operator when JFK visited Point Mugu, and was chosen to take his official call when it came through those big old switchboards with a gazillion connections and cords…
I did not recall Billy Arnold's to be on Borchard, but on Arcade and Thompson?
Learning to tap-dance the waltz clog at Ted Russell's, before it became Billy Clowers.
Climbing through the louvered VHS auditorium windows (at eight yrs. old), trying on costumes, and putting on our own private performances, requiring two of us to pull those big heavy curtains…til the custodian heard us, only to return the next day.
I'm still the oldest here I guess, as I remember Spudnuts melt-in-your-mouth donuts for a nickel, and their cherry phosphates. (across from Jue's Mkt).
Jonell Batten, VHS '63
How about the hat lady at Scott's store downtown or the pneumatic tubes upstairs at the Ventura Department Store where you bought girl scout and boy scout uniforms. Janet's Bakery peach and strawberry pies? And the big white house at the point and the other house next to the graveyard. This is a great idea!
Friday nights downstairs at the Rec -"Tonight's the Night" with the low ceilings and not much light. Was it the Dartells who played upstairs at the Rec Center? Can we have another Rec Center…maybe for Senior Citizens?
Mary Helen Burgess, VHS '65
Going to Skateland with Pat McDonald and Mary Lou Johnston. I remember Jan and Dean being at Skateland. Mostly because I was fortunate enough to get a dance with Dean. Ohhhh those were the days. The Surfer’s Stomp, Mash Potatoes, Pony, Jerk etc. I remember Venox in Wagonwheel. My older sister (Frances Espinoza) used to work there. I remember cruising through Merl’s Drive-In (at 5-Points where Muntz Stereo is now) with my sister (Linda Espinoza) and her boyfriend (David Mitchell) in his red-orange Model-T Ford pickup. I was just the 13 yr little sister who used to tag along who thought it was the greatest thing that was happening in the world (at the time). French fries and Louie sauce. Yummo!!! Cruising in Cheryl Trammel’s 57 Chevy. Cutting school and going to Malibu. Sliding down the Sand Hill on Pacific Coast Highway and ending up sitting in on a taping of “Where The Action Is.” Wow, Sonny and Cher!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Was it that long ago?
Mike Cadwell, VHS '65
Remember the soda plant on Olive St on the Ave,, I believe it was Nehi?? They used to stack pallets of soda next to the fence, I would walk along and pop the tops off, then run and hide. When it was clear, I would get a straw and drink till I got sick. That worked till mom figured out what I was doing (funny how "moms" figured it out), but she took me down and turned me in to the plant manager. He made me sweep the floors for a week. Awwwww, the Avenue. What a place to grow up in, West Park, Sheridan Way school, De Anza Jr. High, Mr. Morris, short guy but could out run anybody. I remember Mr. Perry started his career as a coach there before moving on to VHS.
I remember Mr. Barnum. He was a great teacher. I understand he is still alive and living in Colorado. I also remember Mr. Dalayo. Tuff nut teacher. Sheridan Way was a great school. Hey, does anybody know were Kathy Lee lives, she was my first date in the 8th grade. My mother drove us to a school dance, when I walked to her front door, I shook her hand. My mother about killed me when I returned, she told me to "kiss her" the next time. Hahahaha, my wife (Carol Herron class of ‘64) would like to find Pam Taylor class of 64, if anybody knows please let us know.
Carol Herron Cadwell, VHS '64
Remember the library on the corner of Romona and Ventura Ave. Would spend the summer reading and for every book you read you got a sticker to put on the leg of your bookworm. I remember looking through those long things (can't remembered what they are called) that you put a picture in. It was like looking at a movie scene. Remember sliding down that big concrete hill off of Poli Street. The house I lived in was built by my father in 1944. He lived in that house until he passed away in 2002. Bought the wood on the black market because of WW2. He built that house for $4,000. We sold it for $240,000 in 2002 and just heard that it sold again for over $500,000. This was on Cedar Street. Can you believe that. Does any one know where Pam Taylor is? Have not heard from her in 40 years. Thanks for all the memories.
Janis Cash, VHS '65
Ralph's Market on the corner of Pierpont Blvd and Seaward, where we bought Nehi punch, clove gum, blackjack gum, pixie stix. Girls: we made gum chains out of the gum wrappers.
Billy Clower's dance studio.
Buying clothes at Massey's before school stared in the Fall.
The Point House on California Street.
Making your first skateboard with roller skate wheels and a 2 X 4.
Valerie Chrisman, VHS '65
Jan and Dean played at Skateland, too.
Remember VENOX in Wagon Wheel. Ray Charles played there in about '67.
Suzie Immel hosted Pep Squad initiation that included different cemetery events and a slumber party at her house on Buena Vista and Rincon. Kathie Stevenson Tobias lives in that house with her husband Bob Tobias now.
Sherry Glander's father owned the restaurant on the pier and she worked at the hamburger stand in the summers that was just down from the restaurant.
Remember the locker rooms at VHS and the shower stalls made of marble? The stair rails in the two story building between the Men’s' and Women's gyms had brass handrails. Some of them have survived! The actual stairs are green slate. That building, the theater arts building and the stadium were all WPA projects and the materials they used then were pretty amazing.
How about cherry cokes at Mel's (not Muntz stereo at 5-Points)?
The barranca and little bridge at VHS field hockey area?
They also had those "swim pins" at VHS pool. Remember water ballet lessons with Rita Alpeter as the teacher and the water ballet recitals at the end of the summer? Remember Janet's Bakery hot donuts after school? Remember 10 corn burritos from Foster Freeze for $1.00 and putting iodine in baby oil to tan faster?
Bill Coleman, VHS '63
How come I don't remember you - I moved from Saticoy to "Tortilla Flats", went to Palm street kindergarten, May Henning, Will Rogers, Sheridan Way, and 1st class to graduate from De Anza Jr. High. Good times at the chili factory on Garden St., baggin sodas thru the fence from Nehi on Olive St, hangin on the trestle when the Southern Pacific went by, member of the Police Boys Club (Adobe club house), hangin out in the squad room at the police station, marching in the parade with our blue and gold "T" shirts and getting in the fair por nada`, R M Pyle Boys Camp for two weeks during the summer - all great times that we really didn't appreciate until later - Cougars all (and Bulldogs toooo), we were lucky to grow up in our little city...
Hey, that was private reserve for the B B gun toten, bow & arrow shootin 12 year old mountain men. If you were not from the Taylor Ranch side of town, you missed all the down-in-the-dirt fun we had, i.e., water gun fights with purex, match guns, lemons-on-a-stick (nobody knows what that is but us), riding down the cross on bikes with no brakes, ripping off Farmer Bill for his sweet plums on the way home from school, and the good ole home made soap boxes with steel wheels that lasted about two days IF we were lucky...
Barry Coyle, VHS '65
Mary - don't forget the Coke bottling plant on Seaward (where you could see the coke bottling line through the windows as you drove by).
The dump and airport down at the beach.
The skating rink (can't remember the damn name).
When the 101 freeway went down Thompson Blvd.
Does anyone remember when the shepards brought the sheep down from the mountains, down Seaward Avenue, or just me since I lived on Seaward?
Being served by car hops at A&W behind Mandel's liquor store.
Remember Woolworth’s', Ventura Department Store and County Stationers downtown (County Stationers second floor!).
Someone already mentioned the Rec Center dances on Main Street.
When Figueroa Street went through to Main.
The tiny (and dirty) little bathroom in Tony’s Pizza when it was on Figueroa.
My first liquor was a beer from Pat’s Liquor (still there) in Ojai that someone bought (had to be a fake ID) that we then drank up on the hills in Ojai somewhere.
Pegging Levi’s to make them more stove pipe thin and straight in the legs (had to do it myself - my mother wouldn’t do it for me!)
Pete Crosby, VHS '65
Heine's pool hall
Dragging Main Street
Tom Farmer, VHS '65
Memories, Memories, Just came across Rita's pony tail she saved from High School. Measures just over 3 feet.
Who remembers the Turkey Farm on Main Street near 5-Points, think it was called Gobels. Close to the old Winchell’s Donut Shop.
Remember also - the Cross, and H&H market where we used to park and watch cars travel up and down Main Street.
The old girls school on the avenue. Mickey and Mike Callahan lived just below the school.
Steps leading down past Navarro's house ending up on Main Street next to Ortega's Bakery.
Knights of Columbus Dances next to Tony's pizza, usually crashed by Garcia and Armstrong.
Curt Mulford driving by Ventura High each Monday morning on his way out to fish at the oil piers.
Heine's Pool Hall on Main street, which ended up to be called Jacks pool hall - the large chairs that set in the back and the front snooker table as well.
Rankins Sporting Goods store on main street with the razor tip arrows outside open to the public
Hobo Jungle Bridge Train Crossing, with only one place to stand should you get caught on the bridge, only inches from the train.
Military Draft notices. 1-A or 4-F. Getting on the bus from the downtown Bus Depot only hoping that we would return that afternoon not knowing that some of us was destined to never return home.
Probably should be tending to banking business, but can’t let this one go. Remember Mills School and the baskets they would give us to put our street clothes into while we were swimming. In return they would give us large pins to put on our swim suits with our identification number to claim our baskets. Remember jumping over the fence at night to go swimming at Mills Pool.
Hi, I've yet to hear anyone bring up the swamp behind the housing projects. As kids this was quite a popular place to play war games on our home made rafts. I bet Bill Coleman can remember.
Sam Faulk, VHS '65
Remember when VHS was the only high school in town.
Playing night softball at Westpark - it was the only field with lights.
I remember my father taking me to the baseball park where the Fair is now, to watch the Ventura Braves play in the California League.
Playing basketball at the high school courts and beating Keith Wilkes one on one because he was only in the fifth grade at the time.
Remembering all the people fishing on the pier when the bonito were running.
When the only thing at the Marina were boats.
And all the fast food places were locally owned - no Mickey D's, no Pizza Hut...etc.
There were homes in Foster Park.
If you're a teenager from Ventura during the 60's, then chances are you had more than one "firsts" in your life that happened at ether the cross, the point or the drive-in movie.
Vikki Greenig French, VHS '65
What a blast traveling back into our youth....yes, I remember water skiing at Lake Nacimiento with JoAnne Acord and Joyce Jolley, what a hoot. And those of you who attended DeAnza Jr. High. How about Danny Berry's way cool duck tail hair cut... a real cutie, and hanging out with Phyllis Treavor, Musa Lee, Kathie Crowder, Mary Marsh and the rest of the gang. Anyone remember Mr. Barnum??? always scratching inside his sock with his ruler, yuck! or American Bandstand West down at the Ventura fair grounds?
And, for those of us who attended Sheridan Way remember the soda factory on Olive Street (I think it was Nehi something) and the western show at Sheridan Way on the lawn, was it Annie Okley or Buffalo Bill Cody does anyone recall? And how about all the cute guys at our school like Tommy Farmer, Darrel Bice, Ronnie Garcia, Gilbert Padilla, and Robert Roper just to name a few.
While attending Ventura High School I spent many wonderful evenings at the Gallighen homestead across the street from Victor and Richard Tauber's house...Kathie, Phyllis Treavor and I had so much fun running around in Phyllis's little mini Cooper with the wooden turn signals on the outside of the car. And, how about learning to surf on those huge balsa wood surfboards it took two girls to carry one board. And let's not forget all the cute guys from the swim team like "Tippy" Phil Ranger, Tom Armstrong, Tom Angel, Jack Pence, Bob Petit, etc., and how about the great "B" basketball team with Barry Coyle, Gary Hitch and the oh so talented Marty Lythgoe, ahhh those were the days but then some of us relocated before graduation for a variety of reasons however Ventura has been and always will be my heart and my hometown. Like we used to say..."gremlins & surf rats hang in there and have a bitchen day!"
Mary Hanline, VHS '65
Sulphur Hot Springs baths late at night somewhere in Matilija, near Ojai.
Doing the Dog and the Jerk. Mr. Nemson and Miss Bevans stopping the high school dance because we wouldn't stop doing those "dirty dances!!"
Parties at the Graveyard house, Tom Angel's White house, Vic Tauber's Beach house and Doug Paul's house.
Lunch at Barry Coyle's house.
You should know that the guy who authored "Remember When," was Mike Stallings aka George Stallings, a VHS graduate "66. Sadly, he recently passed away from cancer. Rick Graey sent me Mike's wonderful memories about Ventura about 2-3 yrs. ago and I sent it on. Many of you have emailed your memories since then and I have added them into a master document. Here is a note from Rick Graey:
"Mary, his real first name was George and he used the names interchangeably (though most knew him as Mike). I knew him in high school, but really became good friends with him after high school. I roomed with him and his first wife when I came back from the army and we both went to V.C. together. We remained good friends through it all and he lived his last 30 years in Modesto, though he always wanted to move back to Ventura. We tried to visit anytime we drove down to Ventura. Anton Christie was a good friend of his. . . He leaves his wife and two college age kids and a grandchild. He was a good man; gone too soon. Rick"
Karl Henke, VHS '63
Hello Again: Just wanted to chime in on Toy Land - it was located on Main Street down from McCowans Drug Store on the corner of Main and I think Joanne. It was Bob Stewarts Toy Land, remember Dotty Stewart and her Brother Bob Jr. That place was a real Toy Store, where I used to buy all my marbles for the big games at Will Rogers playground (only place in town that sold real agate marbles) at $.95 a piece. Wow the good old times. And by the way me and John Applegate were the Bonito catching champions on the Old Pier, along with Norm Cowgill, and Donnie Mitchell my childhood best friend.
Hello Again: Man this thing is really rolling, how cool (old saying then still used today). The old Coke bottling plant was really neat, one day Maury Zeck and I all of 11 and 12 years old decided to rob the joint via the chain link fence off Seaward Ave. that had a hole just big enough for us to crawl through. The robbery didn't go quite as planed as we needed a bottle opener to drink our stolen contraband (way before twist off caps) and knocked on a near by door asking for a bottle opener the resident smelled a rat and called the Fuzz (Cop). We were in trouble and knew it when the shiny Black Car came around the corner we ran like hell. Oh yes I do remember the sheep herding down Seaward Ave. The Top Hat Hot Dog stand, which is still on Main near the Old Mission, and the Pioneer Museum one of my favorite hangouts lots of neat Historic stuff in there.
Guess this requires some input from me, as all these memories are still fresh in my mind like they say seems like yesterday. Ventura was such a great place to grow up in - nothing like it. All the neat stuff we had to do the Beach the old pier, and for some of us outdoors guys the old Santa Clara River bottom for me and my hunting Buddies, Don Whitmore, Ken Estes, Bud Klatt, Maury Zeck, and Tom Lunsford and by the way some thought Maury had passed away in some mysterious accident, but he is alive and well in New Mexico with his family and kids. Some other guys I still see regularly are Gary Hunt, Tom Lunsford and of course Ken Estes who now lives in Santa Paula. Most of these guys were a year ahead of me in school. We all experienced the things that Ventura had to offer back in those days kind of sad we are all getting older and soon will be "OLD" I hate getting Old.
Ed (Eddie) Hessemer, VHS '65
Remember lover's hide out in Hall Canyon and getting rousted out by the fuzz.
Oh, don't forget the record shop on Main St. owned by Glenn Sipes, the actor, where we'd get the latest 45's. Listening to the "Original Pepsi Party" on KVEN with Steve Sandoz.
Tim Holden, VHS '63
Hello to all..........whether you remember me or not....great reading about Ventura and the old days. I'll have a bean burrito...extra cheese and dips....mexican restaurant across from the now Tony's..Rameriz?
OK...here's a couple of good ones that haven't been mentioned. Probably because a few of us tried to keep it a "Secret"
1. Steve Immel, Chuck Baker, Don Whitmore, Bob Duncan, Paul Johns, Bruce Barrett and I'm sure a few others.
We would hike up from Immels house into what is now Crimea canyon (I think). We discovered several erosion caves and spent several summer days exploring this secret spot. If any parent knew what we were up to, they would have grounded us all for sure. These caves were so dangerous to be screwing around in....there were erosion holes that sunk very deep and it almost trapped us. The caves were nothing but dirt and could cave in at any moment. I'm sure they no longer exist as god forbid kids could have that much fun nowadays.
2. Same group used to climb down the rain sewer on Santa Clara above Cabrillo Jr. High and hike it to San Jon Rd where it exited into a barranca. No flashlights...we used paper torches.....what a blast.
Woody Holmes, VHS '65
You could play pool after school and on Saturdays at the Rec Center at the top of Main St.
You remember the "DeVills" or "Del Rays" playing at the Womens Center and the Rec Center.
You remember doing (dancing) the "Dog" at those dances.
The upper echelon snooty classmates were called "Soaches"(soc's)
You remember Fred Tafoya putting his fist through a History class window on graduation day.
Bitchen meant awesome.
Steve Immel, VHS '63
Memories of Ventura:
In 1962 boycotting the Prom because they wouldn't allow a rock band. Instead, we drove down to the Zuma Beach party.
Having a blast at the 1963 Prom. The first year for a rock band at VHS.
The old dump at the mouth of the Santa Clara river. All the old bums living there in makeshift shacks selling salvaged goods. Every rainy season all of Ventura's refuse would disappear into the ocean.
Tom Angel turned me on to LSD in '65. I thought it would be a good party drug but after taking a hit and going to a typical Ventura beach party and seeing all the drunks who looked more like radically retarded human beings, I quit drinking for a year and stuck to marijuana.
Oh yea, and the big party at the "Front Street House". Terry Tallent and I made so much money selling beer the night before (New Years Eve), we took the profits and bought another keg. I called some younger guys who had a band that sounded like the Beatles and asked them if they'd like to play. After much fun including more weed and lots of alcohol, we were all surrounded by the cops. Many ran and many went to jail. The cops broke bottles all over the house to make it look like we were out of order but they were just being typical pigs of the day. Not many of us smoked pot in '65 and not even the cops knew the smell. Good thing because we'd probably have ended up in San Quentin. It was written up in the paper with Tallent being caught in an embarrassing situation in his closet. We were all charged with contributing to the delinquency of a minor but we were all minors so the final charge was (and I'm still proud) "Leading a lewd dissolute and immoral life".
In the late '60's seeing a new blues group called "Taj Mahal" at a club owned by Bob Jones who later married Ventura High's Linda Nehoda.
But most of all, from 1959 to when I left Ventura in '64, surfing all the spots around the county without the crowds like they have today. I mean Rincon, glassed off at 6 foot and only 8 people out? That's heaven baby.
If you grew up in the 50's and 60's, in Ventura, a town of about 30,000, it was an exciting time for a kid. We were close enough to Los Angeles to assimilate some of the big city culture and not be total hicks, but small enough to be insulated from the problems. I mean I remember Robert Andrade and his fellow gang members attacking a few white kids across the street from the Mayfair theater and stealing their watches and maybe there were some switchblades used but nothing like you see nowadays with 9 mm Glocks and drive bys. Robert was a trip at Cabrillo. He didn't like going to school and finally got kicked out for growing a goatee.
In the late 50's, we had our share of violence like when Tommy Floyd shot his ex girlfriend's boyfriend then rushed him to the hospital where he died. Tommy and his brothers built my first bicycle. I remember Brenda Roberts coming to school in a panic when she found out
Ernie Aikens was going to bring a little 22 cal pistol to school. Well, a lot of us remember what happened to Ernie. I think I almost got beat to death by a girl named Linda because she thought I threw a rubber out on the dance floor at noon at Cabrillo. It was actually Don Whitmore who did it. After making out with Jane Tracy at the show one weekend, I was in love. On Monday, I went to walk her to class but didn't notice that she was holding hands with Mike Phillips. Geez what a humiliating blow that was. The whole scene crushed me. Although I have to say thanks Jane for teaching me how to kiss. You were such a fox.
When the Ventura River used to be a torrent, several of us decided to try and ride the rapids. Luckily no one got far enough into that raging river except for Rocky Clement. He was never found. That was just plain ignorance. No one else tried that after Rocky bit the big one. Then there were some of us who swam up the cooling stream at the Edison plant. At the end of the concrete tunnel was a small reservoir. Every so many minutes the plant would let out a huge amount of water; we'd frolic in the massive hydro turbulence. It would spit you out of a water cannon. I can't believe not one person drowned. Pete Crosby and I figured out how to make gunpowder which was especially easy since his father owned a pharmacy. We wanted to make a rocket but got lazy and ended up making a pipe bomb. Sometimes in your youth you cheat death. The pipe was aluminum and as we watched from the screened backdoor of Pete's house on Chrisman, about 10 feet from the bomb, the gun powder just melted the aluminum.
The class of '63 barely made it into the hippie counter culture at least in Ventura. In history class, John Swearingon brought a movie of either the House of UnAmerican Activities Committee trials or of Mario Savio starting the real intellectual revolution up at Berkely. But it was the beginning of a new era. In Ventura, the class of '63 was sort of the dividing line between those who delved into the counter culture and those who stuck with their parents values. After that, things started to change rapidly. However, the majority weren't Berkeley types, they were more Reagonesque. Down at the "House of the Rising Sun", the big old Victorian on the beach at Palm street, we sat around playing Bob Dylan's "Masters of War", wrote and discussed poetry, partied hard and felt the pressure of a society that waged a meaningless war, had a value system that was obviously unsustainable and could think about nothing else but accumulating money with a mantra of greed.
I guess our counter culture ideas were just a little too forward thinking.
One thing that was exceptionally cool was that we experienced a huge change in popular music starting with Elvis, Little Richard, Jerry Lee Lewis and many others. Like others have commented, my sister Suzy got me to go to Clowers Dance Studio on Friday night where I learned the "Calypso", the Bop, the Jitterbug and how to really dance slow. I'm telling you, when you are a guy who dances, you have MUCH more of a chance to make a hookup. I think even now that's true. It was a good start. From there, we all got to experience Chubby Checker and the Twist. That got most of the non dancer guys out on the floor. Then came all those freestyle dances like the Stomp, the Mashed Potatoes and everything else that is done even today. Well, I mean today they've taken it to a level that most of us oldsters would call triple XXX. But hey, that's what they said about rock n roll too.
Then of course, after a little Peter, Paul and Mary, The Kingston Trio and Joan Baez, we got slammed with the Beatles, the Stones and all the rest not to speak of the great music out of Motown records. It was an amazing change we experienced. Maybe I'm prejudiced but I still think the music of today hasn't made any radical leaps like we experienced back in the Sixties. If you have an open mind, there is some good music out there today but again, nothing that earth shattering like the radical changes we experienced from the late 50's and 60's. Don't get me wrong, I like "Bright Eyes", some of "Eminem's" lyrics (like Criminal) are hysterical and most of the older Reggae I dig. I've also gotten into Salsa dancing (thanks again to Clower's dance studio for the basics) and Salsa music. But overall, on my XM radio, I listen to mostly 60's and 70's stuff.
Chuck Killingsworth, VHS '63
While I was born in Ventura at County General, my dad worked for the Edison company and we lived at the Saticoy Substation until I was about 5 when we moved to Vestal (near Delano). Moved back to Ventura in the summer of '60 and I graduated in '63. I remember Coach Parrish as I was on the swim team all 3 years at VHS along with Eric Arneson, the Lipp brothers, Cappy Mauer, Bruce Barret, Balluga Bob, and several others - my Sophomore year we went to a meet at Harvard (the Prep School near Los Angeles). He went to Buena when it opened and we had his Assistant Coach for one year and my Senior year it was Mr. Drew - who ever heard of an English teacher being a swim team coach?! I lived on S. Ash across from the movie theatre and remember at least two films partially done in Ventura: Homicidal filmed at the Ventura Hotel downtown, and one with Robert Mitchem filmed under the pier one summer day. Larry Older and I used to bug Sherry Glander when she worked the concession stand on the pier - something about Hersey's bars?! Also, Bruce Cassier and his good friend Pat O'Dell (Mutt and Jeff, eh?!) were a year after me. Has anybody heard if Linda Kelly is still around? I remember telling my Senior Year girlfriend, Cheryl Rohwedder, that I had joined Uncle Sam's Misguided Children (USMC) on a Friday night at the Rec. Center Dance in late July of '63. I was headed to Los Angeles the following Monday and on to San Diego for bootcamp. I've been in touch regularly with Artie Perez (who I met at Ventura College and was also a Marine) who went to school at Buena with my cousins, the Crumps.
Someone mentioned JFK being in Ventura County and I remember going and did shake his hand as a member of the crowd and a woman standing behind me asked me if I had and I told her "Yes". She then asked me if she could touch my hand!
I miss the ocean and the mountains, but will be living back in the area (Ojai) by the summer of 2012, if not sooner!
Mary and everyone: While I was born in Ventura, my father worked as an Operator for the Edison Company and we lived at the Saticoy Substation and we moved to Vestal, so I went to school at Ducor (Dutch Corners) between Bakersfield and Porterville from 1st to 5th Grades. We then moved to Delano and I went to Cecil Avenue Elementary and Delano High School for my Freshman Year, when my parents divorced and my mom, two sisters and I moved back to the Ventura area. My Sophomore year we lived in Oak View and I took the bus to VHS along with Cappy Mauer (sp), the Prichards, and several others from that area. After that year we moved into Ventura and lived in a converted mortuary on Main street neat the Avenue until we moved into the house on S. Ash across from the Mayfair Theater. I remember walking down to the pier from there are, when 101 was being built, going across the excavation and eventually the walking bridge that went over the highway. I did miss out on much of what Steve Immel remembers, but still had plenty of memories of those early 60s in Ventura. After getting out of the Marines in August of 66 (I got back to the US from Chu Lai, Vietnam Aug. 10, 66 and my discharge on Aug. 23rd) about a week before classes started at VC, I started my college experiences. Most of my '63 classmates had already either moved on from VC or attended various universities previously. One pretty funny thing happened to some friends while I was attending VC - these three guys were looking for an apt. in Ventura and went to look at one and the landlady asked them if they were "Hoopies" because she didn't want any "Hoopies" living in her apartments. In early '67, I was living with Dale Pritchard, Danny Brumbaugh, and one of the Chilcutt brothers at 666 Redwood Drive (a 4 bedroom house right across from our landlord!) near VC when, after one of the College dances, we had a party where we had planned to have just a few friends and their dates over. Unknown to us, one of our friends (or maybe it was Penn Gertzel?) announced toward the end of the dance that we were having a party and gave out our address. It was wall to wall people in every room until the cops broke it up - what a mess people left inside and outside of that house! Eventually I moved to Fresno to attend Fresno State for my undergraduate degree in Recreation Administration and then on to San Jose State for my Masters Degree in Therapeutic Recreation (I was one of 13 students on a Bureau of Education for the Handicapped Grant). My wife, Lynda from Ojai (class of '66) go married in Aug. '69. Since then we've lived/worked in Arizona, Calgary (Alberta), Healdsburg (Calif.), League City (Texas), and, now, Pittsburg, KS. I think I've mentioned it before, but we do plan to retire back to Ojai after the 2001-2012 Academic year, if not before. You're right, Steve, about the music - the surfer's stomp and other Beach Boys music, the early protest songs of Dylan, Peter, Paul and Mary, etc. Even when I was in the Marines and on "Float Phase" off the coast of Vietnam in '64/'65 we listened to Hanoi Hanna and were able to hear the current hits from State-side, danced to those songs while anchored at Subic Bay in the Philippines and going into the local community of Olongapo. A couple of the hits then were "500 miles" and "The House of the Rising Sun". While there are some pretty cool songs today, I still like those "oldies"; some of the college students of today even like some of those old songs, eh!
Thanks for the trip back. It is fun to remember those days of our youth, but I am really looking forward to spending my leisure walking on the beach, gazing at the "Chief" in Ojai, and so many other things in and around Ventura, Santa Barbara, etc. The Mid-West is okay, but we really miss the ocean and the mountains. Take care, all! Chuck Killingsworth - VHS class of '63.
A walk down memory lane, eh! Here's a couple of more:
It was "Alphonso J. Marra" and he told all of us taking the US History class that he had been a Mr. Arizona. Also, you NEVER called it a "movie" - it was "an educational film"! Otherwise he didn't show it.
The beach football games where the water side had no boundary.
The sand bombs/balls.
Using the suntan lotion to write things on guys backs if they fell asleep at the beach.
The "Human Hair" or "Hume" for short - I think his last name was something like Lineberger?
Tom Peck, VHS '63
O.K. here's a few:
Buying shoes at Batten's Bootery.
The skinny, greasy burrito's at "Frosties"
Getting plastic straws and buying dried peas at Santa Cruz market to shoot (pea shooters) at the people on
the floats during the County Fair parade.
Getting caught shoplifting with Dick Armstrong at the record store. Buying school clothes at Hibbs.
John's at the Beach (where Lee Sharrah and I shared an apartment for $25 a month)
Night fishing on the pier.
I have to repeat Heines's pool hall. Shooting snooker in the back room listening to "Light My Fire" on the juke box.
Crawling up on the blue tank at the foot of Seaward.
How Korbs smelled.
Having super bubble gum from the pier snack bar that always seemed to have sand in it.
The Wagon Wheel.
Hot fudge sundaes (stoner food) at the Vagabond.
Rolling a tire down Palm St.
Smelling the lemon plant when passing by.
Listening to radio station KUDU and having people drive by and honk and they were acknowledged on air.
Finally I've always wondered if Toni's pizza was really as good as I remember.
Sam Peck, VHS '63
Skateland was owned by Bob Carlsons' dad. He was our classmate at Anacapa JH. We had school trips to Skateland traveling by school bus. Perhaps it's most important contribution was as a source of shoe-skate wheels for our skate boards. This was a major upgrade from the old steel wheels. Changed our lives.
The Boy Scout troop from Ventura in the mid to late fifties was Troop 125. I was in it and I think I remember Charles Baker and Tim Holden and some of the other kids in that group. We always seemed to be running amok. On camp outs we got C-rations and the big item in there was the cigarettes. We were the only troop ever to be asked to leave Desert Caravan, a big BSA deal. And on we went from there.
Yo Chuck, I was intrigued with your Vietnam story. I'm thinking we must have been there together. I was in MCB 10 (Seabee battalion) and we made that initial landing at Chu Lai in May 65. We built the airfield there. I was on an LST and I remember when we landed the tide went out and we were stuck on the beach. Then all our heavy equipment got stuck in the sand and we had to use the dozers to pull it all out. A classic Navy operation. On paper, we were supposed to build the runway and catapults in 72 hours but, it took us two months because of the sand and logistics. The Marine fighter wind that was waiting for the landing strip got very frustrated, and flew over and dropped a Vietnamese Sun Bear by parachute with a note saying this was their gift to us, a mascot named Boo Boo. We were there six months, then went home and returned again to DaNang for nine months. We took the bear home and gave it to the San Diego Zoo. On our DaNang deployment we got another Sun Bear, a female we named Boom Boom, and brought her back to the Zoo, so Boo Boo had a mate. Crazy adventure!
Stephanie Pekar, VHS '65
Corn burritos at Fosters. Friday night double features at the Ventura theater.
Sandy (Sam) Phillips, VHS '65
- dancing at the Rec after basketball games
- wonderful Mr. Marra who opened a bookstore down on Main Street
- 'open campus' and going over to Foster's at lunch
- gatherin' round the flagpole at lunch
- sadly, the funeral for Kathy Lee
- the 'twins' - Jack Pence and Phil Ranger
- Steph Leach and her new car, the first Mustang convertible in Ventura
Anne Plummer-Tally, VHS '65
How about the barranca or path between Ranger's and Rulfo's houses on Glen Ellen Dr. and Willowick Dr. where Van Everys, Meierdings, Meyers, and Plummers lived...is it still there?
Sure enjoy all the neat messages for everyone.
Phil Ranger, VHS '65
The skating rink was called Skateland. Henry Christ was a dynamic skater of the times. I actually saw the Righteous Brothers live at Skateland once.
Used to be in the Skating Club at Anacapa Jr. High and would go to Skateland on weekends and race for free cokes.
How about Toyland on Main Street or sneaking into the 100 Drive In.
How about Susan Talkington singing GLORIA at the rec center dances or the night Ron Benner and Donnie Mitchell pulled off a real cowboy duel in front of the Ventura Theatre with blank bullets or Louis Carnigne cruising all over town in his green ‘54 Ford I believe (someone may really know the year) and gassing it with one foot on the brakes...burning rubber for a minute or so.... or....the squirrelly surfer dudes with pegged pants, blue tennees and a Levi shirt all trying to knock one another’s last bite of a juicy Big Stick down on hot days.... and the jocks cruisin campus with Lettermen jackets or Key Club coats, and the greasers like Walt Kenyon, the Jensen Twins, Chuck Yuva, Louise Carnigne at VHS...and of course the dynamic and dominating Mason Parrish swim teams of Buena High School....and I can see Ron Brown cruisin Poli and Main in Jim Phillips ‘56 Chevy with chromies....The aura of Fred Lief (sp?)....Mr. McArthur, the infamous VHS photo teacher....The day Bob Moore (Baluga) threw an egg and hit Mr. Nemson.....and let's see, I believe the cruise route was Foster Freeze by the college...down Telegraph...right on Main...past the other Foster's....on down Main past Tony's to honk at Richard and Tony....by Surfer's Point and ending up back at Foster Freeze where everyone parked and admired all the cool 50's and 60's cars....
Speaking of the Five Trees...I don't know if anyone else witnessed the burning...but on Halloween Night in 1961 while at Anacapa Jr. High....and returning from trick-or-treating to our house at the end of Glen Ellen Dr I saw this gigantic bomb fire atop the hills. I also saw fire balls being sent on their way down the hill into the ravine just below the trees which must have been tires with oil ignited and sent on their way down the hill. The next morning, the birth of two trees. And I know who did it.....By the way my great uncle Sexton planted them and great grandpa E.P. Foster tended them with water on the back of mules until they took. Originally an entire row were planted but only 5 survived the drought and were planted as an aid to navigation for captains at sea.
Boy, these were the times to be teenagers....
Linda Rolens, VHS '65
I'm stunned that you remember the dump (what I learned about life from that place) and the beach airport where I took my first flight at 6 in a tiny private plane owned by a friend of my father.
Dave Ross, VHS '63
Additions to growing list above:
"Your City Market" on Thomspon. One of largest grocery stores in Ventura (before advent of supermarkets). Co-owned by my Uncle Sam Apple.
Bean fields behind 5 Points Park housing tract for a few years before other tracts (and Blanche Reynolds Elementary School) were built.
Dave's Deli on Main, near County Stationers (owned by Dave Corsun, father of classmate Irving).
Ronald Bank and Sullivans men’s stores, stiff competitors right across the street from each other on 400 block of Main.
Jeff Seward's 11th or 12th birthday party that included rides in his father's helicopter (part of oil rig service company).
Mr. Drew, advisor to Key Club, buying way too many Winchell's donuts for resale at Fair. Most went bad.
Finding magazines and other gems at the "scavenger's store" at the Ventura dump (site of the present Marina).
Rodeos at the fairgrounds.
Cotillion dance lessons at the Women's Center.
Grad Night June 1963 at the Rec Center; live music by "The Champs" (just before their "Tequila" became a big hit).
Bruce Brown movies in the auditorium, a Knights fund-raiser (thanks Pete Crosby!).
Richard Nixon speaking near Father Serra statue on Upper California Street, campaigning for Governor in 1962.
Don Higginbotham hitting his "friends" on the Will Rogers playground, then running away 'cause no one could catch him.
Ms. Scott (6th grade teacher, Rogers elementary) spitting out "YES is the word," whenever anyone said "Yeah" instead.
Throwing rocks at the glass insulators on the power poles between the RR tracks & lemon orchard behind Channel Drive.
Flattening pennies on the RR tracks just ahead of a train. (Stupid kid tricks!)
Glen Campbell's name often appeared on the Ban Dar's marquee.
Foolishly made fun of members of Future Farmers of America members (only to realize later we'd starve without them).
Danny Ruffin, VHS '65
JFK visited Point Mugu in 1961-62 and we were excused from class to see him.
Where were you the day JFK was shot? I was just going to lunch.
Community Memorial Hospital was Foster Hospital.
Will Rogers' Elementary School dedication by Will Rogers, Jr.
Beach Boys in concert at the Earl Warren Showgrounds.
Ms. Bevans measuring skirt length by having girls kneel, if the hem touch ground - OK.
Also, no slip on shoes for the girls, had to have a strap at least.
For boys--white t-shirts, Levis, and low-cut, black converse.
Rain days at school and dodge ball in the gym.
Getting a swat with a paddle by Mr. Peterson or Mr. Abbott at Cabrillo for throwing towels in the locker room.
Coach Tuttle and the winning basketball teams.
Ventura County offices on Poli before the buildings were declared unsafe. City of Ventura then moved into the same buildings from office on Santa Clara.
Billy Clower Friday night dances.
Presidential candidate, Adlai Stevenson, speaking at the VHS auditorium in early '50s
Billy Arnold's Drugs on corner of Main and Borchard
Toyland on Main St.--what was the name of man who owned it "Bob _____"?
The new Safeway store where Big Lots is today (formerly Pic N Save)
Cyndie (Ivie) Shenker, VHS '65
Yes, I remember the pool at Mills School. I taught swimming there in the morning and was a lifeguard in the afternoons for two summers while attending Ventura CC. Coach Chuck Miller (Balboa Jr. High) ran the summer swim program -- great guy! However, he use to stick me and Linda Lowe (class of ' 67) with the undaunting task of teaching swimming to the preschoolers. We had to get into the pool every morning, regardless of the weather, while the other two instructors were allowed to teach swimming on deck. And, you know how cold it can get in the morning before the sun decides to come out to play.
As to other memories, I guess we all attended the Jan & Dean concert at Skateland. It was a lot of fun. I remember attending other concerts there, too, but the performers weren't famous. I also remember skating there when I was in grammar school thru the 7th grade and watching the guys speed around the rink chasing each other. What about the concerts in Santa Barbara -- like "Three Dog Night", attending parties near the university, or going to the coffee house to chill out? As to Sherry Glander and the gals, I rode to high school with her & Kathy Lee every day. So, we visited Sherry's parents restaurant on the pier regularly after school. The last time I saw Sherry, she was married and living in San Diego. On the weekends, I remember dragging up & down Main Street with Bill Hart in his very cool red Model-T Ford. Since I introduced him to Karen Darling, I was asked to tag along on many occasions. Of course, I loved how I got to visit with Bill's friends who also owned very cool cars because I thought they were so-o-o cute.
Does anyone remember water skiing in the summer at Lake Nacimiento? My brother and I use to take our boat there for the weekends along with many of our friends. We use to have a blast! Those were the days before the Lake was developed with many beautiful homes along the water. Lots of good memories!
Richard Stallings, VHS '66
You know you’re really from Ventura if:
You’ve corrected people who say Two Trees, to inform them it is really Five Trees.
You still call the newspaper the Star-Free Press.
You remember where Taylor Ranch was
You have biked or skateboarded down Palm.
You’ve eaten Tony’s Pizza (and remember when it was located on Figueroa Street) and Johnny's Burritos.
You say that someone lives out in Saticoy, out on the Avenue or up in Ojai, but you say that people live over in Oxnard
You know where Hobo Jungle is.
You remember where the Palm Hamburger Stand was.
You think Fair Day should still be an October school holiday.
Your phone number was something like Miller 3-4567.
You’ve eaten at Loop’s at 2:00 a.m.
You've danced at the Green Mill Ballroom and the Ban Dar.
You remember when Ventura had a real river.
You remember when the road went under the pier and the water temperature was posted at the bait shop where Erickson’s is now.
You know why Meta Liquor and the Meta Motel were on Thompson Blvd.
You know Cemetery Park is really still a cemetery.
You still haven’t figured out what you can do to replace a drive to Candy Cane Lane at Christmas.
You still call the Ventura Library Foster Library
You miss the 101 Drive In.
You remember May Henning School.
You wish Chase Brother’s Dairy would still deliver to your front door and the Helm's Bakery truck brought donuts.
You’ve had many barbecue's at Camp Comfort or Foster Park and caught tadpoles in the streams there.
You understand the four seasons: Flood, Fog, East Wind, and Fire.
Remember when there were horses in the stables along the beach at the fair grounds..
Charman on old creek road..
The oak tree in the middle of main street in Ojai..
The broiled chicken where you got ten cent bean burritos..and never broiled chicken..
The best apple juice at the Arnez ranch..
No Santa Paula freeway.
Graham Town, VHS '65
How about Drag Racing on Hill Road in Montalvo (Engaging in a Speed Contest the Officer called it) and Dead Man's Curve at the beach.
Rancho Arnez, Johnny Cash Trailer Park, Orchid Town, Korbs Trading Post, The Mission Bell Motel...
Getting your freshly caught Bonito (off of the Pier) smoked at Padres Sea Food; Give them 10 fish and get back 5 smoked.
Summers at Three Falls and Hume Lake with Troop 109 (St. Paul's Episcopal).
Tom Woods, VHS '65
Some things I remember are before I went to VHS. They are the OLD ivy cover school house on the present campus and the tennis courts where the girls athletic fields are.
I remember the Christmas fire at the old Ventura Junior High (now Cabrillo).
The Kellogg seed fire by the old Ventura railroad depot, the Pierpont floods the trapped Frank Haines of KVEN where In n Out is now located.
What about the Casket parades on the day of the Oxnard football games
The cruising of Main Street of Friday nights. I too remember Skateland and the skating pro Ray Miller.
Sheri (Privatte) Flasch, Buena '65
So happy you got back to me. I have enjoyed these memories so much. My addition to them are; Roller Gardens in wagon wheel. A lot of talent played there The four Seasons and Frankie Valle....I got to go back stage because of my name and meet all of them. Wow, what a trip...Also what about Phil Shay's big white (scary) 3 story house on Poli. The Broasted Chicken place on Main across from Anacapa St. we would ditch 1st period just to go have a burger there. They were the best. In 1964 I had a 39 Studebaker we would load up and head for St. Nicholes Street, go as fast as that old car would go up and down the bumps, then head down to the fairgrounds and spin browdies. We didn't realize how much fun we were having. Frosty Hi on Victoria and telegraph. A lot of people from Ventura High cruised it at lunch. Bill Hart and that beauty he drove, I can't remember the car Karl Henke drove, cuz' we were all too busy lookin' at Karl......Ha! Laying on the beach by the pier from sun up til sun down. The gas station that handed out stamps and when you filled up a book of stamps you would get a whole tank of gas. I think gas was 18 or 19 cents a gallon. The first Miss Ventura pageant, there weren't any boat slips at the harbor, but, they rolled out 3 big utility polls and that's what we had to walk on, a really small trailer to change our clothes in. As I recall Lela Henke was voted Miss Ventura that year. It was a blast. Thanks you guys for letting me put in my two cents. I forwarded this to some of my classmates from Buena and they loved it too.
Living on Victoria in Montalvo while the 101 was being built. There wasn't anything there except field and walnut orchards. Frosti-Hi at lunch time and then having typing with Mr. Anderson, all the cute girls with short skirts sat in the front row. Ha ! What a freak ! I had a 39 Studebaker with running board and some of my friend and I would fly down St. Nicholas and then on to the fairgrounds and spin broadies with them on the running boards. What fun and "danger", not thought of then. The little gas station on main the gas was 19cents a gallon and they gave you a stamp book that would give you a fill up, many a time we were pushing one of my cars up into the driveway. The Broasted chicken place on main that had the best burgers. Roller Gardens Saturday nights and all the famous and infamous groups that played there.
Mr. Parrish, wanted me on the swim team and I just couldn't mess up my up-do. Ha! Surfing at the point on Sundays and borrowing 7 or 8 foot boards. The Shay house up on Poli. racing on Hill St. Scott's downtown and Fad and Fashion, had a my first charge account there @ 16 She was wonderful. And who can forget Mel's and the carhops? My step dad was the chef at The Brass Knob. The dances at the rec center and pizza after, can't remember the name of the place but, it was right by Baskins and Robins. Kathy Quinn and her fast motorcycle.
I guess I could go on and on....but I'll let someone else have a turn.
Artie Perez, Buena '64
Please add me to the list. I graduated in 1964 from Buena High School. I met Charlie Killingsworth coming out of a jungle in Viet Nam after engagement with VC. I remember a lot of what has been mentioned. I went to school at May Henning. I lived in 'Tortilla Flats' across the railroad tracks from the back gate at the fairgrounds. I still remember the steam engine from Ojai everyday. I remember playing baseball at Babe Ruth Park, and selling hot dogs, peanuts, chewing gum, and candy at the doubleheaders. I was in the 'Police Boys Club' with our clubhouse the old Adobe at the end of Main street. Cliff, and Maries (the old salad bar) at the bend of 101. I remember Angel , and Jim Hobbs and the Side Car. And, then the dances at the VFW. Artie (I made it out).
July (Schmitz) Sandusky, Buena '65
Thanks to all for bringing back such wonderful memories...here's a few more of mine.
Those fabulous burritos at Fosters Freeze....and then our kids grew up with Taco Bell and never knew what they were missing.
Living on Teloma Dr. (Candy Cane Lane) and jumping on bumpers at Christmas time.
Noren's Market had Knudson's CHIVE cottage cheese and I could never find it anywhere when I moved away.
Watching Russ Kloer walk his girlfriend Stephanie to school every day.
Billy Clower and later the Rec dances, we all lived for those dances!
Playing "kick the can" in the street with Beth Nance, Suzie and David Rawls, Pat Martin and all his sisters, and Gary Stein, and all my brothers.
Hanging out at the end of our street in the barranca with Beth Nance and Suzie Rawls so we could climb the trees and practice kissing boys on the tree trunks!!!!
The day my little brothers almost burnt the church down at the end of Teloma Dr. on Telegraph Road.
The night the grunion actually RAN and the waves were full of them and the water was warm and fluorescent and the moon was full.
Frying myself at the beach (using only baby oil) while Juanita Bradford and Sharon Henslee would get "tan" and then spending the night with Sharon so I wouldn't get grounded for being so sunburned that I was up all night with the chills...and then doing it again every weekend...lessons learned the hard way before SPF lotion!
The day Bennett Oppenheim scared the hell out of our Spanish teacher "Fannie" Truelson by pretending the wall was falling down in the classroom!
The Jimmy Hendrix concert in Santa Barbara when he threw his electric guitar at the ceiling.
Jim Ziebell driving clear across town from Ventura High to drive me to Buena in his new blue ford...wow!
Taking the bus ride for the state basketball playoffs when Buena finally made it!!
Doug Massey singing "Try to Remember."
Going to formal dances with a fake hair piece piled high on top of my head with my "flip"...and having to wear flat shoes to the dances because I was taller than the boys. WHAT was I thinking?
Working at the Bank of America on Main Street when we were robbed, and they called the local FBI agent...my DAD.
And of course...watching the surfers at the point...and moving to Colorado and hearing people say "you are from Ventura, California?!"... like it was a lucky place to grow up...and it was! I'll let someone else take their turn down memory lane!
Kaye Chandler, Buena '65
What I remember the most was hanging out at Ventura Beach all summer, rows of Buena/Ventura High girls coated in iodine laced baby oil soaking up the rays. The “guys” cruis’n the parking lot. I don’t think anyone ever touched the water (ok – so the surfers never got out of the water.
Barbara Nelson was my best friend and she always managed to thumb a ride home for us with some good looking senior (we were lowly sophomores). I think my job was to carry the beach towels!
The 60’s (only what I noticed hasn’t been said – which is not much)
Ratted hair held together with half a can of “Just Wonderful”.
Flips that flopped because of the fog
Stitched down pleated skirts and matching sweaters
Shopping at Massey's and the Hub or for the guys – Newlon's
Gas 25¢ a gallon
Prom dresses were actually made by most of the mothers
Bitch’n – the ‘65’s version of today's “awesome”
Buena’s Key Club show at Ventura High in ‘65. I think the classic line was Penn Goertzel saying” I want a piece of “A....pple Pie”!
Vince Engel, Buena '65
Wow, Ventura in the 60's.
I remember racing to the point for a few waves at lunchtime. Returning to class with wet jeans put on over my trunks.
Cruising Main Street then down to the Point and then back to Fosters. Ray Seay's cool Chevy.
Attempting to skateboard down Kalorama Street on steel wheels.
The house of the rising sun at the point.
The parties I couldn't get into at that same house.
The Australian Surf Shop.
Trying to act like a cool college student and get into a TGIF party at UCSB.
All the avocado orchards.
Being in auto shop class when JFK was shot.
The Tom Morey Nose riding Contest at The Point.
I still have a poster from the contest.
The 101 drive in.
Getting in over my head at that same drive in.
White Levi's, a t shirt and black low cut converse.
Coach Mason measuring the length of your hair.
Taking the baton from Mulford on our 880 relay team and never knowing what he did to it.
Qualifying for the '65 State Track meet in Bakersfield. What a dump.
Going deer hunting with Gary Tuttle and Chris Smith behind Arroyo Verde Park.
Not seeing one fight in HS. That just doesn't happen.
Camping out on the senior lawn the night before the last day of school..
Grad night at Disneyland.
It all seems so long ago.
Cathy (Staab) Schlim, Buena '65
Harry's Market on Telegraph near the college across from Skateland. The lemon orchard. Donuts in the morning at Buena. The first year of Buena...and the first four year graduating class...ours...1965. The McDonald's on the corner near school. Mr. Zorovitch....Mr. Frazier....Miss Truelson....Mr. Parrish. The yearbook with the quad pic at night on the cover and dedication of it at a pep rally at the end of school and signing night in the gym. The star of the Bold and the Beautiful being in one of the first graduating classes of Buena. Going to a dance in the cafeteria and my date wore white socks! Decorating the gym with crape paper and then seeing it sag during the dance and enjoying it all. The 5 and 10 down town. Helms bakery trucks. Foster Freeze ice cream cones. Mound Elementary looking sooo big and going to 5th grade at the old (Mills?) school because there wasn't enough room at Mound and then back to Mound for 6th in the added classrooms. The opening of the shopping center across from Anacapa on Mills Drive. Going to school and feeling safe. Memories that today's kids will never have.
Dan Johnson, Buena '65
What a great read, Kaye!
I saw Rita Altpeter's name. She was my brother Mike's and my baby sitter. Wow, could she read a bed time story. That Robert Mitchum Film was actually the original "Cape Fear" and I was there at the pier that day, too. I remember that they used a stuntman for Mitchum and a rubber chain. Mitch apparently was on the set somewhere. I've been in Sydney the last 37 years but after reading this, have never felt so in Ventura. Thank you. I forgot just how lucky we were. Billy Clowers and the live bands at the Rec dances was where that heady mix of great music and adolescent sexual tension were put into one room. That reminds me, Bill Payne from Little Feat came with a friend to see me play in a little club in Melbourne and told me he lived in Ventura, was friends of one of the Immel's and Bob Jones and learned organ at the community church near the Immel's on Poli St. For what it's worth
Karolyn (Toomey) Norris, Buena '65
Thank you for that! I guess we all have our memories and some are a little different!
The Foster Freeze on Telegraph
The cute tennis players at Ventura J. C.
The skating rink on Telegraph with the girls in their skating skirts and the guys walking in for a few minutes to check out who's there and then leave cruisin!
Downtown Ventura with the high brow women shoppers going to I. Magnins and us kids going to Karl's shoe store!
Checking everything out by walking the pier and then lunch.
Trying to get a tan at the beach, watching the cool surfers, then I burn and peel and be miserable afterwards for 2 days! Felt like a fried strawberry!
Lying out in the sun with a neighbor classmate drowning in baby oil and then slipping and sliding in the tub for over two days afterwards trying to get that stuff off!
Walking to school everyday and with the fog a good deal of the time, and looking like a downed rat by the time I got to school with my hair limp and falling in my eyes! (Now it's everything else falling to my ankles!) Ha!
Working the library at times at lunch time, trying to see who the studious students were that might have a successful future! (No one I knew went in there!)
The wrestling matches in the car on dates at the drive-in! Ha! Long story there!
That's enough crazy stories for now!
Barbara Nelson Metcalf, Buena '65
Wow what great memories! I bet we could all come up with a book? :) 60's memories-Ventura...weren't we lucky? How about a dozen bean burritos at Frosties for $1.00? I still crave those corn burritos and drive up just to get a half a dozen! You just can't find them anywhere.
Tamara Goodwin Pennington, Buena '65
Thank you for forwarding all the memories of the 60's that everyone has been sharing. I know I was new in town when I started my sophomore year, but I have fond memories of going to the Music Box and buying and ordering our 45's from Glenn Sipes. I don't know if anyone else remembers cruzing the Blue Onion in Oxnard and then heading back down to Main St and cruzing the Foster's Freeze across from Ventura High. Remember when J C Penny's was on Main and they sent Money through those plastic cylinders by pressured air. We would cruz Main and go down to Tony's Pizza and then I would race my boy friends Chevy Impala for rims, and my boy friend was mad when I lost!!! We use to sneak the girls in the trunk to the 101 Drive In and they would be laughing so hard everyone could hear them. I loved to go to the football games when the rivals were played, it was exciting for this small town. We were so lucky to have lived in that era and share so many memories, it's a shame to see it gone. I talk about it with my kids and they just look at me like I'm crazy.