So, I arrived in San Diego and we moved into a duplex with my father and mother and grandmother in Vista, California and I started kindergarten in Vista and rode the bus to school. I never rode the school bus after we moved away from Vista the entire rest of my life because I hated riding on a school bus because it wasn't always safe (especially for kindergartners).
So, after Vista when we moved to El Cajon I always walked or was driven by my parents or rode my bike always after age 5 years old (at that point my mother hadn't gotten her driver's license yet). Most women (unless they were upper class then) didn't drive cars in 1953 and 1954 so my mother because of California's lack of public transportation in many places then learned to drive when I was 6 in Tujunga when my parents were put in charge of a church in Los Angeles about 1/2 hour to 45 minutes away from Tujunga by car (depending upon rush hour traffic). I suppose it would take an hour to get there if you left at 7:30 in the morning or 5 pm at night or more. We took the Harbor Freeway which was the oldest Freeway in the U.S. that runs from Pasadena to downtown Los Angeles and was built in the 1930s I guess by the rich people who lived in Pasadena then so they could get to their jobs in big office buildings in downtown Los Angeles then.
Since we lived up close to the mountains we started on weekends driving up the mountain roads into the Angeles National Forest up to Mt. Wilson where all the TV and radio transmissions were broadcast around Los Angeles before Cable TV became the thing in the U.S.
And while I was rock climbing with my father in Chilao up there I got a concussion when I fell and hit my head on a rock. This eventually caused seizures sometimes at night only between ages 10 and 15 when my cranium grew to adulthood and relieved the pressure of the blow on my brain. So, after 15 I had no more night time seizures ever. But, these experiences of being Murdered periodically changed me a lot and made me more serious than my friends. It also made me very intuitive and instinctual because to survive all this I had to be very aware of what was happening in my body all the time to survive all this from ages 10 to 15.
This is how I became "intuitive fred". Sometimes it would scare people when I would tell them the future and then it would happen just like I said. But, I would say I only know the future about 10% of the time accurately. The rest of the time I just "get a feeling" about what is going to happen that often I can't put words to but only save my life or those immediately around me from harm or death.
I just consider that God made me a Shaman or Priest and that it is my job to keep people alive like a doctor or a minister does too whenever possible.
My family and I found the Silver Mocassin Trail at about 7000 or 8000 feet in elevation in the mountains there and it often snowed in winter up there too and it was one of the first places I ever skied on World War II skis Army Surplus that my father had. But, they didn't release so you could easily break your ankles or worse on bear trap bindings like that. So, you just had to be very careful not to get injured back then skiing. I was 15 in 1963 and was in my sophomore year in High School.
At about 12 to 14 I became interested a lot in Surfing and Scuba diving and by 14 decided I wanted to be an underwater photographer. But, over time I realized that wasn't really practical for me to do. I wore my hair and clothes like a surfer then which was wearing your hair a little longer than most others and wearing tight Levi Jeans and a white t-shirt and Pendleton wool shirts like the Beach Boys (a singing group). So, you could tell surfers then 1960 to 1966 or 1967 by this outfit. Even when I went to a beatnik night club at age 15 on the Sunset STrip called "The Fifth Estate) where they played chess a lot and showed strange movies on the wall I wore this distinctive outfit with my friend who was 16 and had his driver's license then. But, I wasn't a beatnik but I was a surfer. I think that beatniks and surfers got together and then sort of hippies evolved out of these two ways of thinking in some ways. At least this seemed to be true in the 1960s in Los Angeles to me.
I remember when I saw my first "Berkeley Girl" from UC Berkeley then. She had hairy armpits and wore a yellow Pendleton shirt over a white t-shirt and jeans. This was "revolutionary" for the early 1960s then because girls mostly wore dresses. Adult women wore pants more but in school often they weren't allowed to wear pants because of the dress codes. And often if you were a boy your hair wasn't allowed below your collar to prevent people from wearing long hair then also.
Even if you put lemon juice on your hair to lighten it and had surfer bangs this was often frowned upon by High School Staff as well. One month after I turned 16 I bought an 8 year old 1956 Ford Station Wagon that I called my "Surf Wagon" and we sometimes would cut school for the day and drive to the beach in my "Surf Wagon" to go surfing. We had long boards then that were over 10 feet long that had to hang out the back of my Ford Station wagon then. We would go places like Malibu and Huntington Beach and other spots we liked to surf then. If the surf wasn't up sometimes we would go to Knott's Berry Farm or Disneyland instead. Or one time we went to Catalina Island to go Scuba diving and met some other guys on the boat that we rented a power boat to scuba dive off with.
Jobs were very easy to find either after school or on weekends. Usually, I preferred to work after school so I could have the weekends free to go places like the mountains or the beach. But, cars and motorcycles and gas were much much more affordable then in relation to minimum wage so 17 cents a gallon for regular in 1969 wasn't unusual. Minimum wage was around 1 dollar plus an hour so you could literally buy over 5 gallons of gas for working one hour then and I only paid 800 dollars for my 8 year old 1956 Ford Station wagon in 1964.
I much preferred being in the Wilderness in the mountains, or deserts or ocean beaches or even out on the ocean to living and working in Los Angeles. I knew even then that I likely would try to live somewhere else rather than stay in Los Angeles area. I eventually went to a private school in Santa Fe, New Mexico and this set the stage for me continuing to move other places in California at least.
So, when my parents moved to San Diego because my father was a member of the Electrical workers union there and could make a lot more money there I eventually (about 6 months later) moved down with them to return to college after working as an electrician for about a year after stopping computer programming because I realized I couldn't do what I wanted to because I was 50 to 75 years too early technologically then in 1969 and 1970. So, I went back to school at Palomar College and San Diego State University in San Diego for 2 years more until I married and had a son and had to support us financially rather than become a psychologist which was what I had been studying to be.
I had gone through a lot of changes between 1966 and 1973 and 1973 so in some ways I was a completely different person. I had had to give up more traditional ways of thinking just to stay alive in a body during these times. So, getting married and having a son helped keep me alive in the midst of so many changes to my life.
This moved me in a direction where I knew as soon as possible I would want to start owning my own businesses like my Grandfather, my Great Grandfather, my father and my uncle who survived World War II like my father. So, I just had to wait until I could wear enough hats to begin starting businesses too. I finally did this starting about 1978 when I got a contractor's license in California for my first business in San Diego. However, I found myself not hard nosed enough to be a Contractor and moved into owning other types of businesses after that to support myself and my family.
Other contractors and I started Scuba diving and Body surfing and boogie boarding in the San Diego area whenever the weather was too hot to work in the afternoons. Since we were contractors we could work when we wanted to because there was a lot of work then. We also went skiing together as a group too. I took them cross country skiing because I owned cross country skis that I bought in Ashland Oregon when I lived in Mt. Shasta with my first wife and son in 1976. But, in 1979 I was a single Dad living in San Diego where my parents also lived. My friends thought cross country skiing was too tame for them so we decided to go to Big Bear to Snow Summit to Ski downhill as a group and rent downhill skis to go skiing together.
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Snow Summit is a premier family-friendly Southern California (SoCal) destination revered for its nearby skiing and snowboarding in the winter.
Terrain Parks: 6
Base Elevation: 7,000 ft/2,133 m
Peak Elevation: 8,200 ft/2,499 m
Founded: 1952
Because we were all Contractors we were all very co-ordinated
and used to using all sorts of power tools and loaders and backhoes etc. So, we all did quite well skiing even without lessons on the first day.
Because we were all Contractors we were all very co-ordinated
and used to using all sorts of power tools and loaders and backhoes etc. So, we all did quite well skiing even without lessons on the first day.
