Father’s Day Sunday was so very nice in Beverly Hills. The sun was warm, its rays sparkling through the swaying of the elm and eucalyptus trees. It smelled fresh and clean. Early in the evening I decided to ride my bike up to the post office — about a mile away — and maybe cruise [...]
While rummaging through some old file folders I found this advertisement; it appeared in the Los Angeles Times on February 24, 1970 – while the Cold War was still raging.