By Allen Bacon, Editor, The Daily Bosco
Happy New Year! No bullets went through the roof of my home last night. So I'm happy about that.
I'm waiting in the dark anxiously awaiting the start of the Rose Parade....You know the parade where Southern California shows off how beautiful and gorgeous it is and everybody gets the idea to move over here.
Until 1984 New Years Day was a special time of year for me. This was the day I always spent with my Grandma Elva Rose Liesch Hughes at her home in Buena Park, CA (over by Knotts Berry Farm)...My brother Steve and I would go over on New Years Eve and she would let us stay up late and watch Johnny Carson and Guy Lombardo's show.
We would get up early and grab the LA Times and get the list of the floats in the Rose Parade and turn on Channel 5 KTLA and watch the Parade while Grandma made breakfast....then after the Parade it was out for a walk over to George's Diner around the block for a burger. On the way back we would stop at the corner market and pick up some stuff for lunch and dinner and a little toy for Steve and I.
Tommy, a wonderful Chinese gentleman who was part owner of the store and worked in the meat market would always give Steve and I a quarter each but on New Years he gave us two!... While Grandma started preparing the big dinner for the evening when all the relatives would come over, she gave Steve and I a turkey sandwich while the Cotton Bowl, announced by Lindsey Nelson on CBS was on which led to the Rose Bowl on NBC announced by Kurt Gowdy. Steve and I would play with our little toys, usually balsa wood gliders while the games ran into each other. Before you knew it it was time for the Orange Bowl on NBC and all the relatives were starting to come over. Next to Thanksgiving, it was Grandma Liesch at her finest....And she always made us eat the black eye peas on New Years for good luck....God, I miss Grandma.
They say you can't go home. But, last December I stopped over by my Grandma's old house on Indiana Street in Buena Park and went to George's diner for breakfast. It's run by a wonderful Mexican family now and features Huevos Rancheros for breakfast and wonderful Mexican coffee. The seats in the little diner are the same....It was like walking into a time warp...I got into a conversation with two of the locals and we reminisced about old Buena Park, Grandma Liesch, Fullerton, and Knott's Berry Farm. I then walked over to the old market which is run by another Mexican family and I loved it so much I will by my Carne Asada next time from them. I wanted Tommy to come out and give me a quarter but he was long gone... I bought a little inexpensive toy for old times sake.... My Grandma's old house didn't look the same but it looked better than ever. With the additions I didn't even recognize the old place....
I wonder if the lady of the house is having her grandkids and relatives over for black eyed peas and everything else today.
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