Hoppy and Topper |
Later, approaching my teens and liking sports, I gave up cowboys and best liked the marching bands, especially the two from the universities playing the Rose Bowl game. It was a special treat when the Univ of Michigan came to town because their marching band played the best fight song ever written.
When I became a teenager, going to the parade was a square thing to do. My buddies and I would go to the beach, which was deserted, or drive the relatively deserted freeways, cruising for whatever it is that teenagers cruise for. This was great fun, too.
Pasadena was a great place to grow up in the fifties.
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