I remember the May Co: As a junior high student, my best friend and I would walk back and forth between May Co. and Ohrbachs. This was pre-mall hanging out (early 1960s).

Also Thrifty Drug: My mother's part time job; my first (and only) off the book job -- untangling jewelry and wrapping gifts -- 1960.

And driving along Wilshire near Fairfax, in the late '60s, the smog hurt my eyes so badly that I had to pull to the curb and stop.