After 55-yrs. of smoking I still enjoy a cigarette, but not as much as as when I stood on the beach overlooking the surf after a day on Chum Gammage's board with an indent in the bottom. My next door neighbor, Derek with the '29 Ford Panhandle (friend of Greg Knoll) who had a wife that moved back to Alaska and worked at El Segundo Rec Park in the '60s said El Porto wuz no challenge, but after he tore the begeezus outta his leg onm the rocks in Mexico (Baja) he wuz right next to me on the waves in El Porto (after a 6-mo. recvery)
The photo shot of El Porto frum over the Sandard Oil Pier don't show the life guard station on 42nd. We called El Porto 42nd because of that one lifeguard befor you got to the station across Rosecrans where El Porto actually ended until the Manhattan Beach annex in 1980. The photo neither makes distinct how the ho-dads have been marking up the wall on the beach to the parking lot.
Jim Swisher (talk) 23:16, 1 March 2010 (UTC)Jim Swisher