 TNN:Steve, how long has Fais Do Do been in our community?
TNN:Steve, how long has Fais Do Do been in our community?
 TNN:  Mike how did the gallery and your radio station come about?
TNN:  Mike how did the gallery and your radio station come about?  TNN:  What is the room we are in?
TNN:  What is the room we are in? TNN: You guys show up on Adams and…. Boom! Revitalization! How did you find out about our community?
TNN: You guys show up on Adams and…. Boom! Revitalization! How did you find out about our community?  TNN:You have this building that houses Delicious Pizza and the building next door?
TNN:You have this building that houses Delicious Pizza and the building next door? TNN:All of that in one compound?
TNN:All of that in one compound? 
She established herself as the first upscale boutique of any kind on Pico Boulevard and blazed the trail for what is fast becoming a trendy destination in Mid City.
Pinky admits that the number one challenge to maintaining a store on Pico, (unlike Culver City or Melrose, or Larchmont) is a lack of foot traffic. Although she was aware of this before deciding on the location, it made more sense than opening her boutique on the already crowded Melrose Avenue. Pinky’s vivacious personality, talented design sense, natural creative instincts and true grit contribute to her success and longevity. She met the challenge of the lack of foot traffic with her signature brightly painted pink building which attracts drive bys like a flower attracts bees.
 Fred's Utopia Barber shop at 5276 w. Pico Blvd. has been in our community for 44 years. Recently I was invited to come by and attend their annual Christmas celebration. When I stepped in the front door  I was transported back to the days when I accompanied my dad to his barber shop with it's relaxed and welcome atmosphere, the conversations, the lived in environment. Fred's wall was covered with pictures that remind guests of the long history of this popular community center.
Fred's Utopia Barber shop at 5276 w. Pico Blvd. has been in our community for 44 years. Recently I was invited to come by and attend their annual Christmas celebration. When I stepped in the front door  I was transported back to the days when I accompanied my dad to his barber shop with it's relaxed and welcome atmosphere, the conversations, the lived in environment. Fred's wall was covered with pictures that remind guests of the long history of this popular community center.   I was directed to the back where Fred was fussing over the delicious food that was being offered up. I grabbed a plate and went and joined the crowd in the hairdressers rooom and listened to the easy  flow of conversation between the patrons and the hairdressers. On my way out I stopped in the front room where the two barbers, Fred and Jerry were getting customers presentable for holiday festivities. One customer was playfully chiding Fred for 'getting in his business".  I laughed and added, "Isn't that what goes on in the barbershop?"
I was directed to the back where Fred was fussing over the delicious food that was being offered up. I grabbed a plate and went and joined the crowd in the hairdressers rooom and listened to the easy  flow of conversation between the patrons and the hairdressers. On my way out I stopped in the front room where the two barbers, Fred and Jerry were getting customers presentable for holiday festivities. One customer was playfully chiding Fred for 'getting in his business".  I laughed and added, "Isn't that what goes on in the barbershop?"

Shoobie, Patricia, Mary, Jerry, Saezon, Alease, Fred

Have you been wondering what goes on at that beautiful, big white mansion at 3500 W. Adams (just west of Arlington) and what in the world is a labyrinth? Welcome to the headquarters of the Church of the Movement of Spiritual Inner Awareness and Peace Theological Seminary & College of Philosophy MSIA/PTS. Lots of long names, lots of spiritual focus, lots of fun and joy.
The mansion is a City of Los Angeles Cultural Heritage Monument, built for Secundo and Louisa Guasti, who emigrated to the United States from Italy, amassing a fortune in the California wine business. The Guasti label emanated from the Guasti vineyards which became the largest winery in the world at the turn of the 20th Century right here in Southern California. The mansion was designed by prominent architects, Hudson and Munsell, and took four years to construct, with materials from all over the world and artisans imported from Italy.
 Leo Branton Jr. was a civil rights and entertainment lawyer who championed the underdog and lived in Lafayette Square. He was also father to Tony Nicholas who ran the now defunct Tom Bradley Youth and Family Center on Pico. Leo was 91 and died April 19, 2013 in Los Angeles. We reprint the article we wrote about him in our Aug 2013 issue.
Leo Branton Jr. was a civil rights and entertainment lawyer who championed the underdog and lived in Lafayette Square. He was also father to Tony Nicholas who ran the now defunct Tom Bradley Youth and Family Center on Pico. Leo was 91 and died April 19, 2013 in Los Angeles. We reprint the article we wrote about him in our Aug 2013 issue. I was born out of wedlock in 1951 to a beautiful Latvian immigrant woman, Inta Penka. In 1940 when the Russians invaded Latvia, my mother, a young teen, was immediately sent home from her ballet school in the city but the boat she took did not drop her off at her port. The captain realized this was a last chance to get out and instead escaped across the Baltic along with the passengers. Mom would never see her parents again but she also escaped witnessing the seizure of her parents' land and being sent to Siberia, along with her mother and sister, for five years. Inta eventually made her way to Canada where I was conceived and born, out of wedlock.
I was born out of wedlock in 1951 to a beautiful Latvian immigrant woman, Inta Penka. In 1940 when the Russians invaded Latvia, my mother, a young teen, was immediately sent home from her ballet school in the city but the boat she took did not drop her off at her port. The captain realized this was a last chance to get out and instead escaped across the Baltic along with the passengers. Mom would never see her parents again but she also escaped witnessing the seizure of her parents' land and being sent to Siberia, along with her mother and sister, for five years. Inta eventually made her way to Canada where I was conceived and born, out of wedlock.  Tracy Paige Jr. had gone to his dad, Tracy Sr., who, I discovered, was one of thirty cousins!  Jr. shared this mysterious email with his dad and my other cousins. Was it a hoax?  They encouraged him to contact me.  So I woke up one morning to an email with a photo of my dad, Deutrelle Paige, aka Duke, tall, handsome, beautifully tailored and standing next to a woman at some kind of zoo.  He had a sketch pad under his arm (I’m an artist!) and he's looking toward the camera with a "Here I am, you finally found me" look on his face. Sadly, he had passed in 1996 and all my uncles and aunt had already passed on. Yet every light in my body exploded.  The ghost had an outline and was close, was looking at me. Looking like me.   A door opened up, I stepped in and discovered a treasure trove of family love and lore, remarkable information about my heritage and roots.  I began to flesh in the outline.
Tracy Paige Jr. had gone to his dad, Tracy Sr., who, I discovered, was one of thirty cousins!  Jr. shared this mysterious email with his dad and my other cousins. Was it a hoax?  They encouraged him to contact me.  So I woke up one morning to an email with a photo of my dad, Deutrelle Paige, aka Duke, tall, handsome, beautifully tailored and standing next to a woman at some kind of zoo.  He had a sketch pad under his arm (I’m an artist!) and he's looking toward the camera with a "Here I am, you finally found me" look on his face. Sadly, he had passed in 1996 and all my uncles and aunt had already passed on. Yet every light in my body exploded.  The ghost had an outline and was close, was looking at me. Looking like me.   A door opened up, I stepped in and discovered a treasure trove of family love and lore, remarkable information about my heritage and roots.  I began to flesh in the outline.  He had been a professional musican/piano player and although he'd married five times he had no natural children with any of his wives.  I apparently was his only known child.
He had been a professional musican/piano player and although he'd married five times he had no natural children with any of his wives.  I apparently was his only known child.  story. She did some research and found a record my father recorded when he was in his early 20s.  I ordered it and another album compilation of early blues tunes which included my dad along with Howlin’ Wolf, John Lee Hooker and Lightnin' Slim.  The single arrived with “Ida May” on one side and “Two-Faced Woman" on the other.  I rushed over to neighbor Wally Matsura, who still has a record player, and I heard my father's voice singing the kind of music I’d been singing with my band for most of my life!  Music I had not grown up with but began singing the minute I discovered it.  My favorite line was “I’m kind to little doggies and the birds up in the trees. But I wouldn’t take that woman back, if she begged on bended knee!”  I too have always been kind to little dogs and the birds up in the trees, and apparently so was my dad.
story. She did some research and found a record my father recorded when he was in his early 20s.  I ordered it and another album compilation of early blues tunes which included my dad along with Howlin’ Wolf, John Lee Hooker and Lightnin' Slim.  The single arrived with “Ida May” on one side and “Two-Faced Woman" on the other.  I rushed over to neighbor Wally Matsura, who still has a record player, and I heard my father's voice singing the kind of music I’d been singing with my band for most of my life!  Music I had not grown up with but began singing the minute I discovered it.  My favorite line was “I’m kind to little doggies and the birds up in the trees. But I wouldn’t take that woman back, if she begged on bended knee!”  I too have always been kind to little dogs and the birds up in the trees, and apparently so was my dad.  I flew to Washington where I rented a car to drive through the stunning Virginian countryside to Norfolk. One of the many lucky aspects of this story was my cousin Karen Paige who happened to be a historian. She suggested I stop off at the Rosewell Plantation outside of Gloucester.  Rosewell was one of the largest plantations in the south and according to Karen had been built by Mann Page. Evidence points to the possibility he was one of our ancestors.  Current efforts to compare DNA with his ancestors are underway. George Washington had been a frequent visitor and rumor had it, they used to discuss the Declaration as it was being developed.  Rosewell eventually burned down, but the ruins and property had become a landmark.  I spent a good hour by myself in the quiet humid summer heat surrounded by the ruins and the forest on its edges and the huge fields where the slaves toiled.  I tried to imagine the people and activities of the past, and it summoned up nothing but sadness.   A handful of white oppressors surrounded by over a hundred people serving them with no reward other than grief and fear. People who could be separated from their children and sold at a moment's notice.  Sold!
I flew to Washington where I rented a car to drive through the stunning Virginian countryside to Norfolk. One of the many lucky aspects of this story was my cousin Karen Paige who happened to be a historian. She suggested I stop off at the Rosewell Plantation outside of Gloucester.  Rosewell was one of the largest plantations in the south and according to Karen had been built by Mann Page. Evidence points to the possibility he was one of our ancestors.  Current efforts to compare DNA with his ancestors are underway. George Washington had been a frequent visitor and rumor had it, they used to discuss the Declaration as it was being developed.  Rosewell eventually burned down, but the ruins and property had become a landmark.  I spent a good hour by myself in the quiet humid summer heat surrounded by the ruins and the forest on its edges and the huge fields where the slaves toiled.  I tried to imagine the people and activities of the past, and it summoned up nothing but sadness.   A handful of white oppressors surrounded by over a hundred people serving them with no reward other than grief and fear. People who could be separated from their children and sold at a moment's notice.  Sold! I finally made it to Norfolk and the incredible embrace of my cousins. My dad and his three brothers and one sister had all passed on but many of the cousins lived close and I got to meet many of them.  I stayed with cousin Sylvia, and we couldn’t stop laughing and talking. It was like old home week.
I finally made it to Norfolk and the incredible embrace of my cousins. My dad and his three brothers and one sister had all passed on but many of the cousins lived close and I got to meet many of them.  I stayed with cousin Sylvia, and we couldn’t stop laughing and talking. It was like old home week. 
 They threw a big party for me at the house Deutrelle grew up in and two of my cousins lived in.  I saw where my dad practiced piano. He was so good "he could play with one hand and it sounded like two!"
They threw a big party for me at the house Deutrelle grew up in and two of my cousins lived in.  I saw where my dad practiced piano. He was so good "he could play with one hand and it sounded like two!"  My cousin Pam brought me to the house of another cousin who told me my dad stayed with them when he was in town. His fondest memory was driving Deutrelle's shiny brown Cadillac to school to impress his classmates.
My cousin Pam brought me to the house of another cousin who told me my dad stayed with them when he was in town. His fondest memory was driving Deutrelle's shiny brown Cadillac to school to impress his classmates.  My cousin Karen Paige, the historian, gave me a tour of the city and all the Paige landmarks including the monument to our great grandfather R.G.L. Paige in the black cemetery he had purchased and where other Paiges rest. It was now owned by the city. What I discovered about my lineage was extraordinary, and suddenly so many things about me began to make sense.
My cousin Karen Paige, the historian, gave me a tour of the city and all the Paige landmarks including the monument to our great grandfather R.G.L. Paige in the black cemetery he had purchased and where other Paiges rest. It was now owned by the city. What I discovered about my lineage was extraordinary, and suddenly so many things about me began to make sense.  
 One of his sons, RGL Paige II,  my grandfather, was also a distinguished lawyer in Norfolk, and all of my cousins remember "Daddy Paige" and his wife, Lillian Marcella Land, as being exceptionally kind and loving people.
One of his sons, RGL Paige II,  my grandfather, was also a distinguished lawyer in Norfolk, and all of my cousins remember "Daddy Paige" and his wife, Lillian Marcella Land, as being exceptionally kind and loving people.  My great aunt, Dorothy Boulding Ferebee, R.G.L. Paige’s granddaughter, was a medical activist.
My great aunt, Dorothy Boulding Ferebee, R.G.L. Paige’s granddaughter, was a medical activist.  I was interested in RGL's parentage, and here we have some differing stories.  My historian cousin Karen is in the process of piecing together evidence that RGL was the result of a union between a white man, Richard Lucian Page, a United States Navy officer who joined the Confederate States Navy and later became a brigadier general in the Confederate States Army during the American Civil War, and his housekeeper Catherine.  It is through him we trace back to Rosewell and, through my research, back to 1195 in England and a bishop named Pageham. But other sources claim his father was possibly a Thomas Paige.  Karen continues to research and with DNA tests so easily accessible we are getting closer to the truth.
I was interested in RGL's parentage, and here we have some differing stories.  My historian cousin Karen is in the process of piecing together evidence that RGL was the result of a union between a white man, Richard Lucian Page, a United States Navy officer who joined the Confederate States Navy and later became a brigadier general in the Confederate States Army during the American Civil War, and his housekeeper Catherine.  It is through him we trace back to Rosewell and, through my research, back to 1195 in England and a bishop named Pageham. But other sources claim his father was possibly a Thomas Paige.  Karen continues to research and with DNA tests so easily accessible we are getting closer to the truth.  So now, many of my inclinations are so easily explained.  From my natural love of African American jazz and blues and the bands I’ve put together to sing and perform this music, to my activism.  My political activism has always surprised me because I spent my life as an artist, focused on the ideas and activities of the art world, but I could never tolerate what I perceived as an injustice or abuse of the innocent and would stand up to it and take action when I could. In 1989 I joined in the fight against an invasion of anti-abortion activists Operation Rescue and we drove them out of Los Angeles. I successfully initiated and fought to get a law changed to make it illegal to tie a dog up in the backyard as a lifestyle in Los Angeles, and with very little support I fought against the illegal installation of gates in my community. Although I was able to take it as far as suing the city, it was a battle I lost. So when I read about my great grandfather's unsuccessful fight to have legislation created to address lynching, I felt he would have understood and been proud of my efforts to launch a lonely fight against the prevailing winds to right a wrong no matter how small.  Besides, in the end, The Neighborhood News emerged out of that effort and the recognition of the need to keep the community informed and connected and celebrated which we have been doing now for 10 years. The feeling of my ancestors cheering me on is palpable.
So now, many of my inclinations are so easily explained.  From my natural love of African American jazz and blues and the bands I’ve put together to sing and perform this music, to my activism.  My political activism has always surprised me because I spent my life as an artist, focused on the ideas and activities of the art world, but I could never tolerate what I perceived as an injustice or abuse of the innocent and would stand up to it and take action when I could. In 1989 I joined in the fight against an invasion of anti-abortion activists Operation Rescue and we drove them out of Los Angeles. I successfully initiated and fought to get a law changed to make it illegal to tie a dog up in the backyard as a lifestyle in Los Angeles, and with very little support I fought against the illegal installation of gates in my community. Although I was able to take it as far as suing the city, it was a battle I lost. So when I read about my great grandfather's unsuccessful fight to have legislation created to address lynching, I felt he would have understood and been proud of my efforts to launch a lonely fight against the prevailing winds to right a wrong no matter how small.  Besides, in the end, The Neighborhood News emerged out of that effort and the recognition of the need to keep the community informed and connected and celebrated which we have been doing now for 10 years. The feeling of my ancestors cheering me on is palpable. I have had the extraordinary good fortune to have discovered remarkably loving kin and to feel embraced by their welcoming home. It has been an emotional landscape changer.  To discover I have genetic roots in important events in our American history and ancestors who fought against all odds for justice and relief, allows me to rewrite the family codes I'd been operating under and understand, embrace and celebrate my genetic heritage in the Norfolk Paige line.
I have had the extraordinary good fortune to have discovered remarkably loving kin and to feel embraced by their welcoming home. It has been an emotional landscape changer.  To discover I have genetic roots in important events in our American history and ancestors who fought against all odds for justice and relief, allows me to rewrite the family codes I'd been operating under and understand, embrace and celebrate my genetic heritage in the Norfolk Paige line.  
 Standing like a sentinal at the entrance of what I like to refer to as the West Adams Gateway...
Standing like a sentinal at the entrance of what I like to refer to as the West Adams Gateway...
 I was born out of wedlock in 1951 to a beautiful Latvian immigrant woman, Inta Penka. In 1940...
I was born out of wedlock in 1951 to a beautiful Latvian immigrant woman, Inta Penka. In 1940...
 While grandparents despair that the younger generation has been captured by twitter, instagram,...
While grandparents despair that the younger generation has been captured by twitter, instagram,...
 For 13 years, Dianne V. Lawrence has helmed The Neighborhood News, highlighting noteworthy...
For 13 years, Dianne V. Lawrence has helmed The Neighborhood News, highlighting noteworthy...
 This article is reprinted with permission from the World Tribune. For more information on that...
This article is reprinted with permission from the World Tribune. For more information on that...
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