That's What Ever Great Writer, I Believe,

Every Year, At 8:00 Pm On The Second Saturday Of July, Hundreds Of People Gather Along A Section Of Los Angeles Rail Track To Drop Their Pants And Moon Passing Passenger Trains.

Its Not Just A Smile Of Momentary Happiness. When It Disappears From My Face, It Will Stay With Me.

Light Streamed Through One Of The Windows And Across Her Face And I Have Never Seen Anything Or Anyone So Beautiful In My Life. If My Heart Had Stopped At That Moment I Would Have Fallen Happy And Fallen Full And I Would Have Seen In Life All That I Had Wanted To See And All That I Needed To See. Fall. Let Me Fall.

Life, Not Death, Is The Great Mystery You Must Confront.

The Los Angeles Air Pollution Control Board Is Established In 1946 In An Effort To Discover The Cause Of The Brown Cloud Hanging Over The City And Decide How To Combat And Disperse It. In 1949, After Intense Lobbying From Both The Automobile And Oil Industries, And Against The Recommendations And Position Of The Los Angeles Air Pollution Control Board, The Public Rail System, Which At One Time Was The Largest In The World, And Still Serves A Majority Of The City's Population, Is Decommissioned And Torn Out. It Is Replaced By A Small Fleet Of Buses.