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About mikemaginot

Mike Maginot is a writer and photographer. He currently lives in Grass Valley, California.

15 Acres of Asphalt

Westlane Auto Movie was situated between downtown Davis and West Sacramento off a strip of Interstate 80 called the Yolo Causeway. You could see the marquee from the highway. Drive-in patrons would take the Chiles Road exit and follow the … Continue reading

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Sock Monkeys and Second Hand Smokes

I’ve cleaned up after smokers for most of my life. My Uncle David and Uncle Gene filled up the paths and gutters in front of Nana’s house with cigarette butts. My mother and father contributed to the accumulation of paper … Continue reading

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There Were Three Trees In the Backyard

There were three trees in the backyard, apricot, apple, and fig. I called the fig tree “The Elevator” because you could scoot out on a long branch and it would gently lower you to the ground. I remember demonstrating this … Continue reading

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I Never Learned to Play a Musical Instrument

I never learned to play a musical instrument. Jeannie and I would go to an old woman’s house around the corner and pound on her piano once in awhile. She would offer us old Halloween candy and let us play … Continue reading

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Uncle David Usually Had Firecrackers and Cherry Bombs

Uncle David usually had firecrackers and cherry bombs when the Fourth of July rolled around. I liked sparklers, the metal ones, but I loved the various fountains that shot colorful sparks up into the air. The higher the better. In … Continue reading

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Uncle David Wasn’t Around Much

Uncle David wasn’t around much the summer of 1969, but evidence of his interests were almost everywhere at Nana’s house. I discovered his Steppenwolf, Blood, Sweat, and Tears, The Ventures and Beach Boys albums and used the TV in his … Continue reading

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I’ve Always Been a Collector

I have always been a collector. As a child, I collected DC and Marvel comics, Beatles’ memorabilia, and paperback books filled with daily comic strips like Peanuts.  I cultivated a slightly twisted sense of humor collecting Addams Family bubble gum … Continue reading

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My Father Was a Theater Manager

My father was a theater manager. It wasn’t what he wanted to be, but it is how he will be remembered. He went to a trade school to become a traffic manager. In the years after World War II, dealing … Continue reading

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Drive-Ins Were Passion Pits

Drive-Ins were passion pits. That’s what I heard. In 1966, my father was the manager of the Motor Movies on Tennyson Road and Mission Boulevard in Hayward. Hayward Motor Movies, as it was usually called, was my father’s first outdoor … Continue reading

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It Wasn’t Long After

It wasn’t long after my first drive-in movie date that I found out that Hayward Motor Movie was going to be torn down so that Bay Area Rapid Transit (BART) could build a terminal and a parking lot. I would … Continue reading

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