Photo by Zen Page 30 Previous Page Next Page “As he grew older, he would sit for hours . . . gazing at the mountains which form the majestic backdrop for Pasadena. . . . He had these decks built on most of the houses he owned. . . .” “There was an earthquake, too, on March 10, 1933. Nellie Pearl and I were in the front room listening on the radio to “Chandu, the Magician,” at 5:55 p.m. Everything started shaking and rattling. . . . By then, the worst was over, and Daddy came out of his room saying, “Well, praise the Lord, wasn’t that wonderful!” He had seen the water in the fish-pond thro’ his window putting on a show, and really enjoyed it.”