Cruising

Cruising in those days had a different flavor but cruising with Anissa had a flavor all of it’s own! First, she was tiny and needed pillows to drive with! Second everyone sees that Pinto, but that was not her first car she had a Rambler I think it was called, anyway we always called them your grandmother’s car! Some kids would use house paints and turn them into either hippy-mobiles or suffer-mobiles but hers was a sad-mobile! (She said she wanted a dune buggy!) You should have seen her brother try to crawl in to it!

She also liked to let the thing run forever on empty, and surprisingly it did! But there were many times that we had to get out and push and boys in those days didn’t come to your rescue they usually rode past repeatedly and harassed us!

So for obvious reasons she preferred to have someone else drive when we cruised! (We won’t even go into her needing her glasses to drive and the times she almost killed us because we were playing car tag or some guys were driving up beside us and she didn’t want them to see her with her glasses on! She did something with her license and got the restriction dropped, but I don’t remember now how she did it! She shouldn’t have though! The craziest was when she drove with her sunglasses late at night because she didn’t want anyone to know she needed glasses glasses!)

And we all LOVED the radio and she would jam her tail off when ELO came on! And we’d laugh and have a good time and try to hit Manchester and Lincoln before it got too late and get the guys from Loyola to buy beer for us! (Shh, I didn’t say that!)

Anyone remember those Hoddy burgers over on Sepulveda the ones with the yellow corn buns, God she always got one (no cheese) for all of us in the car to share even when we had the munchies! Oh and that’ll be three waters to go OK! But if she called home and had to bring something for Paul, it was three double Shacks with cheese and a bag of fries, (and three waters for my friends here!) Some times we hit the cigarette machines at the Marina Hotel or Coffee Shop or the House Of Pancakes for her mom or my mom who both smoked alot.

Those were the fun days before our senior year when everything went to hell!

And his name was Gary Kanabrocki (not Kanobrocki) and he died in 1981 as school was going into session again! (I wanted to get that right!)

My name is Jana.