EXTRA! EXTRA! EXTRAS Carmageddon Didn’t Happen on the #405 This Past Weekend; Armageddon Didn’t Happen 42 Years Ago On The Moon: Connections (#41)

Picture taken 20 July, 1969, of astronaut Edwin E. Aldrin Jr., lunar module pilot, walking on the surface of the moon during the Apollo 11 extravehicular activity (EVA). AFP PHOTO NASA

I was in Las Vegas with my Mother and Father when Man first walked on the moon and vividly remember how excited I was. I urged my Mom and Dad to go to the restaurant a few steps from the casino and watch this historic event.

My Dad was reluctant to leave the casino, it’s the reason why he came to Las Vegas in the first place, so off I went alone.  My heart was in my throat as I watched the historic Lunar Landing unfold. I wondered if Buzz Aldrin* would sink down into the moon itself and disappear. I actually thought the surface could be like quicksand here on Earth.  But it wasn’t and I was very relieved.

There was real danger, of course, and the Los Angeles Times had a wonderful story yesterday that addressed this unspoken reality.

*At the 2006 college championship game between the University of Texas and USC, I was invited to attend a tailgate party with Astronaut Buzz Aldrin in the parking lot of the Rose Bowl in Pasadena, CA.  (USC lost this gut-wrenching  game.)  I’ve refered to this story in another Blog – Connections #12.


Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin walked on the moon 42 years ago yesterday. But what would have happened if tragedy had fallen on the Apollo 11 mission?

In 1969, Richard Nixon was president and William Safire was his speechwriter. The first spacewalk was a huge deal for Nixon, who was mired in a Vietnam quagmire.

In a piece he wrote for The New York Times on the 20th anniversary of the lunar landing, Safire recalled that Frank Borman, the White House liaison with the astronauts, told him that he should not just have a victory speech planned for Nixon, but something prepared if the mission didn’t succeed.

Frank Borman, our liaison with the astronauts, brought the image-making up short with: ”You want to be thinking of some alternative posture for the president in the event of mishaps.” To blank looks at this technojargon, he added, ”like what to do for the widows.” Suddenly we were faced with dark side of the moon planning.  Death, if it came, would not come in a terrible blaze of glory; the greatest danger was that the two astronauts, once on the moon, would not be able to return to the command module.

So Safire wrote this touching piece that thankfully Nixon never had to read:

Fate has ordained that the men who went to the moon to explore in peace will stay on the moon to rest in peace.

These brave men, Neil Armstrong and Edwin Aldrin, know that there is no hope for their recovery. But they also know that there is hope for mankind in their sacrifice.

These two men are laying down their lives in mankind’s most noble goal: the search for truth and understanding.

They will be mourned by their families and friends; they will be mourned by their nation; they will be mourned by the people of the world; they will be mourned by a Mother Earth that dared send two of her sons into the unknown.

In their exploration, they stirred the people of the world to feel as one; in their sacrifice, they bind more tightly the brotherhood of man.

In ancient days, men looked at stars and saw their heroes in the constellations. In modern times, we do much the same, but our heroes are epic men of flesh and blood.

Others will follow, and surely find their way home. Man’s search will not be denied. But these men were the first, and they will remain the foremost in our hearts.

For every human being who looks up at the moon in the nights to come will know that there is some corner of another world that is forever mankind.

Fortunately that speech was unnecessary, and has been stored in the National Archives.

Copyright © 2011, Los Angeles Times



EXTRA! EXTRA! EXTRAS Armagedon in Los Angeles is “Carmagedon”: Connections #40

Aerial Photo of 405 Freeway in 1963 with Mulholland Bridge at bottom of picture

It doesn’t seem so long ago that I was standing in the roadway of the about-to-be-dedicated and opened 405 Freeway.  I was a newsreel cameraman shooting  film for KHJ-TV of the dedication ceremony presided over by then Mayor Sam Yorty.  The year was 1963.   I was 24-years old.  I remember thinking how damned high that Mulholland Bridge looked, and then someone told me the bridge was constructed from the top down.  Hmm, top down? Yes, that’s correct. The person went on to explain the pylons supporting the bridge were sunk into the mountain, much like a pile driver pounding a steel girder into the ground. Next, the concrete roadway was built , and then all of the dirt was scooped out, and voila, there was the Mulholland bridge.  I marvelled at the fact that scafolding didn’t have to be built, and men didn’t have to work on scaffolds at dizzing heights.

Mayor Sam Yorty, an affable enough gentleman, gave a brief speech, followed by a ribbon cuttting ceremony, and then coming over the rise beneath the impressive Mulholland Bridge were a bunch of antique automobiles.  ‘Old meets new’ made a nice shot .  Mayor Yorty then was whisked away by helicopter, I presume to go back to work at City Hall. Little did I know that I would direct and photograph the “This is the City” openings for the hit TV show “Dragnet ’69.”

Traffic on 405 Freeway near Mulholland Bridge

Fast forward to July 15, 2011, when half of the bridge is being demolished in what many people are calling Carmagedon.  I’m not going to predict whether or not traffic throughout Los Angeles will be a nightmare.

I remember the prediction the 1984 Olympics would be a nightmare for City Folks.  But guess what?  No traffic jams.  In fact, no traffic congestion at all, and no smog, a magnificent royal blue sky everywhere one looked.  Then the milllenium computer scare. The clocks inside our computers would stop, thus shutting down main frame computers and personal computers in Los Angeles and all over the world. But , again, this didn’t happen!

So, here we are approaching this momentous occasion.  What actually will happen no one knows for sure.  But one thing I do know is that I will miss that damned bridge, or rather half of that damned bridge, perhaps more than anyone else.

In 2012, for nostalgia’s sake, I may decide to find a way to stand in the middle of the closed 405 Freeway again, just before they tear down the other half, and then I would be  the only person in the City of Los Angeles to lay claim to having said a personal “hello” and “farewell” to the Mulholland Bridge.

In closing, Good Luck dealing with all of the traffic this weekend!