Bush’s appearance at Monday night’s Distinguished Speakers series’ inaugural event at the Terrace Theater will likely be met with enthusiastic, but not rabid, applause and quiet attention.
Among the more than 1,000 passengers stepping ashore in Long Beach was Mayor Wade, whose written comments were handed out to the 800 crew members. He assured them that the Queen would be well cared for under the city’s stewardship. “It is expected that the vessel will have a continued life of at least 300 years,” he said.
In mid-May 1997, after two hours of discussion, the council torpedoed the Queen’s adventure to Japan.
The name that you shall call the bridge henceforth: Long Beach International Gateway Bridge.
Here in Long Beach, you can be entered into a drawing for a Nintendo Switch or a couple of nights in one of the city’s fine hotels. The catch? To be eligible you have to get a vaccination that will prevent you from dying a slow and miserable death.
Many of the weak-of-heart who have over the years abandoned the southern part of the the aptly-named Golden State, have kept the “the,” so you’ll hear it now and again in some of the lesser western states. But it remains, by birth, a Southern California thing.
I did manage to see one film at the Cinerama Dome. It was my birthday, Jan. 12, 1969 and I asked my parents to drop me and my best friend off at the theater to see Stanley Kubrick’s “2001: A Space Odyssey.”
Without getting tangled up in the intricacies of medical science and the whole messy business about how viruses work, Trump nearly a year ago put the threat of coronavirus in terms that a layperson could understand: “It’s going to disappear. One day, it’s like a miracle, it will disappear.”
Today, March 10, is the 88th anniversary of the Long Beach Earthquake.
They call it their “golden ticket” and include a photo of getting a shot, or a filled-out CDC card reminding them (and you) of their second shot appointment, which will give them eternal life.
