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Post by the Scribe on May 13, 2022 0:09:34 GMT
Jeff Cody Morris
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Where Linda Lives/Has Lived
Mar 12, 2021 at 5:33am via mobile eddiejinnj, PoP80, and 1 more like this Quote Post Options
Post by Jeff Cody Morris on Mar 12, 2021 at 5:33am
After I moved into 21 Westminster Ave in Venice Ca, I was told by several older tenants, and by one former owner, that Linda Ronstadt lived in my basement unit A/B.
ronstadt.proboards.com/thread/4552/where-linda-lives-lived?page=3
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Post by the Scribe on May 13, 2022 0:12:43 GMT
This deserves some research. I am guessing this may have been after she left her place on Hart Avenue or much later at one of those "in-between homes" times.
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Post by the Scribe on May 13, 2022 6:09:35 GMT
Linda traveled in some of the same circles as Charles Manson or at least was in the vicinity at the time he and his "family" were doing their thing. Leslie van Houten popped up in the news today and it is an interesting subject to read about and/or discuss.companion thread: ronstadt.proboards.com/thread/4552/places-linda-lived?page=2
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Linda Ronstadt meets Leslie Van Houten
I'm currently reading Linda Ronstadt's book Simple Dreams. In her book, Linda relates how she (and her friend Nicolette Larson) were really into roller skating. This was during the late 1970's, when skating was very popular. I can relate, because I loved going to roller discos! While skating in Southern California one day, Linda and Nicolette met Leslie Van Houten.
 
On to the story (excerpted from Simple Dreams):
Nicky and I started skating on Venice Beach, which we loved because it was full of extreme Southern California characters. There were old Jewish lefties playing chess, whatever was left of the Beat Generation, Muscle Beach bodybuilders, and street performers. There were also slackers and stoners of every description lying around enjoying the warm sun and the great looking girls in skimpy clothing.
Skating liberated us from car culture. If we saw something we liked, we could stop and join in immediately without having to park. If we didn't like what we saw, we could roll on by. The two of us were both novice skaters and could stop only by grabbing on to a pole or a tree.
We had a pal named Dan Blackburn, who worked as a news correspondent for NBC. He was a good skater and offered to meet us at the beach and give us some tips. Dan said he would bring a friend he wanted us to meet. He arrived at the designated hour and introduced us to a slender brunette, quiet and pretty, with a refined, well-brought-up manner. Her name was Leslie. We skated for an hour or so, until we were accosted by a tangle of people who were lying on the ground, trying to grab our ankles and begging for water. Some of them were eating dirt. They were obviously wasted on something strong. Someone said it was "angel dust," which was the street name for PCP. The analgesic effect of angel dust can prevent users form realizing they need water, and by the time the drug starts to wear off, they are desperate with thirst.
We managed to slide away and skated to a nearby restuarant for lunch. After we ordered, we began to talk about how we felt sorry and embarrassed for the people we had seen, that they had been shorn of any dignity they may have possessed, and that angel dust looked like a bad drug. Nicky and I had never tried it, and wondered what could be its appeal. Quiet Leslie became animated and said that yes, it was a very bad drug, and could cause one to do things one would never do when sober. She said she knew this, because she herself, had done some bad things under the influence of drugs and had gone to jail. Remembering my own jail experience, I naively asked her what she was arrested for. "Murder," she replied. "Well, who did you murder?" Nicky sputtered. Leslie replied that her full name was Leslie Van Houten and that she had been part of Charles Manson's "family." Nicollete and I were choking on our burgers. She seemed so nice and normal.
We wondered as politely as we could, how she had gotten out of jail and could be lunching and roller skating with us instead of sitting in a cell with the rest of her cohorts. She was out on an appeal because her attoney disappeared during the trial, and so she was found to have had ineffective assistance at trial.
As she saw it, the combination of Charles Manson's influence, plus the drugs he had encouraged her to take, would convince the court that she was not in her right mind, and therefore innocent. Dan and Leslie left us pondering how someone's life could change so irrevocably from normal to grotesquely tragic. As we skated back to where the car was parked, we wondered, could this happen to either of us? Or someone we loved? It definitely reinforced the hearing loss argument against drugs. I remember feeling so disturbed and distracted that I lost track of what my feet were doing and fell hard on the concrete. This, added to my fall down the stairs at the Capitol theatre a few years earlier, caused yeares of back problems.
Leslie's appeal, no surprise, was ultimately unsuccessful, as she was retried and ultimatley found guilty. After close to a year of freedom, she was returned to prison, where she remains to this day.
The above photo (from this time period) was found on the "Truth on Tate-LaBianca" website.
Truthontatelabianca.com
www.lsb3.com/2014/03/linda-ronstadt-meets-leslie-van-houten.html
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