Counting Time... Is It Part Of The Rot? (page 2)

Farkel

: It was a regular part of our pioneer day and the best part (except for working in Mission Beach in the summer time!). Our favorite place was a little shop called Linda's Donuts in Pacific Beach. I wonder if it's still there?

You sure picked the best place in the USA to pioneer! I lived in PB (Crown Point, actually) for years, then moved to OB. Don't remember Linda's Donuts, 'cause I hung out at Tugs and Krishna Mulvaneys!

I did my pioneering in the Los Angeles area. :(

Farkel

"When in doubt, duck!"

r51785

Linda's Donuts was (is?) at the corner of Lamont and Grand, not too far from Crown Point! Krishna Mulvaneys is no longer there (I wonder what happened to the rusted Cadillac). I will never forget Krishnas because it was there that my JW first wife announced to me that our marriage was "over."
Tug's I seem to remember had a very good "Taco Night" or maybe I'm getting it confused with some other place like The Menu or The Pennant -- it was a while ago. There were lots of fine dives where one could eat cheaply.

tdogg

Yeah, try Salt Lake City in winter time, now theres a test of faith. Street work at 6 am was goddamn cold. Trudging through the snow on one unshoveled sidewalk after another. People would get pissed because they would stand there with the door open letting out their heat while you blithered on and on. I think they would take the watchtower just to get back inside. All of that just for a goddamn donut, and not even Krispy Kreme.

Oh yeah, to answer the post, I just needed to get my numbers. Round up always.

Farkel

: Yeah, try Salt Lake City in winter time, now theres a test of faith. Street work at 6 am was goddamn cold. Trudging through the snow on one unshoveled sidewalk after another.

I was born there and lived there until I was 18 years old. (We moved to Boise, Idaho for two of those years). I vacation pioneered for four or five summers in a row starting when I was 13. I pioneered full-time in my senior year in high school and you are right: there is nothing more depressing than trudging through freezing snow with the wind whipping into your face, knocking on doors and offering literature that no one wanted.

Why do you think I moved to Southern California in 1967? :)

Farkel

"When in doubt, duck!"

r51785

Street Work -- now there was a totally inefficient pointless way to count hours. I was introduced to street work in downtown San Diego. We would stand like wooden Indians in front of a large bank building from 6 AM to 7:15, then we would go eat breakfast and then go to the meeting for field service, counting time all the way.

It seems that little has changed. Nowadays I'm a sales rep for a large trucking company. My fellow reps and I go to breakfast from time to time at a small dive cafe in a little strip mall. I've noticed JWs standing around the strip mall like wooden Indians holding up WTs. After awhile they come into the cafe and eat breakfast too! No doubt they're pioneers.

tdogg

It must just be part of the mentality that you can earn your way into paradise. The slips, time sheets, the reports. Looking back it seems so strange now. So what if the WT goes in the trash after you leave, it still counts as a placement. We would even roll up old WT's and leave them in people's doors and that would count.

FArkel: I go to Oceanside every year for a week and I never want to leave. One of these times I might not. September in SLC is wonderful but it cant beat year round SoCal.

Englishman

Anyone here remember the pioneer recruiting song? It was sung by 3 dolly sisters at cicuit assemblies, "Wonderful, wonderful pioneering" sung to "Wonderful wonderful Copenhagen"?

Englishman.

Nostalgia isn't what it used to be....

Farkel

: FArkel: I go to Oceanside every year for a week and I never want to leave. One of these times I might not.

Next time you're there, go by 2320 Littler Lane. It's in a neighborhood called El Camino Estates (all the streets are named after famous golfers.) It's right by freeway 78 and El Camino Real, on the hill above the Northeast Corner of that intersection. That intersection is where the huge El Camino Real Mall is located.

That house is where I raised my two oldest children, and my two youngest children were born in that house. I delivered my youngest son there. I sold that house in 1981. I should have kept it, since today it is worth at least $650,000. Those gigantic Italian Cyprus trees lining the driveway were little 4 four-foot sprigs when I planeted them years ago.

Englishman is right: nostalgia just ain't what it used to be....

Farkel

"When in doubt, duck!"

logical

I always thought you were to do "good works" in secret, storing treasures in heaven, and that those who brag about it get their reward in full from man.....

Like the single mum pioneer who has various studies on the go, put up on a pedestal in the meeting.....

Utopian Reformist

Hey Farkel:

I lived in San Clemente at the other end of Camp Pendleton and the El Camino Real. I used to spend my evenings at Dana Point and at the San Clemente Pier.

I remember many a Saturday in Oceanside and at Carlsbad and Vista. I miss Orange County quite a bit. I later moved to Webb Way off of Malibu Road in Malibu, right across from the Colony and Pepperdine U.

I went to school at Pomona College in Pomona and then after graduation I moved back east. I was offered an engineering position at Cal Edison back then, but I turned it down. After coming back east, I was brainwashed by the borg. Perhaps, I should have stayed in LA after all.

I miss the beach cities the most. I still think about Seal, Manhattan, Torrance, Redondo, Huntington, Laguna Niguel, Laguna, San Onofre, etc... The Beach Boys were right..California Girls!

Counting Time... Is It Part Of The Rot?

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