Thank you for that. I don't know how to put it, but It seems like you have an unusual easy access to a lot of information that may or may not be available here. Do you have access to search engines that we don't have? I hope that makes sense.
Thanks @j hansen It looks odd to us, but this is during the depth of the Great Depression. It sure beat walking to school.... kids were supervised and accounted for, and I'm sure truancy was reduced. During that terrible period of time, people were doing all they could to pull together and see to it that their kids were educated and fed. Many of us try to compare today to past times and circumstances, and it just doesn't work that way. Not enough people take the time to study history and find out that "The Cleavers" didn't exist in the'30s. Prosperity didn't reappear in this country until WW II.
Hello, In So Cal, there were oddball business structures all over the old highways in California. We saw a lot of them in all stages of business or out of business. This one reminded me of our So Cal area’s famous orange juice empire. South Orange County near San Juan Capistrano (Pun intended) had fields of orange trees all over the hillsides as we drove the newly constructed freeway back to Long Beach, if we did not take the coastal Highway 1. Surfing in the OC was the tops, but southern OC had the best waves anywhere in So Cal. It is difficult to say anywhere else is better than a good session at the waves on Camp Pendleton Beaches. Perhaps that is why it was called Orange County??? Yes … from far inland in the huge groves spread out all over the flat land areas was the large industry that put this area of So Cal on the proverbial “map.” There were structures depicting oranges, but not to this size or proportion. But, at least they were round and orange. Jnaki But what about us living near the coastline and harbors? There were a few lots covered with orange trees. It was a spot to walk through to get back home from school. Oranges were a nice snack on the way home. The favorite orange drink was NeHi orange in a clear bottle. When we went to the our own Long Beach downtown area for a movie and shopping, right next door to an old movie place was an Orange Julius Shop that was not very big. A few stools and a bar, along with a work area that had several mixers. The secret scoop jar was out of reach for most customers and despite some of our teenage friends working there later on, that powder was “gold.” No one but the workers had access to it. We tried many versions to duplicate the orangish-powder, to no avail. “Close only counts in hand grenades and horseshoes…” Always came into play… So, later on in life, we moved to Orange County to start off our life together and have stuck around to this day. Less orange trees than in the late 50s early 1961, but there were still some trees on the hillsides. Even in North Orange County in the Anaheim/Fullerton/Buena Park area, there were groves of trees in the area, for processing. Today, it is mostly decorative, (Remember orange crates?) but some places still harvest orange trees. Ortega Highway in San Juan Capistrano comes to mind. YRMV Note: The favor or flavor of the Orange Julius in every shopping mall and community was almost as popular as a Starbucks on every corner idea. But, over time, the dropped out of favor. Now, it is almost 15 miles away for at least a taste of Orange Julius and it is not at a factory specific named store. It is an “added to a menu” of a different fast food group. Yikes! Time waits for no one...
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