Big Sunday the 20-plus-year volunteer group based just north of Hancock Park and west of Larchmont Village is looking for a new home.
“Our lease is up at the end of the year,” David Levinson, Big Sunday founder and executive director, told us.
Levinson is looking for a new site for the group’s headquarters with equal capacity of about 4,000 square feet for office, event and warehouse spaces. “We’re excited about the many possibilities and opportunities which might, this go-round, even include parking space!” Many of the group’s 2,000-annual ways for people to help others take place at schools, homeless shelters and at its Melrose headquarters.
University of Nevada, Reno, Libraries.
When local author Julia Claiborne Johnson wanted to start her second novel, she decided she needed an impetus. “What am I going to do to get myself in the mood to write?” she wondered, deciding that “I’m not gonna cut my hair till I’m done!” When she put pen to paper she sported a short bob; when she finished writing three years later, she could practically sit on her mane.
The resulting book, “Better Luck Next Time,” is a fictional account of the real Reno divorce camps which flourished in the 1930s and ‘40s. Women of means from across the country would vacation on a western-style ranch while establishing the six-week residency required to obtain a quickie divorce.
TOASTING 50TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY at Wilshire Country Club, Oct. 15, 2016.
Kathi and Mike Genewick grew up two blocks apart in Lockport, New York, a town of 25,000 in the snow belt near Buffalo. There, as Kathi states, “Everybody knows everybody.” They attended the same schools, shared friends, and he, three years her senior, dated one of her older sisters before turning his attention to Kathi. Now after 54 years of wedded bliss, five children and 12 grandchildren, the Genewicks are the living embodiment of the adage that the more a couple have in common, the better their chances of a successful marriage.
Kathi Nevins Genewick was raised with six siblings and remembers, “Our house was the place to be because there was always something going on.” Mike was often among the visiting friends and even accompanied the Nevinses to their lake cottage to water ski and swim.
ACQUAINTANCES visit with Giorgio on the boulevard and throughout the neighborhood on his daily walks.
Frank Sinatra liked Italian food and regularly downed three shots of bourbon while waiting for his table at Chasen’s. Hitchcock preferred champagne, fruit and French cuisine. Mick Jagger showed up at restaurants after a gig at the Roxy in a chauffeur-driven Rolls Royce.
So recalls Giorgio, the 56-year-old Larchmont Boulevard regular from behind his possession-piled shopping cart, a man who I got to know over several months of conversations.
Windsor, Chasen’s Giorgio used to have an apartment in Hollywood and a girlfriend from Kiev named Leonida and a succession of restaurant jobs in some of the most famous celebrity haunts: the Windsor and Chasen’s, among others. He once went to Jack Nicholson’s house as part of the Chasen’s events catering team and, reports Giorgio in his typical staccato delivery, Nicholson is a nice man and a very heavy drinker. “He liked Scotch.