I remember the Rodney King verdict and riots like yesterday. We were living in Studio City, just behind Art’s Deli. I was working in Canoga Park, and Nadine was working in Beverly Hills.
Nadine got a warning at her office about 4PM to go home for the day, that there was rioting going on in many locations in the city. She left work, and proceeded start to drive up Beverly Glen. Beverly Glen was bumper-to-bumper with people trying to get out of the city. The Saab overheated in the stop-and-go traffic (mostly stop), and stalled. She had to pull it over and park on the side of the road, and leave it there.
Nadine flagged down a woman who was driving just behind her up Beverly Glen, and this kind person, seeing her dilemma, gave her a ride to her house, which was off of Mulholland.
Nadine called me at work from the woman’s house (no cell phones yet) and told me what was happening and where she was. I left work immediately and drove to the woman’s house on Mulholland. When I got up on Mulholland, I could look down into the city and there were many plumes of smoke rising up into the air from where fires had been started. It looked like a scene out of a war zone, a city after being bombed.
I found the woman’s house, where I met Nadine, and her savior briefly. I was worried that the Saab would be stolen or vandalized and by this time the traffic had thinned out a lot. I talked Nadine into going with me to try to rescue the Saab. So back down we went on Beverly Glen, and found the Saab unharmed. And it started right up. So, from there, we drove both of our cars home.
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