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Who's behind Encinitas' Swami's?
San Diego's boat homes, St. Augustine grad's troubles, Oceanside's Rosicrucians, our crash pad up from Moonlight Beach, unpleasant North Park, I try out at the Comedy Store, card rooms
“We tell our members not to proselytize.”
Inside the Self-Realization Fellowship
- The temple sits on the bluffs at the southern edge of Encinitas, perched beside the ocean and the community like a kind of 25-acre transplant from India, uprooted halfway around the world and dropped here, miraculously, like Aunty Em’s house in The Wizard of Oz. In a way, it’s an uneasy reminder that boundaries, geographical, philosophical, or other-dimensional, aren’t as real as we might imagine.
- By Steve Sorensen, April 22, 1976
"Fishing is good, the air is clean."
Home home on the boat
- It’s like being in the womb again, living on a boat. The walls protect you in an intimate, rounded space; and you’re gentled by the soft sound of water on the sides. The belly of a boat has its own smell, sort of musty; and it lights itself with a kind of glow. Almost never is there lack of peace for the boats in San Diego; rarely are they thrown around by an hysterical sea.
- By Jacquelynne Garner, Feb. 19, 1976
The Thursday, Feb. 26 edition of the San Diego Union listed the $45,000 bust as occurring in a house near 30th and National. Otto Square is a shopping center five blocks away.
Lost In Logan Heights
- “But it was really different in San Diego four years ago. I had more fun in those days. There were a buncha clubs — Los Hermanos. Zapata, Nosotros, Brown Image, all kinds of clubs. And everyone was closer then. There was more happening. Dances and parties. Now it’s like everyone I hung out with before is too old. they all got kids and jobs at National Steel.”
- By Steve Esmedina, March 11, 1976
The Rosicrucian Fellowship International Headquarters is located on top of Mount Ecdesia. just outside of downtown Oceanside.
Who Are the Rosicrucians?
- The Rosicrucian Fellowship International Headquarters is located on top of Mount Ecdesia. just outside of downtown Oceanside. It’s a garden spot in an otherwise gritty town that makes its living hustling Marines. The panorama from the Headquarters includes the old glistening mission of San Luis Rey to the East, a Catholic priory on the next hill to the north.
- By Steve Sorensen, Dec. 23, 1976
The occupancy seemed to change daily and sometimes doubled and tripled on the weekends.
A kingdom bought and sold
- On Third Street in Encinitas, just up the hill from Moonlight Beach, there’s a pair of low-rent triplexes facing each other. They were built at about the same time from flip-flopped blueprints so that one is the mirror image of the other. They have two apartments upstairs, and a basement apartment downstairs, are painted the same shade of postwarboom-green, and are backed by a garbage can alley that serves as an overflow parking lot on Saturday night.
- By Steve Sorensen, Dec. 9, 1976
It soars well over one hundred feet into the air, illuminated by thousands of yellow and turquoise bulbs.
North Park from my window
- From the window by my desk I can see a sign advertising an auto dealership. I can also see it from the bedroom window, the kitchen window, and the rear balcony. Actually, to merely say that I can use it understates the matter; dominates my view would be more accurate. It soars well over one hundred feet into the air, illuminated by thousands of yellow and turquoise bulbs.
- By Eliot Swill, Dec. 2, 1976
Judith Lin: "I left with the naive notion that making people laugh is easy."
An attempt at the Comedy Store
- The first time I went to the Comedy Store. While the others in attendance had probably shown up out of relief that something funny was finally about to happen in San Diego, I had gone with a studious intent as well.
- By Judith Lin, Aug. 12, 1976
“Normally, I can spot a mechanical card thief the minute he walks in the door."
San Diego card rooms, from Benjie's to the Lucky Lady
- Recently, a friend was jolted by an unexpected discovery. She had lived in San Diego most of her life and thought she was familiar with its attractions, both famous and obscure. For years she had passed by modest little store fronts labelled card rooms, with small groups of men sitting around tables inside. She had always assumed old men gathered there to play cards or pinochle.
- By Jim Mullin, May 20, 1976
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Who's behind Encinitas' Swami's?
San Diego's boat homes, St. Augustine grad's troubles, Oceanside's Rosicrucians, our crash pad up from Moonlight Beach, unpleasant North Park, I try out at the Comedy Store, card rooms
Who's behind Encinitas' Swami's?
San Diego's boat homes, St. Augustine grad's troubles, Oceanside's Rosicrucians, our crash pad up from Moonlight Beach, unpleasant North Park, I try out at the Comedy Store, card rooms
“We tell our members not to proselytize.”
Inside the Self-Realization Fellowship
- The temple sits on the bluffs at the southern edge of Encinitas, perched beside the ocean and the community like a kind of 25-acre transplant from India, uprooted halfway around the world and dropped here, miraculously, like Aunty Em’s house in The Wizard of Oz. In a way, it’s an uneasy reminder that boundaries, geographical, philosophical, or other-dimensional, aren’t as real as we might imagine.
- By Steve Sorensen, April 22, 1976
"Fishing is good, the air is clean."
Home home on the boat
- It’s like being in the womb again, living on a boat. The walls protect you in an intimate, rounded space; and you’re gentled by the soft sound of water on the sides. The belly of a boat has its own smell, sort of musty; and it lights itself with a kind of glow. Almost never is there lack of peace for the boats in San Diego; rarely are they thrown around by an hysterical sea.
- By Jacquelynne Garner, Feb. 19, 1976
The Thursday, Feb. 26 edition of the San Diego Union listed the $45,000 bust as occurring in a house near 30th and National. Otto Square is a shopping center five blocks away.
Lost In Logan Heights
- “But it was really different in San Diego four years ago. I had more fun in those days. There were a buncha clubs — Los Hermanos. Zapata, Nosotros, Brown Image, all kinds of clubs. And everyone was closer then. There was more happening. Dances and parties. Now it’s like everyone I hung out with before is too old. they all got kids and jobs at National Steel.”
- By Steve Esmedina, March 11, 1976
The Rosicrucian Fellowship International Headquarters is located on top of Mount Ecdesia. just outside of downtown Oceanside.
Who Are the Rosicrucians?
- The Rosicrucian Fellowship International Headquarters is located on top of Mount Ecdesia. just outside of downtown Oceanside. It’s a garden spot in an otherwise gritty town that makes its living hustling Marines. The panorama from the Headquarters includes the old glistening mission of San Luis Rey to the East, a Catholic priory on the next hill to the north.
- By Steve Sorensen, Dec. 23, 1976
The occupancy seemed to change daily and sometimes doubled and tripled on the weekends.
A kingdom bought and sold
- On Third Street in Encinitas, just up the hill from Moonlight Beach, there’s a pair of low-rent triplexes facing each other. They were built at about the same time from flip-flopped blueprints so that one is the mirror image of the other. They have two apartments upstairs, and a basement apartment downstairs, are painted the same shade of postwarboom-green, and are backed by a garbage can alley that serves as an overflow parking lot on Saturday night.
- By Steve Sorensen, Dec. 9, 1976
It soars well over one hundred feet into the air, illuminated by thousands of yellow and turquoise bulbs.
North Park from my window
- From the window by my desk I can see a sign advertising an auto dealership. I can also see it from the bedroom window, the kitchen window, and the rear balcony. Actually, to merely say that I can use it understates the matter; dominates my view would be more accurate. It soars well over one hundred feet into the air, illuminated by thousands of yellow and turquoise bulbs.
- By Eliot Swill, Dec. 2, 1976
Judith Lin: "I left with the naive notion that making people laugh is easy."
An attempt at the Comedy Store
- The first time I went to the Comedy Store. While the others in attendance had probably shown up out of relief that something funny was finally about to happen in San Diego, I had gone with a studious intent as well.
- By Judith Lin, Aug. 12, 1976
“Normally, I can spot a mechanical card thief the minute he walks in the door."
San Diego card rooms, from Benjie's to the Lucky Lady
- Recently, a friend was jolted by an unexpected discovery. She had lived in San Diego most of her life and thought she was familiar with its attractions, both famous and obscure. For years she had passed by modest little store fronts labelled card rooms, with small groups of men sitting around tables inside. She had always assumed old men gathered there to play cards or pinochle.
- By Jim Mullin, May 20, 1976