Saturday, March 26, 2016

Cynical Easter Edition

We used to have rabbit for dinner at Easter, at my dad's request.

Yep.

It was really, really yummy.

I guess that made me feel a little bit guilty, but not guilty enough to stop eating it.

Everyone who knew my dad knew he was a flea market addict, and he would come home with all manner of treasures: craftsman furniture in need of a little love, baseball memorabilia... well, one day he came home with a rabbit. We named it Rosebud, for reasons I no longer remember, and he built a hutch underneath the porch for it. That thing grew to the size of a Westie terrier and terrorized everyone. Loved my dad though. All the animals always did.

And we never ate rabbit again.

Rosebud is buried in the backyard, alongside Molly the cat, Rupert the chinchilla, and his final cat, Fighty-Bitey, who turned out to be a helluva lot nicer than the rabbit.

You know, rabbit stew is quite delicious.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Thoughts from Craig Doerge

Am saddened to just now learn- off of FB, about your Fathers passing in Feb. I don't think this would have happened in the 70's...(before smart phones & FB etc) . Imo, We've become less close to each other in this new digi world, but ? 

Of any man in City Planning I ever got to meet, your Dad seemed always to be the most comfortable in his own skin:… eccentric, (always);) cantankerous (sometimes);) and very funny when he'd come here w/ Betty for a visit … All brought about by you being Kate's good friend He was one of a few of Judy's friends that didn't 'judge me' for making my living in Rock & Roll! & buying a house in Linda Vista;) We were always happy to see him and Betty when they would come by the house for a visit, and I regret that our visits dropped off in time, as you and Kate became full grown and went off into the larger world…" (...How come I like the older world?…:-)

I tell people all the time about about knowing John, and, that because of your Dad, ALONE! , we have our wonderful OLD TOWN in Pasadena, which is a big success! Your Dad may have loved 'The Dodgers… but his love of Historical Preservation will be forever appreciated. Maybe he was a randy joke teller & your Mother may have put up with a hell of lot over their years together:) Good on her..& you & Aimee too (imo, you were raised in 'The Club of 'special?) Most all wonderful!