This is certainly further evidence, if any more was needed, that mom went all out for our birthdays. The cake alone in the top photo was spectacular, and I remember it vividly.
The middle photo is for Georgann, surely. That's our dining room at 13222 Foxley Drive. The phone was in the upper left corner on a stand, not in the picture, just to the side of the doorway that lead to the kitchen. We had a party line. In the lower right corner was our record player and radio unit, just inside the front entryway.
In the lower photograph, you can see the wooden patio covering that was built to block some of the harsh sunlight of summer. Georgann and I are each holding a separate cake, so the party might have been held between September 14th, her birthday, and September 23, my birthday. Mom is in the center of the photograph, directly between the two of us.
The windows to the left of the photo were for the den. I suspect that, had we continued to live in Whittier, they would have turned the den into a bedroom for one of us. For all the years we lived there, we shared the bedroom that is in the background behind mom, the window of which is on the far right of the photograph.
Whittier is under the flight path of aircraft flying into Los Angeles International Airport. DC-6's and DC-7's and Constellations flew high overhead all the time. We got to see the first American Airlines 707's fly overhead, as well. My dad had a small, solid plastic replica of the American 707 on a small, black stand that he kept in the den on a shelf. I brought it to school one day to prove to a kid in my class that I knew what model of aircraft it was when we saw one from the schoolyard and I identified it for him. On the way back home, we walked along the railroad tracks and I scuffed the bottom of it on one of the rails. After my dad died, I was given that model, though the stabilizer was broken off and the plane did not stay on the stand.
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