Mike W. HickersonPool BoatOur families were upwardly mobile, and we were living in the far west reaches of the San Fernando Valley, a suburb of Los Angeles, a…Nov 2, 2023Nov 2, 2023
Mike W. HickersonPerfumed ConspiraciesIt’s 1962. At the newest mall in the newest part of the San Fernando Valley, I’m hanging by the rain fountain, a space age three story…Jan 27, 2021Jan 27, 2021
Mike W. HickersonTin Can BeachIn the days before the interstate highway system was finished, even Los Angeles’ massive roadway system petered out back to a two lane…Jul 25, 2020Jul 25, 2020
Mike W. HickersonA Ride With JimThe Doors were a mythic Southern California band, led by a Dionysian shaman named Jim Morrison. I was a Doors groupie in their early days.Apr 29, 2020Apr 29, 2020
Mike W. HickersonA House PossessedLike many, in the 1970s I dealt with Real Estate in Southern CA. Through a series of connections with old Studio City party hounds, movers…Apr 4, 2020Apr 4, 2020
Mike W. HickersonA Game of Mumblety-pegOne of our early 50’s rites of fall involved returning to school in suitable new clothes which we shopped for in one place only: The brick…Jul 6, 2019Jul 6, 2019
Mike W. HickersonCandy and cigarettesThere was something about the light that has changed over the years. I don’t know if it’s all the junk we have loaded and blasted into the…Jun 23, 2019Jun 23, 2019
Mike W. HickersonLa LloronaThis place was cursed. Give La Llorona the solitude and space she demands with each cry in the night.Jan 31, 2019Jan 31, 2019
Mike W. HickersonDad’s “Worthless no good friends”Everyone knows people that they are not exactly proud to claim.Jan 29, 2019Jan 29, 2019
