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The tallest building in town was the Westward Ho Hotel because of the radio tower on it. Lots more Grapefruits than Oranges, actually. Shea Boulevard was a dirt road on the way to the Salt Rive and everything was citrus groves and vacant lots. We were practically in the dessert, neigbors were always killing rattle snakes in their yards and scorpions in their houses. If you can imagine, when I was little, in the fifties, there was nothing North of North Mountain, now you can drive for over an hour past there before the buildings start thinning out.
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