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“The true function of a preacher is to disturb the comfortable and to comfort the disturbed.”
— Rev. Chad Walsh, Campus Gods on Trial (Macmillan, 1953), p. 95.

Making a living in 1930s in Los Angeles
  Here’s more from a 1997 interview of my dad, John Joseph Norton (1927-1997), this bit about the cost of living in the late 1930s and his family’s restaurant adjacent to the University of Southern California:
   [My sister, Marjorie Ann Norton (1921-1997)] was a cashier at the theater that was directly across from our house [in Los Angeles]. I used to get into the show free because of that. In California they never had single shows, they were always double features. They always had two shows, whatever you saw.
   And during this same timeframe we had a restaurant which had nine stools to sit at the counter and two booths. And we had a steam table. And you could get a soup, salad, meat, two or three vegetables and a drink, and it cost 35 cents. [Q: What did the movie cost?] The movie cost a nickel! But it didn’t cost me anything. I got in free.
   In addition to that, we were just one block off of the campus to the University of Southern California, and a lot of college students ate in there, and they could buy a meal ticket for $5.00, which gave them $5.50 worth of food. And quite often, they would buy those at the beginning of the month and they would then eat at our restaurant—of course that gave us more business, more [unintelligble], but you couldn’t put bread or a bottle of ketchup on the table, ’cause they’d eat that! They’d just make a meal of something like that.
   Our hamburgers were always a dime, which was higher than some places. You could buy six hamburgers for a quarter in that timeframe. And oranges, which were real—these little Valencia oranges, which were real juicy? They were like two dozen for a nickel at the store. Hamburger meat was a nickel a pound. And Western Farms Dairies, that’s the first time I remember ever seeing homogenized milk, was in ’39, and it was a nickel a quart.

My daddy “bought and sold”
  In this transcript of part of a 1997 video interview of my dad, John Joseph Norton (1927-1997), he describes how his father, Joseph Edward Norton (1896-1950), got by in the 1930s selling used cars, about one of the “caravans” his family led with homeless Texans and “Okies and Arkies” from Texas to California, and about the night they stayed in a motel outside El Paso, listening to a great (if short) fight between Joe Lewis and Max Schmeling. That event, dubbed “The Fight of the Century,” precisely dated their overnight stay to June 22, 1938.
   My daddy ‘bought and sold.’ Now, as far as I’m concerned, he primarily was a used car dealer who worked for other people. …Dad came to California while we still lived in Houston [in the mid 1930s] and was working for a used car lot.
  And he came back to Texas on more than one occasion and we—sister and all of us—we’d ‘caravan’ cars, and this is during the depression, again, and people from Arkansas and Oklahoma and Texas—and they called them ‘Okies’ and ‘Arkies’ — would literally load all their belongings onto the automobile—and there were two of them, tied together, and they’d pull one car and drive the other one. And we drove cars that dad bought in the Houston or Dallas area to California and sold them and that’s how we made our living.
In all probability, very likely if they made $50 a car, they felt like they were making money. I would say that the total car price was less than $600. To buy it and to move it out there and to sell it for little more than that…particularly, when we were caravanning cars we usually had 16 or 18 cars with families in ’em—see they weren’t paid to drive out, but they were provided transportation for their families to go to California and look for work.
  What become of them after that, we—at least I never knew of any of them to have any continuing friendship with my family after they got there, but one of the things I can remember: We were in a little town this side of El Paso called ‘Sierra Blanca,’ and that was where we spent the night, and—a lot of the people slept in their cars. I think we had a motel that we stayed in.
But that was the night that Max Schmeling and Joe Lewis fought. And I think Schmeling had possibly defeated Lewis on one occasion and this was a re-match of the two of ’em, when—it was before World War II—when Joe Lewis knocked out Max Schmeling.

Seeking cat behavior pro
   HELP! I need professional recommendations for cat behavior help. Sam (speyed female), deaf and declawed, always pees in the litter box, but poops everywhere (sometimes in the litter box).
   No links or personal advice, please, unless your have experienced this exact same problem and there were no known medical issues, you tried multiple types of litter, and you tried multiple litter boxes
  The 14-y/o dog has no similar problem, but likes the “treats.” Sam’s next stop, otherwise, is another home or the shelter.

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I resolve to hate no person
   “I learned this lesson from General [Samuel Chapman] Armstrong, and resolved that I would permit no man, no matter what his colour might be, to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.”
      — Booker T. Washington

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