Tuesday, December 31, 2024

NEW YEAR'S EVE

Another year has come and gone!. Old Man 2024 is outta here. Don't let the door hit ya where the dog shoulda bit ya! The good news is that 2025 will be perfect and great, so fear not. 

As usual, I will be spending New Year's Eve with my Hollywood friends, we will be laughing about how much money we have. It's more fun than you might think! But my understanding is that not everyone has Hollywood Friends. Can this be true? 

For instance, I have a series of photos from a New Year's party from December 31st, 1955. I don't see Jimmy Stewart or Marilyn Monroe, but maybe they were behind the camera? The party is in the basement, so everyone can whoop it up as much as they want, and by the looks of this group, they really whooped!


Silly hats! America had perfected the technology, putting us way ahead of the Russkies. On the other hand, they had borscht, which you have to admit is better than hamburgers. JUST KIDDING!


That lady is just visible in the first photo, her top looks suspiciously like a maternity blouse. That upright piano is just itchin' to be played, and that man is ready to bang out "Rock Around the Clock" or "The Ballad of Davy Crockett". 


I guess the fellow to the left just graduated, he has his diploma glued to his mortarboard. It's OK to be proud! He married his high school sweetheart, and they make a cute couple. 


Somebody call the cops! This thing is way out of control! Seeing these pictures makes me miss a good basement. My dad had his old hi-fi downstairs (the new stereo was upstairs), it was the one that my siblings and I used a lot. There was also his reel-to-reel tape player, and a workroom where he could practice tying flies (you know, for fishing).


My wish is for a year of health and happiness for all Junior Gorillas!

Monday, December 30, 2024

Views From the Rocket Jets

I have a set of scans of photos from the Dream Team - Irene, Bruce, and James! All of these are views from the Rocket Jets (RIP), which is pretty cool.

After taking the gantry from ground-level up to the Rocket Jets platform, you might see a view like this as you headed toward your vehicle; down below, the north Mary Blair tile mural. In the distance, some of the spires of Sleeping Beauty Castle, and the tip-top of the hoodoos of Big Thunder Mountain are about all that is visible beyond all of the trees.


Next we're peering down into what is mainly the Tomorrowland Terrace dining area. Beneath the roof to our left is some shady seating, as well as the counters where you could order your space burgers. Umbrellas in unfortunate colors of lilac, pink, and beige (like a bruise) provide additional respite from the sun. Rolly Crump's stage has been altered - it looks pretty awful IMO; I really do try to avoid being overtly negative most of the time (believe it or not), but YEESH. 


Thirdly, a view somewhat south east-ish, with the moving ramps up to the queue level for Space Mountain to our right, and Mission to Mars dead ahead, although the signage has been removed from the façade, indicating that this photo is very likely post-1992, when MtM closed (to be eventually turned into Rocket Redd's Pizza Planet). I'm wondering what the deal is with that "atom" symbol that almost looks chalked onto the pavement... any ideas?


Many thanks to Irene, Bruce, and James!

Sunday, December 29, 2024

OK-zles

There's nothing wrong with today's scans, in fact they're kind of pretty - just a bit dull I suppose. These are  dated "August 1961", and our photographer was mighty taken with Sleeping Beauty Castle juxtaposed with the snow-capped Matterhorn. I always have to look closely for red shirts in case there were climbers on the mountain, but I don't see any. I like the way the composition is framed by foliage, so that our eyes don't fly off into outer space. There is the usual compliment of guests on their way to someplace else, and the other guests hanging out on the bridge, taking in the sights, and perhaps looking at some swans.


Is this one "POSTCARD WORTHY"? I admit that I am just assuming that swans are there, but they might have flown the coop. I think I can juuust see "the dent", but I don't see "the stain". However, the corner tower to our left has two entirely different stains, which is good news for everybody.


Saturday, December 28, 2024

New York World's Fair

You know me, I love some pictures from the 1964 New York World's Fair! Hopefully you do, too. 

This first one was sold as "Man and girl at carnival", but I'm an evil genius and recognized the roofline of the "Festival of Gas" pavilion to the extreme left, as well as that distinctive trashcan, I've only see that style at the Fair (though I'm sure they were used elsewhere). Picnic lunches were OK at the NYWF. I'm not really sure what that very colorful area just behind our heroes was - looking at a map it could be the location for Mastro Pizza. What?? It's Sbarro or nothing!


Outside the Moroccan Pavilion, visitors gather to watch performers. What kind of performers? Well, the sign above the little ticket booth says that you might see a SNAKE CHARMER, a FIRE EATER, a HOT WATER DRINKER (Huh??), a MAGICIAN, or FOLKLORE DANCERS. I'm just happy that I got to see the helmet of hair on the woman with the gray sleeveless top, it is a masterpiece of artistry and engineering.


This next one is the best of the bunch, in my opinion. It's a pretty spectacular view of the Progressland pavilion, with crowds aplenty waiting in line to see (among other things) Walt Disney's Carousel of Progress, and a genuine fusion reactor. The building is striking, and huge. At first I thought that people to the left were coming down the ramp after viewing the exhibits inside (sort of like at Disneyland), but they all appear to be walking up. Don't you wish you could join them?


And finally, we're at the Chrysler Pavilion over in the Transportation Zone. Late-model Chryslers appear to hover above the water, but don't drive your new vehicle into the nearest pond, that is not covered by your warranty. You may have notice the World's Largest Car, the gas mileage is terrible, but it can seat a family of 30 comfortably. The cigarette lighter is the size of a trashcan.


Friday, December 27, 2024

Pre-show, February 1961

I have two very nice scans for you today, starting out with this especially good photo of a mother and her two kids, aboard the Disneyland Hotel tram. It's not very crowded at this time of the morning! The classic Hotel looks great, with the famous "erector set" beams. Both the mom and the daughter loved the color red, and they weren't afraid to show it. The girl is all ready to take pictures, with her Kodak Brownie (a "Starmatic"? Nanook will know).


The tram dropped everyone off at the entrance, and the son took a picture that included his dad. 


I zoomed in hoping to ID some of the paper items they have, but the only one I know for sure is the blue "special pass" held by the girl.


Here's a better look at one! The park produced different-colored passes for different years, I have a pink one, and I've seen yellow examples as well.


EXTRA! EXTRA! I just noticed that Pops has this 1961 "Welcome to Disneyland" brochure in his coat pocket. FYI, you'll be learning more about it (and its brethren) in less than a week.


Thursday, December 26, 2024

Randos From the 1970s

The SEVENTIES. Maybe you've heard of them? Disco. Star Wars. Um... other stuff. Hey, I'm busy, I don't have time to do a book report, gee whiz! Sorry, I get worked up. Today's scans are from that decade, the only decade where nothing bad happened, according "Happy Time Magazine".

A giant donkey is loose on Main Street - but he's not causing any problems, so send the Swat team home. Yes, those boys will be disappointed, but maybe they can shoot at some tin cans or something. Kids sure seem to love this donkey, they can sense his emotional void, and attempt to fill it with a little love. Note to self: buy some purple pants like that one kid has. 


In the 70s, you heard "The Hustle" everywhere you went, even Disneyland. And everybody boogied down all the time, even grandmas and grandpas. That flute, you couldn't resist it. Here's a nice sunny photo of the Matterhorn, with a bit of Peoplemover track (but no actual Peoplemover, alas). There's also a red Skyway gondola, and at first I thought there was a blue one too, but that's just where some emulsion flaked off due to El Niño.


This is my final day out of town, never fear!

Wednesday, December 25, 2024

Merry Christmas

Oh man, I spilled hot cocoa on my computer. Luckily I paid for cocoa insurance; people laughed at the time, but NOW who's laughing? Anyway, it is Christmas Day, I don't know if anybody told you. But it is! And to celebrate, I am sharing a few vintage photos from days of yore.

Let's start with this unsettling image (from December, 1960) of a terrifying Santa Claus holding a boy who desperately wants to be handed back to mother. Santa's beard is yellow from nicotine and dribbled bourbon. "Quit squirming, kid!". Does the boy have bells on his shoes? Maybe that way mom always knows where he is. As do the cartoon mice.


Next, it's Christmas morning, 1961. A lucky boy has heaps of presents to open, why he is almost as spoiled as I was! He's opening something called a "Sketch-O-Matic". 


Here's one:


And you can get an idea of how it worked, though I confess that I don't get it entirely.


Next, it's the same boy, three years later (1964). He looks about the same, but hey, date stamps don't lie. Maybe his mom let him drink gin to keep him small? Anyway, once again he has heaps and heaps of presents, and good ones too. He and mom seem to be examining a cool toy car, perhaps it needed batteries. In the foreground, an ARMY HELICOPTER. Nice. I looked to see if I could find this exact model on the internet, but had no luck. There is also a quality "Buddy L" horse truck. And more! What a lucky guy.


I hope all of you have a warm and wonderful day!

Tuesday, December 24, 2024

Christmas at Disneyland

It's almost the BIG DAY! I recommend listening to Bing Crosby's album of Christmas classics to put you in the mood. Or Nat King Cole, he's good too. Or even Elvis! Maybe you need to finish wrapping those last few presents, or you are doing prep for tomorrow's dinner (do you have enough boxes of pizza rolls?). Wear your ugly sweater, even if it is 90º out, OK? I have some classic Disneyland holiday images for you, too.

Let's start with this 1958 photo of the Monsanto House of the Future, with a red ribbon on it. I'm sure all of you have found out how hard it can be to put a big ribbon and bow on an S-class Mercedes (the  traditional Christmas gift), imagine wrapping an entire house! Get the butler to help, it will make things so much easier.


Next is this photo from 1967, with the Matterhorn (and the star) on a clear winter day. It looks like there is still some leftover construction walls near the entrance to the New Tomorrowland. Two little boys in identical outfits stroll towards the Omnibus, where are their parents? I suppose the three ladies walking toward them could be their caregivers.


And finally, from 1971 comes this nice photo from Town Square looking north(ish) on Main Street, with the classic garlands and bells overhead. Tasteful, but effective. The guy to the right looks like he could have gone to my high school, I hope he enjoys those Marlboro Reds. The Streetcar is coming our way, he might have to ring the bell so that guests aren't squarshed. 


I'm still out of town, and out of order!

Monday, December 23, 2024

A Very Special Holiday Post!

Whoo-hoo! Some weeks ago, I had an email exchange with GDB friend Steve DeGaetano (our resident locomotive expert), and he mentioned his plans to recreate the first miniature train set he ever received, and run it under his Christmas tree. I asked him if he would send me some photos once he had it set up, and he did a lot more than that - he offered to author an article about his history with toy trains, and include images. Here is that article!

For many Americans,  toy electric trains and Christmas go together hand-in-hand. As Ron Hollander wrote in his seminal book on  Lionel trains, “All Aboard!”, “Trains – real as well as toy – have always been inextricably linked with Christmas. Real trains chuffing through snowy landscapes brought people home for this major family holiday. Toy trains were a special and expensive gift, particularly appropriate at Christmas. The practice of setting up a crèche evolved into the building of a “Christmas garden,” a miniature winter scene. This was but a short step to trains circling the Christmas Tree.” 

So, in that spirit, I’m going to share a little bit of that magic.



On a mild Christmas morning in Canoga Park CA, in the winter of 1970, Santa Clause brought me my very first toy electric train set. As a bleary-eyed four-year-old, I stared rapt at the sight before me: Running noisily on a loop of 3-rail track screwed to a green-painted piece of plywood was a genuine Lionel electric train! The set featured a black “Nickel Plate Road” steam locomotive, Green “Burlington” gondola, black Santa Fe flatcar and a brown Nickel Plate caboose. Unbeknownst to me then, Santa had brought me the absolute cheapest Lionel train in the 1970 catalog! 



However, he redeemed himself somewhat by including a separate-sale yellow Sunoco tank car and a blue Northern Pacific hopper.



It may seem ironic for those that know me, but I was sorely disappointed that the locomotive was a steam engine, instead of the huge diesels that I had seen roaming the tracks of the San Fernando Valley!



But moving the lever on the black transformer, hearing the motor buzz and the wheels clickety-clack over the rail joints, and smelling the ozone from the hot motor eventually captured my heart.



Lionel had been founded by Joshua Lionel Cowen in 1902, but by 1969, it was faltering, coming under different corporate umbrellas. By 1970, MPC produced the trains (itself a division of General Mills), and the line was a shadow of its former self—that year’s “catalog” was only a folded poster (at Lionel’s peak in the 1950s, the catalog was nearly 50 pages thick). The old die-cast metal trucks (wheelsets) and couplers on the cars had been replaced by plastic versions; each car now only featured one operating coupler (the other ones were fixed); and the caboose didn’t even have a coupler on the rear, making “switching” impossible! The locomotive side rods were simplified, and there was no working headlight. But whatever it was, that train set was mine, and I spent many years highballing around my miniature world.



(My mother had a mild stroke when she found out that I had discovered the train set box in the garage some time after Christmas—a sure sign that the train set might not actually have come from Santa’s workshop. But oh my, that inimitable Lionel cover art was surely the stuff of dreams!)



Over the years, I got into the smaller HO trains, and my original Lionel train set was lost, or more likely thrown out, as many of my toys were as I got older. In 1987, while in a North Hollywood train store called “The Roundhouse,” a display cabinet had been left open, and I was able to heft an original Lionel steam locomotive that had been made in 1945. It was solid die-cast metal, and the sensation of its massive weight startled me, because my Lionel was all-plastic and weighed practically nothing. I was hooked again!



This year, I thought it might be fun to re-create my original Lionel electric train with near-mint pieces, and run it under the tree. It took a little ingenuity tracking down the various cars. The “Wabash Cannonball” set had several different car road names and detail changes over the years it was available (Why a Nickel Pate Road train would be called the “Wabash Cannonball,” from a different railroad entirely, is anyone’s guess). Home movies of me that Christmas definitely showed the green gondola, and I had distinct memories of the yellow tank car. I picked up a 1970 catalog from eBay, and was able to verify the set pieces. The yellow tank car and blue hopper had model numbers, so I was able to run eBay searches for those. I was also able to run searches for the Nickel Plate locomotive, tender and caboose. So over the course of several months, I was able to reassemble that original train set (Ironically, being the cheapest set in the catalog, even over 50 years later, the pieces aren’t all too expensive; the cars hover around $10 each, and the locomotive can be had for less than $35.00).



We set up our tree the Saturday after Thanksgiving, and after it was trimmed, I carefully placed my Lionel electric train on the track; first the locomotive and tender, and then the cars, with the caboose bringing up the rear. I notched open the transformer throttle, and the little train sprang to life. As it rumbled around the track, the ozone smell and sounds transported me back through time and space, until once again, it was 1970, Christmas, in my house on Chase Street in Canoga Park, fulfilling my dream of being a train engineer.



I was never lucky enough to have a toy train when I was a kid - it's possible that my parents were correct when they assumed that I would play with it for three days and then move on to something new. But to this day, there is just something about a beautiful miniature train running through the "snow" and a mountain range(or is it a city?) of presents beneath a lit Christmas tree. The ultimate "warm fuzzies"! THANK YOU so much to Steve DeGaetano for writing today's article and for sharing photos of his recreated 1970 setup!

PS, I will be out of town for a few days starting today. As always, there will be new posts for you each day. I'll talk to you all soon!

Sunday, December 22, 2024

Vintage Christmas Gift Labels

And now for something a little different! No Snoozles or Blurzles. So here's the deal: many years ago, after my grandmother passed away, we were going through her desk - where she paid bills, wrote cards and letters, kept decks of cards for bridge, and so on. In one drawer was a little green envelope with small un-gummed (stick them on with mucilage!) Christmas labels that appear to be from the 1920s. Or earlier? I suspect that they are pre-Great Depression at least. I found them to be very charming, and my mom gave them to me, happily. I thought it would be fun to scan them and share them with you!

A Dickensian coach travels along a snowy lane at night, laden with passengers and parcels. 


This one hints at the existence of motorcars - it doesn't really narrow down the date much, but I'm still leaning toward "the 1920s".  


A candle held in a candlestick feels very classic, perhaps thanks to 'A Christmas Carol", The colorful pattern reminds me a bit of Gustav Klimt artwork.


These old "tear off" paper calendars were a staple of silent movies!


It's hard to know which direction the letter "S" is supposed to go, especially when you've been taught to write by Spanky and Alfalfa. The kid reminds me of early Maxfield Parrish illustrations.


Is using my X-ray vision the same as "peeking"?


I've never tried a traditional English Christmas pudding, is it like a fruit cake? Do you drench it in brandy and set it alight? Do you wear it on your head?


"Peeking" - Peking - I get it!


I think Wally Boag's grandfather must have written these puns. It's the only explanation.


A toy soldier guards this package, you'd better not mess with him.


And lastly - a bunch of old-fashioned alarm clocks remind us that there is PLENTY of time until December 25th.


I hope you have enjoyed these vintage gift labels!