Right Turns Only
Someone is always giving someone a plaque or a scroll for extraordinary conduct or service and this is to suggest that a medal or trophy be struck for Gregor Piatigorsky. But not for playing the cello, at which he is world famous. For cautious driving.
Nine years ago, after taking driving lessons for six months, Mr. P. ventured out on his own. Only one thing bothered him — the fierce, unrelenting refusal of motorists coming from the opposite direction to permit him to turn left at intersections. It became a complex. And for nine years Mr. P. has never made a left turn.
| When he goes somewhere he first gets out his map, locates his destination, and plots a course which provides for an interminable series of right turns. Sometimes it takes him more than an hour to make a trip that should take 15 minutes but he doesn’t care. It’s the principle. Traffic engineers and Mr. Parker’s boys should love Mr. P. They disapprove of left turns, too. ::
FRANK EVANS shot an ad lib into the air the other day and he knew immediately where and how hard it landed. Apropos of nothing he remarked jokingly that the fellows at another radio station were sitting around doing nothing. “Let’s shake them up,” he said, giving the number. “Everybody call and say, ‘I’m listening to Frank Evans on KRHM !’ ” After a while the poor swamped operator at the target station phoned and asked him please never do that again. Great kidders, disc jockeys.
:: TASTY :: IN THE absence of evidence to the contrary, it has long been my contention
that a bunch of vice-presidents in charge of detours, street excavations and other hazards meet secretly each week to conspire against the already frustrated public. How else can one account for the obstacle course which regularly confronts taxpayers? Clearly these troublemakers are at it again on 2nd St. between Spring and Main. For about a year now the sidewalk on the north side of the street has been closed to pedestrians because of construction of the state highway building. A sign advises them to use the sidewalk across the street. But for the last three months the other side of the street, the part in front of the county engineering building, has also been partly blocked by bracing for ::
A TV ADDICT I know has devised a formula for making next summer more endurable. When the fall programs swing into orbit he plans to divide them into
those he will follow and those he will skip. Next summer, when the reruns start, he figures he’ll have something fresh to watch — the programs he held in abeyance. Of course, it’s a gamble. TV tycoons have been known to double-cross the public. ::
AT RANDOM — A painting crew spelled out “SLOW CSHOOL XING” on the macadam of Ethel St. near Madison Street Junior High in San Fernando Valley. Next day, Bill Lathan reports, they returned and corrected it to “SCHOOL” . . . The turbulent seas have washed up an expanse of rocks at the north end of Will Rogers
Beach and Sunday Bob Martin heard a boy of 11 walking ahead of him remark to his companion, “This is where people with rocks in their heads come to shake them out” . . . Yes, it’s true; Pierre Priaulx of the West Los Angeles firm of Harrington & Preo, insurance brokers, simply got tired of spelling his last name for people.
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