About This Blog
This blog features: neighborhood restaurants, nearby restaurants, downtown restaurants, Casa View Shopping Center, nearby shopping, Downtown shops.
I will first list places and my connections with them. For the spirit of completeness, I will then list other places, known to me but not visited. I choose not to list the unknown.
I like the section entitled Places I Wish I Had Visited.
My focus is places and locations which existed from 1953, when I moved to Dallas, until 1965, when I graduated from high school. This list will continue with my college years, until I turned 21. I left Dallas in 1969 and, as I did not return except to visit my parents until 1973, my memory of East Dallas ends at that time.
Some categories were easy to separate – restaurants and shopping. Some experiences are not so easy to categorize, but are still meaningful. They may be all lumped in together, and then teased out as other connections are made.
Music wise, we may have thought we were born of the “wrong generation.” I always thought the older generation (i.e. 3 to 4 years older than me) had a richer and deeper experience.
But we, the beginning of the Baby Boomer generation, had it best – stable family life, rising expectations for the middle class and parents who wanted to give so much to their children, which most did not have in their childhood. We were left to play and roam outdoors to make our own fun. We had the best toys and the best music.
And yet we lived in tumultuous times – the Cold War, Civil Rights, Integration and the Kennedy Assassination through the killings of Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King.
Hopefully we came out as loving, caring, sharing adults whose experiences made us better people and gave us the ability to show appreciation and gratitude for the neighborhood and experiences which enriched us and our loved ones.
We lived at Peavy Rd. and Edgelake when I was growing up . It was one of the best views in Dallas, overlooking White Rock Lake and downtown Dallas. I used to sit out on the big front porch and look at the moon. I remember all of the above mentioned houses, loved the Thornton mansion on E. Grand. All my relatives lived in Forest Hills, big, huge trees, acre and half acre lots and lots of shade in summer with the cicades chirping. Loved to spend the night with my grandparents on Santa Clara.
ReplyDeleteI think I lived all over Dallas (bebopping between relatives that would put up with me) but my favorite residence was when I moved back in with Mom and her second?, no third husband (he was president of the Civic Reading Club) at 1414 Buckner Blvd just south of Casa Linda. Had a swimin pool, fruit orchard and a passel of step brothers and sisters who were all bad influences. This house is directly across Buckner Blvd from an enormous creepy edifice covered with religious statuary (we called it the Convent) and were sure it was haunted and never set foot on the property, though we made ourselves at home running pell-mell across everyone else's property.
ReplyDeleteReinhardt was the weirdest old school with the strangest kids (one "Ovie Ray" killed 20 cartons of chocolate milk for lunch and promptly upchucked and another guy liked to start fires in the trash cans and once hopped a freight train to Midalothian, true story) and in the DISD only topped for bizarreness by R. T Hill (Um, we moved North after a year or two to Charing Cross Dr.) as the city started bussing in ' 71 and the place was a war zone.
Thankfully we moved to South Texas the next year but eventually ended up back in Big "D". BA Srs ' 77, yeah!