I know where you’ve been and what you like!

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Many decades ago, the summer after high school, two friends—Larry and Jaime—and I took a 3-month tour of the land west of the Mississippi River.

We stopped at the Royal Gorge in Colorado, parked in the lot, and toured the Royal Gorge.

When we got back to the car, there was a Royal Gorge bumper sticker on Larry’s brand new 1973 Buick Apollo. Larry was furious. Since the bumper sticker was new, Larry was successful at removing it.

We stopped by the Royal Gorge headquarters on the way out and Larry gave them a piece of his mind about putting bumper stickers on cars without asking permission.

I have never had bumper stickers on my cars, and the only window stickers I have allowed are Texas A&M University stickers and parking permit stickers.

There are people who have so many stickers on their cars that I’m pretty sure the stickers are what’s holding the car together. It’s kind of fun to read them, though, because you know exactly where they live, where they have traveled, their political preferences, and sometimes much more. Here’s one that I saw recently in Ocean Beach:

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They obviously like Hodad’s, a cool burger joint that I like, too.

Ocean Beach is one of those neighborhoods where the bumper sticker mentality sometimes creeps into the yards, such as this house:

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I can tell that they like to hang out in Ocean Beach on Sunset Cliffs (beautiful homes with an ocean view), Dog Beach (I’m betting they have a dog), and Newport Avenue (main drag).

They also like to eat at Hodad’s, Pizza Port, and Lucy’s Tavern, all in Ocean Beach.

Considering all the chairs in their front yard, and the little sign that says “Come on in. Leave tracks.” they might never have a need to leave Ocean Beach!

And that very much is the prevailing attitude of Ocean Beach residents—If they never had to leave their little piece of paradise, they wouldn’t.

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14 thoughts on “I know where you’ve been and what you like!

  1. Anny

    That reminds me of when we used to go to Gilley’s in Pasadena. If a guy didn’t want his wife to know he’d been hanging out at Gilleys, he would have to remove the bumper sticker pronto. 🙂

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    1. Russel Ray Photos Post author

      Yep. Gilley’s was bad. I think they had more people putting on bumper stickers than they had serving alcohol inside.

      All my friends knew of my dislike for bumper stickers so I was pretty sure that after my first Gillery’s visit in June 1977 they had purposely put the bumper sticker on my car. It was a month before I forgave them, and only did I do that when we went to Gilley’s again the next month.

      I was always volunteering to drive because I liked to drive. I parked in the parking lot and as we were walking to the entrance I saw a gang of four guys walking through the parking lot putting bumper stickers on every car. I moved mine before they could tag it again, went inside and forgave my friends.

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  2. chrllrobb.blog

    I like a bumper sticker now and then, but the bus is a little overwhelming! 🙂 I think the last bumper sticker we had on our truck was Hauling Ass with a picture of a donkey beside it. I really do have a donkey. 😀

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