You mean someone buys this stuff?

"Began there in '51, grew up in Northtown LB, before the freeways turned to rivers of steel, glass and plastics..."

asvjerry-
You were not too far from the dairy farms of another era of LB. The stories from old timers and seeing pictures of LB convinced me this was a special area before WWII.

Father served in WWII, parents settled in LB. Their house note was $50 on the westside, which is where I grew up. Like other areas, LB has changed quite a bit.  More and more natives moving out of the area, as LB has joined the rest of the ridiculously priced beach ciities. 

Still a great location/ unbeatable weather. Demographic has changed over the last 20 years. Seems like more Gen X'ers, Millennials and younger from everywhere decided to move to LB. Also, like other metropolitan areas-gentrification in overdrive.

Homeless and psych patient population is out of control.

On a positive note, I have a few record stores in the neighborhood with cheap nuggets.

Tablejock, I hear you, 5x5....*G*

I return to the Grating LA area 51 periodically to visit what remains of family....bros' widow, niece in Lakewood, nephew in Redlands (who commutes daily into/out of LB....?!)....

I'd have Serious Issues with his daily drive...would likely resort to some insane vehicle weaponry to cope....this is from one who only gets a speed tix once a decade, because I grew up in that morass. *L*

Ah, LB....."I can get you to LAX in 'bout a half hour....just don't look out the windows....that's right, turn the radio up and contemplate the Art of Creative Driving..."

Yup, remember the dairy lots in Paramount, and raw milk cream topped.
Didn't die from it, but did relish it.

Used to 10spd from NLB to Huntington Beach & Back. Still have the thighs from it...graduated to powered 2 wheels, which served well in the 
Bay Area when I escaped SoCal...moving North later to beyond the 
Redwood Curtain....

Recycled to Oaktown for further escapades....;)
Spouse (later....lived in glorious sin for long enough....still in my company, everyone is amazed, even us for that matter *L*) wanted a SF zip code, 'K.
We left in '90.  Landed in HOU for a decade x 1.5.  Was great until it grew back into a face-grabbing monster on many levels, none on the level...

Asheville, NC....SF East, initially.  But the FLidians are escaping the rising tides, the NYawrkers aren't just vaca-ing anymore....

But we've tired of surfing the curl of society's breaking waves.
Our business is growing beyond our wildest explanations.
No desire to retire....just back the throttle handles. and give some brighteyed bushtailed a gig they won't get elsewhere while I disturb them with Tales of the Decrepted. *L*

Next time I end West, I'll be in touch. ;)  Let's wander up to Blue Jay Way (It does exist, beyond the song...), burn some herb, and try to find the way home....*L*

That'll get us back in time for sunrise at 'Tin Can Beach'...no doubt. ;)

Natively urs, J

Ah, raw milk. Quite a treat. Just picked up half a gallon, big old timely glass jug and everything!

Yup, good stuff. ;)
The only way closer is 'straight from the tap'...which is quite warm. *s*

"...I'm addicted to roofs 'n jets...."
....and refrigeration...*g*