We did a three hour tour of the Upper Reservation at Fort MacArthur (Angel’s Gate) yesterday, which is in our own backyard. On any other day, the dogs and I would have the place to ourselves. This shot’s taken from the pit at Barlow-Saxton.
A great turnout, with about 150 people showing up early on a Sunday morning. As advertised, flashlights and good shoes were required. The tour included stumbling around the dangerous darkness of the underground complexes beneath batteries Leary-Merriam (WWI era) and Battery 241 (WWII era, located beneath the Korean Bell).
The 241 jaunt included an incredibly cool relic that Jaylin found. More on that later.
Grampa in his office. Looks to be sometime in the ’60s. A few telling elements here shed some light on his character: the organized desk (meticulousness), the flag (patriotism), the hung photograph (his cherished friendships), and my personal favorite, the Popular Electronics magazine.
Also note the ashtray with the cigarette butt. That sneaky guy. I never knew. Just goes to show how responsible he was around his grandchildren. Hats off to him for keeping that from us.
Remember, remember the fifth of November, gunpowder, treason, and plot, I see no reason why gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.
I dug this movie. Sharp, juicy, potent writing. Say what you will about those Wachowski brothers; I love ’em. The whole thing was poetry.
Also glad to see Natalie Portman dig herself out of the hole that George Lucas has put her in these last several years. Go girl.
“Artists use lies to tell the truth; politicians use them to cover it up.”
— V
