GARGOZO MANUSCRIPT

Having made it though the intersection at Eagle Rock Blvd we had of course passed the Spanish mission style building that had been Eagle Rock's Library since 1915 until it achieved historical landmark status and was immediately mothballed in 1970.  This necessitated opening a new library four blocks away on Caspar Ave for reasons I look forward to hearing someday.  The old building was given a shot as a cultural center which might have succeeded if it was still a functioning library but now that all printed and digital cultural materials were four blocks away………….. Unknown to Michael and me at the time of our traffic light excursion was that some twenty years later, we would enter the old library to attend the initial meeting of the Eagle Rock Independent Theater Troupe.  There was a surprisingly good turnout and things looked promising until a few people insisted on leading the group through a regimen of mission statement development that eventually destroyed

It slowly dawned on the three of us that we had made every traffic light since we left Brand Blvd.  We were driving home from Glendale back in the days when there were people actually living there that weren't Armenian.  Michael and Marc were with me, ages 12 and 8 at the time.  We were in my 1976 Mazda Mizer that despite being fairly new had a baseball-sized hole in the floorboard where a passenger in the front seat could observe between their feet the pavement passing beneath the car.  I had purchased the Mizer having discovered it was the cheapest thing available with four wheels.  I had done the same thing five years earlier when I bought a bright green Hornet made by American Motors.  In the 1970s auto makers required seven years to bring a new model to market yet both of these makes had been discontinued after only a few years. We were travelling east away from Glendale on Colorado Blvd.  Growing up in Eagle Rock I had spent surprisingly little time in Gle