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             My daughter, Sarah, lives in Newport Beach and I live in Helena, 
             Alabama (a suburb of Birmingham).  I miss her and being able to 
             look at your site makes me feel a little closer.  Thank you so 
             much! 
             Kathleen Leemhuis 
             
             kathleen3452@bellsouth.net 
              
             Hi Jim, 
             I have two questions: 
             Do you have any old pictures of Glen Caldwell who use to play the 
             piano at the bar back in the '80s?  And.. Do you know what happened 
             to that old piano that was in the pub? 
             Thank you 
             Wayne Caldwell 
             
             mail4wayne@Verizon.net 
              
             DID YOU  KNOW THERE WAS A TV SHOW CALLED THE BAILEYS OF BALBOA? IT 
             PREMIERED IN 1966 AND ONLY LASTED ONE SEASON. 
             ROCKY HANRAHAN 
             
             ROBERT01887@YAHOO.COM 
             
             Hi Jim!  Another question....remember when you gave us a copy of 
             the DVD Dirty Feet?  I was talking with someone tonight who would 
             like to be able to buy one for her aunt who is actually in the 
             audience on the film!  Do you know of where she might be able to 
             obtain one?   
             Phyllis 
             
             pscheffler@city.newport-beach.ca.us 
             
             I'm so glad to have found this site. A huge Thank You to Jim for 
             doing such a wonderful job! 
             I check this site out almost every day.  I grew up in Costa Mesa 
             and from the time I was allowed to ride my bike to the beach on my 
             own... I did. (In those days you could let your kids spend the 
             whole day away from you without much of a thought!)  
             I, like many of you that have posted, moved away from the area some 
             years ago. I have loved the adventures of my life, the places I've 
             lived, friends I've made along the way, and the family that 
             surrounds me. But I'm always drawn back to the beach, Balboa, 
             Newport and Little Corona.  I can't explain it very well, this 
             longing inside to walk on the shore, feel the sunsets, smell the 
             salt air, and feel the freedom that watching the horizon and 
             hearing the pounding of the surf sets deep in my soul.  
             The past few years I've had the wonderful experience of taking my 
             kids and husband to the waves and teaching them to body surf, and 
             showing them the wonders in the tide pools of Little Corona, 
             snorkeling, cook outs in the fire pits etc. Fortunately, they love 
             it and are willing to go along with my obsession! When I married 
             and we took our first trip to Balboa, my new husband had trouble 
             just laying on a towel, relaxing, feeling the heat of the sun and 
             the cool breeze of the ocean sneak over you. He kept saying, "Is 
             this all you do? What else do you want to see? How long will we be 
             here?" So I began to teach him the art of the beach life. "Well, no 
             this isn't all of it......" We can jump in the waves and play and 
             then lie back on the towels to warm up again. Isn't it cool how you 
             can still feel the ocean's heartbeat when you lay back on the 
             towels? Watch the birds, especially the sand pipers, and watch for 
             the seals and the dolphins swimming in the surf. Let's walk on the 
             beach, or the board walk, go out to the end of the pier and eat, 
             always with a keen eye on what the fishermen are bringing up. Go 
             below the Newport Pier and see through the clear water beneath it, 
             stealing a secret kiss while we are there. Rent a boat, (cause my 
             family's one is long since gone)  and view the homes in the bay, 
             pointing out all the famous that you remember.   The essentials are 
             to ride the ferry, eat Balboa Bars, bring something home that 
             say's, Balboa or Newport, CA, and take as many pictures as can fit 
             on a 2 G card. The most important thing to do, though, is stay all 
             day and then feel the sunset calm your thoughts and fill you with a 
             quietness that only it's beauty can give you. Breath deeply. 
             Well, I'm happy to say that they all get it now.  We spent this 
             Christmas visiting family and although my brother took us out on 
             his boat for an afternoon, we didn't get much time at the beach. 
             (not enough for me that is)  I was grumpy on the way back home, not 
             getting my needed fix, when my kids piped up from the back 
             seat...... We have to come back soon, cause we didn't get our 
             personal family time at the  beach!...... We didn't get to ride the 
             ferry or eat the Balboa Bars.... or see the sunset........or, or, 
             or........... Oh, Yeah, I'm raising them right! 
             Barbara Mardock (Schmok) 
             
             casunset@acsol.net 
  
             
             Dear Mr. Fournier 
             I emailed you a long time ago, that I may have these pictures of 
             Ricky's Court somewhere. I am sorry it took so long to get them to 
             you. I was there the day they tore it down. It was the end of an 
             era. You probably get a hundred emails and letters a month so I 
             will remind you... I lived in Balboa when I was growing up until I 
             moved to the NW in 1981. My Aunt was Bobby Mifflin, 'The taffy 
             lady', and I have family in the area even now. I worked in the fun 
             zone when ray and Frank Olson (along with Mr. Kennedy) ran it. I 
             must have heard the recording of the Balboa Bay tour boat 
             announcement ten thousand times when I was working at the Arcade. I 
             would love to hear that again. It started out, "In just a few 
             minutes now....." I hated it then, and miss it now. I worked at 
             Hidi's coffee shop when it was next to the post office. Hidi taught 
             me how to cook and I worked there from 1978-1980 along with 
             Marcella  Portis and Debbie Day. I still remember how to make 
             the salsa that many people swear they saw move while it sat in out 
             on the tables in canning jars. The health dept would never let you 
             get away with that these days. I have been in the restaurant 
             business ever since. I currently own a small restaurant in the 
             quaint little marina community of Westport WA. and it reminds me a 
             great deal of the old Balboa. Back then the locals hung out was 
             Mutt Lynches', by the ferry, and the place to get a nice dinner was 
             Dillman's, or, of course the Pavilion .If you were up past two 
             o'clock, closing the bars, you often found yourself at the Newport 
             Pier eating breakfast at Charlie's Chili. So many good memories 
             tied up in Balboa. It's funny how many of us hold on to this town 
             so tightly. There is truly something special about the place. I 
             have look for many of the people I used to know over the years. I 
             check out your web site hoping to see an email from some old lost 
             friend. I have found some. I know contacts for some: Vicky Solem, 
             Pelone (Robert Owen), Gary Glover, Art Dever, Tim Reiter, Paula 
             Schoepe (Paula's fine foods) Mike Lancelot (Pizza Pete's). I am 
             still looking for contact information for Sean Green, Jesse bailey, 
             John Horn, Tom Menderez, Marcella Portis, Rappit Mike ( I can't 
             remember his last name, but he was the manager at Mutt's before it 
             burned down) Deppie Day, Goomba Jerry and Giovanni and Dean Mund.  
             It has been so long I was prepared to give up, until recently, when 
             I found Gary Glover after 28 years. Anyway, hope you enjoy the pics.....I 
             threw in a couple of Corny. He was a really neat individual, in 
             spite of himself. Keep up the good work. I look forward to every 
             month's issue. 
             Barbara Courneya aka Dever aka Fuller  
             
             bdever59@yahoo.com 
             
             Hi Jim.  I saw your beautiful photos on the wall by the Pavillion 
             yesterday.  The nice people in Davy's Locker told me how to reach 
             you.  I went to high school with a really nice guy who shares your 
             name and wondered if it might be you or someone in your family.  
             Did anyone in your family named Jim graduate from Temple City High 
             School (near Arcadia) in the early 60's ??  If so, would you tell 
             him hello from Linda "Woody" Whyte - class of '63 .  If it isn't 
             you or a family member may I say anyway how beautiful your work 
             is.  We all hung out around Balboa growing up from the late 50's 
             till now - and I can see the love in your work.  Have a great 
             Holiday, from a new fan 
             Linda (Whyte) Tindell 
             
             TheRanchWife@aol.com 
             
             We Miss Your Fabulous Gallery :( & You :)!Happy Merry Christmas & 
             Amazing New Year  2009 :):):)!!! 
             pinki 
             
             ponkiajka@yahoo.com 
             
             Hi Jim, 
             I enjoy your site. From 1969 to 1985 I was the UPS driver on the 
             balboa Peninsula. When I worked down there the stores included, 
             Henlines, Balboa Market, Gunderson Drugs, Dees Beauty shop, Bank Of 
             America, Yee Wee Beastie Pet Shop, Balboa Liquor (Cornys favorite 
             place) the Phone Company, Dillmans, The Handmaiden, Winchells 
             Donuts, Bamboo Rattan Gift Shop, The Balboa Theater, and Balboa 
             Cleaners on East Balboa Blvd, those are ones I remember best. On 
             Main street was the Studio Cafe, A Montessori school (where the Inn 
             is now), Heidis Cafe, the Post Office, Donaldsons Dept. store, Blue 
             Sails Stationers, Her Corner, on the corner of Main and East Bay 
             Ave. was a Jeweler, Balboa Bakery, bay Dept store and of course the 
             Pavillion with Davey's Locker. Over on Edgewater was Arts Landing 
             and  the Fun Zone, and Hills Boat Service. I spent 16 wonderful 
             years on the Peninsula and made so many friends. It wasn't like a 
             place to work it was like seeing family everyday. I loved seeing 
             Carl and Julie at Molly Browns and their wonderful Labs Molly and 
             Jackson Brown. I left to become a tractor trailer driver for UPS, I 
             injured my ankle and the constant abuse delivering packages was 
             taking its toal. Leaving my route and my friends behind was 
             possibly the hardest thing I have ever done. In 2006 I retired fom 
             UPS after 38 years but we still visit the Peninsula several times a 
             year. We wandered into a shop last year while at the Boat Parade 
             and ran into Jane Campbell she reopened her shop on Palm Street it 
             used to be on Balboa Blvd (Local Color) Jane and her brother Joe 
             (of Rubys Diner fame) were really great folks and it was wonderful 
             to see Jane again. We don't really see to many people I used to 
             know after all these years, most of the business owners and their 
             business' are there no more. Anyhow thanks for the site it is most 
             enjoyable. 
             Steve Dull      
             
             nitro.dull@verizon.net 
  
             
             Will you have the Balboa Boat Rental cam up and running for the 
             Boat Parade? I think this cam makes for better viewing than the 
             Balboa Bay cam. (My 2¢ worth!!) 
             Ricki 
             
             rickil@comcast.net 
             
             This is my first time navigating through "Tales of Balboa"..what a 
             great site.  I, like a lot of others, have spent years vacationing 
             in Newport Beach.  My experience started around 1972.  My parents 
             and I began staying at what was called the Sail Inn, now the Little 
             Inn, which is basically located across from Jack's at 27th and 
             Newport Blvd.  Today I'm celibrating 25 years of marriage, and 
             since getting married and having children, we've carried on the 
             tradition of vacationing 2-weeks a year in Newport.  My children 
             love it just as much as I do, and are destined to carry on the 
             tradition.  We've stayed at a beautiful beach house owned by Joan 
             and Joe Tallman for the past 14 years, which is located on 27th, 
             just down from the main drag of  McFadden Square.  We've enjoyed so 
             many memories which include: hanging out at the beach between 27th 
             and 24th, breakfasts at Charlies Chili, late night snacks at the 24 
             hour donut shop next to the old Scotties Shrimp, spending Friday 
             and Saturday nights at the Fun Zone, watching the Bird-Man of 
             Newport (I think his real name is Ski Meinschein), trying to avoid 
             death while body surfing the Wedge, fishing off the main pier when 
             there was a bait-shop at the end of the pier, running face to face 
             into Brooke Shields by the Ferris Wheel as a 16 yr old boy and 
             almost fainting, going on the Harbor Cruise a couple hundred times, 
             and never getting bored, and just like others I could go on and 
             on...I'll be looking at the web-cams every day...and it will help 
             to pass the time between our visits...we will be experiencing 
             Newport on 4th of July for the first time this coming year. 
             Brent Coombs  
             
             Bcoombs@glendaleaz.com 
  
             
             Jim, I think when I was in the other day to Great Mex they have 
             extended the $1.00 Taco Day to Friday. 
             Tom 
             
             balboatom@roadrunner.com 
             
             Thanks to whoever was responsible for getting the Main Street web 
             cam lens cleaned. It looks much better now...not as clear as some 
             of the other cams but a lot better.. 
             Sergey Zakharov 
             
             Hello Jim! 
             I had a random question for you.  I was told several actors who 
             played Munchkins in "The Wizard of Oz" bought homes in Newport 
             together, I'm not even sure which street. I was trying to dig up 
             some research about it. do you have any factual backup to support 
             this story? If so, is it also in your book? 
             Many thanks! 
             Marina 
             
             marina.korzon@gmail.com 
             Hi Jim!!!  Miss you all.  Been traveling and 
             celebrating my birthday month!!!!!  Hope all is well.  Drop me a 
             line when you can!!!!!  Say "hello" to everybody.  Will be home 
             soon. 
             All my love, hugs and kisses. 
             BLINKY 
             
             ljlburkhard@hotmail.com 
             Jim,  
             We purchased some of your prints before you closed up the shop. We 
             love them and want to add some more to the house. Are any still for 
             sale?  
             Martin Young 
              
             Jim,  Thanks for the great site.  I check the 
             webcams every day, it almost makes me feel as though I am there.  
             I've been vacationing on Balboa Island since I was a young child.  
             I now take my 15 year old boy there for 2 wonderful weeks every 
             year.  I have learned so much history looking through your back 
             issues.  We are coming this year for the boat parade, can hardly 
             wait.  There are two different dates listed on your website, the 
             ones on your homepage and when you click on the official boat 
             parade site.  We want to make sure we are there at the right time.  
             You may want to check this.  Keep up the great work.  
             Suzanne Horne 
             
             sjhorne@q.com 
              
             We grew up spending the summers on Balboa Island 
             from the time I was born (1928) until our parents sold the little 
             house on the corner of Topaz and S. Bay Front in the 1950's Once we 
             did the daily required chores of raking the bay beach and sweeping 
             the wide sidwalk along the shore we were free to wander until 
             dinner time, sailing our little El Toro dinghy and the somewhat 
             larger "Doris"-- a racing catboat which was one of the first boats 
             on the bay (since 1917, when my grandfather was one of the founders 
             of the two yacht clubs in town. ) Later we spent time further down 
             the peninsula in a house our father found a little more "civilized" 
             -- meaning that we actually had hot water and an inside shower. But 
             my heart still belongs to that simple little house where we could 
             fall asleep listening to the music from the merry-go-round in the 
             fun zone across the bay. 
             Doris (Ellliott) Pettersen 
             
             depettersen@yahoo.com 
              
             Newport Harbor High School Class of '61 
             My classmates from Newport Harbor High school have been indulging 
             ourselves in yearly get togethers. We're 64 going on medicare and 
             we're worrying if we'll still be loved.  
             Each Fall, as we prepare for for our 50th reunion in 2011, some of 
             us get together  in our high school home town to assure ourselves 
             we are 1) still here, 2) we've done okay with our lives, (we only 
             know of one of us, specifically, who has been in jail,) 3) we are 
             still appealing in terms of our capacity for friendship and 
             camaraderie. I don't think anyone is particularly concerned about 
             the appeal we fretted over back when we were seventeen.  
             We were a fortunate group: from where we grew up, to where we 
             landed. We grew up near the Pacific ocean when we could still have 
             fires on the beach, sleep on the sand if our parents would let us, 
             dance at the Rendezvous, ride the Balboa ferry to the fun zone,  
             ski at Mammoth, body surf the Wedge and even hang out, fairly 
             effortlessly, at Disneyland up in Anaheim. There were no groins 
             sticking out in the ocean, heck, we didn't erode in those days. We 
             did think there was traffic and smog, but nothing like what the 
             area is treated to today. Instead, those who had cars, and there 
             were some wealthy families among us, sped around southern Cal with 
             tans on faces, sand wedged between toes, hair flying in the Pacific 
             breeze with dreams focused on the height of the surf, the blue of 
             the sky and the parties coming up.  
             Being southern Californians, we lacked snow and change of seasons. 
             We lacked rain, sleet and other eastern phenomenon. We were the 
             children of bouganvilla, frangipani, mock orange, salt air, birds 
             of paradise, frozen bananas, ferries across the bay, the bumper 
             cars, little Corona, Arrowhead, the Jolly Roger and Bob's Big Boy 
             on the Island,  and Catalina off the coast.  
             We talked about where to meet at the beach, who was having a party 
             and, when we were feeling very serious, where we were going to 
             college. Something like 90% of our graduating class went on to 
             university, but I have to confess we were also of the demographic 
             that were pushed toward higher education. Our parents had high 
             expectations for us. Many of my friend's parents were 
             entrepreneurial, some were children of producers, directors and 
             actors. After all John Wayne, Rock Hudson, Sterling Hayden, Claire 
             Trevor lived in our neighborhoods. My father used to talk about 
             seeing Frank Sinatra and his entourage at Berkshires a restaurant 
             near the Arches and owned by one of our classmates' father. And for 
             those of you in the know, our most famous NHHS (a few years after 
             us) was Dirk Pitt.  
             I remember spending the night with a girlfriend down on the 
             peninsula who was tended by maids since her parents were traveling 
             abroad. She lived in a mansion where the foyer and living room were 
             decorated with stuffed grizzlies, polar bears, and African exotics; 
             at that age I didn't know what they were,  but I knew they were 
             once huge, dangerous and impressive before (and after) they were 
             mounted.  Her father was a big game hunter, obviously, but I had no 
             clue what he did that afforded  him that luxury. All I knew was 
             that we had a whole wing of her house to ourselves. The differences 
             between some of us from "goat hill" and the shores of Newport may 
             have been impressive, but this was America in the 60's and we 
             didn't care about social differences, we just enjoyed the variety 
             of our friendships. In "our day" there was but one high school, 
             later there were five as the population blossomed. If we thought 
             homes were expensive then, we were clueless what this area would 
             become.  
              It's not that often we dip our toes back into the magic of our 
             youth, after all, we are sophisticated adults now, but we took such 
             joy in reminiscing, reconnecting, hearing one another's stories. 
             Life goes by so very fast.   
             Look away for a moment and there it went, we realized.  We missed 
             our youthful wit that we produced in one another, our cleverness, 
             the light that gave us magic and the fire that still promises to 
             ignite us 47 years later. Those of us who have moved away take 
             scent inspired nostalgia from the breeze of the Pacific and the 
             eucalyptus on the shore. 
             CS 
             
             catssup@gmail.com 
             How can I obtain information regarding the chili 
             cook-off on Oct. 4th?? 
             How do I enter the cook-off? 
             What are the rules? 
             Is there a website? 
             Thank you! 
             Marie Mendoza 
             
             Marie.Mendoza@boe.ca.gov 
             Dear Jim - bought your book some years back when 
             we moved to Balboa. I remember the section about Balboa's ghost 
             because I live in one of the 2 houses that would have been the 
             parking lot of Ann's Dollhouse. Can you give me any more info on 
             the 'ghost'? What year was he murdered in the parking lot? Any 
             name? Or description of how he appears or looks like? Any newspaper 
             articles on the murder? etc. Appreciate any help you might lend me, 
             I'll explain more in a later email. thanks! steve xenos 
             steve xenos 
             
             stevexenos@earthlink.net 
              
             Yes, the new Pavilion cam is MUCH better than 
             the previous one was. The new one is higher resolution with a much 
             wider angle and you can now actually see detail after dark. Thanks, 
             it's GREAT! Now we need to get the Main Street cam lens 
             cleaned...I'll volunteer and climb the Pavilion roof! 
             Sergey Zakharov 
             
             szakharov@roadrunner.com 
             Love the new cam of the Pavillion!! What a nice 
             surprise! Thanks!!  
             Ricki 
             
             rickil@comcast.net 
             Since you have closed the gallery, how can I 
             view your photographs for sale?  I have bought 2 or 3 every summer 
             and was sad to see the gallery closed.  Is there a website or 
             catalog? 
             Diane Heuser 
             
             seakitten@comcast.net 
              
             Dear Jim, 
             I have been renting with my family summers since the mid 50's.  I 
             usually rent within 5 blocks of the ferry.  Do you know if there 
             are any dog friendly rental available?  Please let me know if you 
             have the time. 
             Thanks, 
             Colleen Grace 
             
             colleengrace@sbcglobal.net 
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