One of the McCunes wrote in her journal in 1921: "I take the streetcar...This is the worst place for autos in the world and so many more of them." Was this how it looked?Can you imagine what Elisabeth Claridge McCune must have seen in those days?
This is how we saw it the other day (below). Quite different, don't you think?
And here's the BabyBoy acting like he's buying a ticket. So sad. The trains aren't even there anymore. It's been closed down since 2001, when someone was killed on it.
Here is my lovely tourguide, Daughter #2, pictured below, in front of the building where she works:
Check back tomorrow for "My Los Angeles: part three"...there's so much more to share!