“… the bibbs are Leo Morelli’s, and with the super lowtides coming up Friday on, I’m going to drop them off on my way to check out Acid Beach, then visit where his boat sank. It’s very close to the best sea cave I know of as far as one having life inside. Enjoy. John.”
1959: 63: I watched Dance Party faithfully and became a great fan of Lynn Facciola and Frank Pisa, two of the popular San Francisco show’s biggest stars. Every weekday afternoon the camera followed all their moves, the ones I NEVER could get right.
(Do you remember the Seinfeld episode where Elaine displays her lack of rhythm and athleticism? That’s me, ok.)
Yes, I was a groupie.
Here’s a photo of Frank Pisa with a lovely portrait of Lynn Facciola in the background.
Today I received an e-note from Manny Interiano who told me:
“Frank Pisa’s wife Jo sent me a copy of your article [click here] about my buddy Frank Pisa and the Dance Party. I really enjoyed it, but then again it is always good to hear from someone who is from the same time and space.
I hope that you visit our web site and relive some of your memories. I hope that you write me; I would love to share memories with you.”
If you enjoyed Dick Stewart’s KPIX “Dance Party” tv show as much as I did– email Manny here .
Besides 5 tires yesterday and the usual assortment of debris, I found a very nice pair of sand-clogged Henri Lloyd bibs on the beach just north of Ano Nuevo.
Seeing that they were $455 online, and thinking that they were related to the Lou Denny Wayne that went aground north of Gazos Creek last week, I called the owner of the fishing vessel. His employee thought they were his but I haven’t talked to Lou Denny Wayne’s owner yet. A chance to commit a random act of kindness related to my Marine Debris obsession at Christmas time is a gift to me. Besides, it will be a great excuse to make the big circle from Santa Clara to Santa Cruz to Pescadero, something I don’t do very often these days….
When I first moved here in the 1970s, there was one bookstore called Coastside Books, located in an old house on Kelly Ave, near Highway 1. The proprietors were Diane and Richard Gates, an attractive and intellectual young couple. [Friends tell me Richard still lives on the Coasstside but he doesnât use email.]
In the late 1970s Inga and Jules Sofer bought the Gatesâ Coastside Books and moved with the store several times, always seeking a more comfortable location, from Kelly Ave to Main Street, where at one point they were neighbors of Elizabeth McCaugheyâs tea and coffee shop.
When my âHalf Moon Bay Memories: The Coastsideâs Colorful Pastâ? book was published in 1978, Inga hosted a booksigning at her shop [after a gallery run by Randall Reid on Kelly Ave hosted the first one] then located in one of Half Moon Bayâs old style Main Street house.
I know this: When you talk to Inga you feel like youâre sharing words with a close friend. Her smile is warm and genuine, her wit right on target. She knows writers, local and international, and sheâs blunt when judging these artists.
And when it comes to finding extraordinary greeting cards, the kind you pen a special note on, Inga has superb taste. Iâve never seen a finer selection of artistic cards anywhere.
Inga remains the moving force and husband Jules is always supportive and friendly. I saw them today and its always a great pleasure to visit with these professionals.
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I’ve known Bay Book’s Kevin Magee just as long as I’ve known Inga and Jules Sofer. By “knowing,” I mean all these folks are professional booksellers.
But they are good in different ways. While Inga’s style is more intimate, Kevin is more outgoing.
As I recollect, I first met Kevin at a bookshop he owned in San Carlos; this would be around the time my “Half Moon Bay Memories: The Coastside’s Colorful Past” was published. He at once impressed me as a go getter, as enthusiastic about his shelves and tables of books as he was about selling them to his customers.
He’s a Coastside native with a keen knowledge of history, anxious to share all he knows. If you need a book, he gets it quick and his loyal staff are book lovers, too.
In Half Moon Bay, Bay Book was first located in a “shopping center” on the east side of Highway 1 before Kevin settled into his longtime location at the Strawflower Shopping Center.
This Friday, December 14 at 7 pm, Bay Book will be hosting a booksigning for my new book, “Princeton-by-the-Sea.”
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Kirk works at Moon News Bookstore, 315 Main Street, Half Moon Bay–conveniently located next door to the Pasta Moon, one of the Coastside’s finest restaurants.
Mark Sipowicz owns Moon News Bookstore–and yes, his name is spelled the same as the hard-boiled Detective Andy Sipowicz on the long running NYPD Blue tv show. But the resemblance ends there.
Mark owns a bookstore that everybody I know says has been attractively set up–it may be the “perfectly” designed bookstore– a pleasure to browse around and to easily find the right book.
The store is located next door to the Pasta Moon Restaurant, and after a delicious lunch or dinner, accented with wine, there is nothing more delightful than walking into Moon News and scanning newspapers from all over the world as well as the latest book titles.
Photo: Ronda Quain helps customers looking for all kinds of used books at Ocean Books at 416 Main Street (650.726.2665) in Half Moon Bay. The store is located in the center of the shopping district, near restaurants and boutiques.
Whenever I walk by Ocean Books, I always check out the titles displayed in the window. Thatâs where the books I missed the first time around are, and Iâm always surprisedâ Iâll point and say to Burt, âLook! Thereâs a book about the history of wine, modern architecture or a great mystery story I always wanted to readâcollector items as well.
Ocean Books is chocked full of used books, all in fine condition, paperbacks and clothbound. Thatâs their specialty and if thereâs book thatâs hard to find, theyâll try to get it.
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Inkspell is new to me as a bookstore–located in the historic Half Moon Bay Mercantile Building at 500 Purissima Street (650.726.65711) in Half Moon Bay, next door to the quirky cafe called La Di Da.
When I came here in the 1970s, the Mercantile Building housed a meat market. Across the way stood the Half Moon Bay Post Office, then very small, and even earlier that location belonged to the two-story Occidental Hotel (where the stagecoach dropped passengers off in the 1890s.)
We often park near Inkspell and I always look at the window display, filled with best-selling books as well games and children’s toys…
“Hot Day In France” by internationally renowned painter Michael Bowen, who, in the late 1950s lived at Tunitas Creek and the Abalone Factory at Princeton-by-the-Sea. Michael’s in my new book, “Princeton-by-the-Sea,” published by Arcadia.
For many Coastsiders— Princeton-by-the-Sea— lives on in a special cove in the mindâa space carefully protected from invasions of the ordinary.
In todayâs world where new American cities and towns are designed in advance, all identical, with no surprises, no serendipity, Princeton-by-the-Sea has been the antithesis of suburbia and thatâs why we love it.
Ordinary has never applied to Princeton-by-the-Sea.
There were times when Princeton reminded me of my disorganized closet or messy garage–Iâm referring to the streets named for Ivy League universities, lined with endearing homemade architecture– interspersed with hundreds of crab traps and decaying fishing boats.
When I crossed Highway 1 (from suburbia on the east side), I happily walked westward into another dimensionâit was a great place for a kid to grow up, the oldtimers told me. Example: In the 1940s if you needed a stick of furniture, Mr. Patroni, the owner of a local hotel, said, âYou can borrow a chest of drawers from my roadhouse.â?
âPrinceton-by-the-Seaâ? is a place, unlike most places, that has been known by many other colorful names: Whalers Cove, Patronis, Small Cannery Row, Idaâs, Hazelâs, the Drag Strip, the Abalone Factory, the Point Beyond, and more recently, Mavericks and the Golf Ball.
Oh, yes and a name that didnât stick was âthe Polynesian Village.â?
Some of the Half Moon Bay kids raced their cars up the hill to Pillar Point before the radar station appeared, laughing as their tires kicked up clods of dirt, feeling a rush of adrenaline up there, high above the Pacific.
Every so often, the owner of Pillar Point would drive down from San Francisco to check on his property [yes, there was an owner, reportedly a descendant of a ranchero]– and upon spotting the juvenile trespassers, wagged his finger and chased them away.
A couple of generations later, the Coastsideâs teenagers ventured out to what they called âBeyond the Point,â? where, alone, during the winter months, they stood, mesmerized by the crazy surf and the wall of 60 foot wavesâ¦..
Treasured snapshots and the “Princeton-by-the-Sea” in my mind.
I have derived immeasurable pleasure from funky Princeton-by-the-Sea, and now it’s payback time–and the only way I know how….my book: “Princeton-by-the-Sea, published by Arcadia, will be available in the bookstores for Christmas (and there will be a booksigning at Bay Book on Friday, December 14 at 7 pm) I hope you will enjoy the book.