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by Ski Ingram My sister Sherrie worked at Winchell’s donut shop across the street from our house on Manhattan Beach Blvd. I used to go over after school and help by sweeping the floor, folding boxes and making crumbs out of the...
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by Ski Ingram My sister Sherrie worked at Winchell’s donut shop across the street from our house on Manhattan Beach Blvd. I used to go over after school and help by sweeping the floor, folding boxes and making crumbs out of the...
Read MorePosted by Ski Ingram | May 17, 2023 | Personal Stories |
by Ski Ingram In 1960, I believe it was, we moved from Curtis Ave to a house on Manhattan Beach Blvd in Redondo Beach, California. Across Manhattan Beach Blvd was a very large field we called the “Jap Field.” ...
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by Ski Ingram When I started the second grade, we had moved to a house on Curtis Ave. I had to walk to school every day and I only knew one way to get there and then home again. During the first week of school, I decided to go...
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by Ski Ingram My family lived at 1901 Pullman Lane in Redondo Beach, California. The house was on the northeast corner of Pullman and Flagler Lane. Pullman lane ran east and west with Flagler running north and south. Our house...
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by Ski Ingram I met Bill Robertson through my friend Kenny Gallacher, pronounced Gal-a-gher. No, I am not mis-spelling his name. He spells it with a “ch” not a “g”. Kenny used to tell a story about his father being...
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