Greinton

[2Hot4TV]

Originally Posted by alysheba4

....gotcha, been in the LA burb. since birth.....its
bad.

Only if you're BROKE!

[alysheba4]

true, its the greatest if you have unlimited funds.....few do.

[Indian Charlie]

LA sucks if you are poor.

LA sucks if you are middle class.

LA sucks if you are rich.

helL.A. is just too crowded. The traffic is just unlivable.

[2Hot4TV]

Originally Posted by Indian Charlie

LA sucks if you are poor.

LA sucks if you are middle class.

LA sucks if you are rich.

helL.A. is just too crowded. The traffic is just unlivable.

If you live in the foothills it helps cut some of the traffic and work close to home. I have always be against the traffic for work and I do live in the foothill which cuts the traffic almost in half.
It's all a state of mind.

[Indian Charlie]

Originally Posted by 2Hot4TV

If you live in the foothills it helps cut some of the traffic and work close to home. I have always be against the traffic for work and I do live in the foothill which cuts the traffic almost in half.
It's all a state of mind.

Yeah, I was from West Covina.

In the local Indian dialect, West Covina roughly translated meant "Land of much smog"

[SCUDSBROTHER]

Originally Posted by Indian Charlie

Yeah, I was from West Covina.

In the local Indian dialect, West Covina roughly translated meant "Land of much smog"

Other than the smog, and the fairly mediocre (to bad) cuisine, you had it pretty good out there. Better than me. You lived up high in the hills, and ya daddy was a dentist. I lived a block away from the freeway, and Richard Ramirez had an addiction for cutting people up a block or 2 from an on-ramp. Plus, you probably had central air that Summer of '85. We didn't get it until '87. That Summer just wouldn't end. OMG!! Each week he was scalping 2 more people. It was so damn hot, too. People had to choose between sleeping bad in still 90 degree night heat, or opening windows. I remember people (who didn't even have dogs) were putting up beware-of-dog signs. He was a monster. They passed out those fliers with sketches, and they were nowhere close to what he turned out to look like. Shows you how fkd up the survivors were. Says a lady said he was a thin Latin on May 30, 1985. That's news to me. I don't think they told us that. Wow...Thanks......That was no fun. I guess they thought if they told us he' s Latin, then he'd of what? Left? Good? LOL....Guess they were worried about race problems breaking out. Maybe they didn't trust her. A guy slicing people up, and the cops were totally lost (everyone knew it, too.) We knew they weren't close to getting him. They couldn't stop him, and July/August was a bloody mess. It was not a Happy 4th of July!!

June 28th 1984
March 17th 1985
March 17th(again)
March 27th
April 15th
May 30th
July 2nd
July 5th
July 7th
July 7th (again)
July 20th
Aug 6th
Aug 8th
Aug 18th
Aug 24th
Aug 31st (caught)

Yea, 5 months of that Valley being on his butcher block. I'd still so love to hit him with an aluminum baseball bat. I guess, cuz we were carrying bats around during July n' August. I really hate him (even more than Broxton.)


He hit where? Glassel Park, Diamond Bar, Whittier, Arcadia, Monrovia, Rosemead, and Monterey park/Alhambra, Glendale, Burbank, Northridge, Mission Viejo, San Francisco etc.? Draw that on the map, and we were within that circle, and looked pretty due to be hit. He hit the San Gabriel Valley 9 times. He could easily of chosen West Covina, Covina, Glendora etc. (instead of Diamond Bar, Monrovia, or Arcadia.) That period was the worst thing about growing up out there. They called him the Night Stalker, and he was totally in love with the Devil. Everybody knew that much. He was carving pentagrams on anybody he could get a knife on. He did some unspeakable stuff that they didn't want to talk about. I guess he was probably gouging their eyes out. One Sick mthafkr.

[SCUDSBROTHER]

Greinton versus Precisionist was sort of a David versus Goliath thing. Whittingham had Greinton, and Fenstermaker had Precisionist. Not only that, but Precisionist didn't really want to even go 9f. He had to have a top day to beat Greinton.

[Indian Charlie]

Originally Posted by SCUDSBROTHER

Other than the smog, and the fairly mediocre (to bad) cuisine, you had it pretty good out there. Better than me. You lived up high in the hills, and ya daddy was a dentist. I lived a block away from the freeway, and Richard Ramirez had an addiction for cutting people up a block or 2 from an on-ramp. Plus, you probably had central air that Summer of '85. We didn't get it until '87. That Summer just wouldn't end. OMG!! Each week he was scalping 2 more people. It was so damn hot, too. People had to choose between sleeping bad in still 90 degree night heat, or opening windows. I remember people (who didn't even have dogs) were putting up beware-of-dog signs. He was a monster. They passed out those fliers with sketches, and they were nowhere close to what he turned out to look like. Shows you how fkd up the survivors were. They never even knew he was Latin until the end. That was no fun. A guy slicing people up, and the cops were totally lost (everyone knew it, too.) We knew they weren't close to getting him. He hit where? Diamond Bar, Monrovia, Temple city, and Monterey park/Alhambra? Draw that on the map, and we were in the center. We looked pretty due to be hit. That period was the worst thing about growing up out there. They called him the Night Stalker, and he was totally in love with the Devil. Everybody knew that much. He was carving pentagrams on anybody he could get a knife on. He did some unspeakable stuff that they didn't want to talk about. I guess he was probably gouging their eyes out. One Sick mthafkr.

The food actually got pretty good. Boca Del Rio for the best tacos anywhere, and there is a Japanese restaurant in Covina that got a 28 in Zagats, which made it the 2nd highest rated restaurant in all of California. The guy who owns it used to be the cook for Matsuhisu, or however you spell his name.

People worried too much about Ramirez. The odds of him hitting any one house were almost nil.

I was more worried about the people I knew, as you must know.

One guy I used to go fishing with in all those rock quarries along 605 got knifed in Industry buying crack. What a stupid way to go.

[2Hot4TV]

Originally Posted by Indian Charlie

Yeah, I was from West Covina.

In the local Indian dialect, West Covina roughly translated meant "Land of much smog"

In the mid 60s I can remeber it hurt to breath. Times have changed.