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FOREWARD

This is Pasadena: the pa~eantry and elegant beauty of the

Tournament of Roses, the dazz1ing brilliance of the Ambassador

Auditorium by night, the gracious homes of Orange Grove Boule-

vard which ca1l to mind an earlier era.

This too is Pasadena: the Ca1ifornia Institute of Tech-((j\no10gy, a world center for scientists; Jet Propulsion Laboratory,

reaching toward the future with space projects.

Pasadena is a city which has e1ements in both the arts and

the sciences. It is for this reason that we have selected a

aomputerized rose for the cover of MORE THAN A ROSE PARADE to

symbolize bath facets of Pasadena.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

San Gabriel Missi On1 sSpanish Daughter. . .

Dorothy Wright -- Ben Frankli ni s West·ern .Great-Great Grandniece

AinbassadorAuditorium. • • • •

Everything' s ComingUp Roses· .

Pasadena Time Parade

The Staff . • . . . '. '.

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SAN GABRIEL MISSION'SSPANISH DAUGHTER

We walked through the dim foyer of alarge Spanish-style building that shel-tered retired senior citizens from thenoise and bustle of Pasadena's mainstreet, Colorado Boulevard. In the half-light of the wrought iron wall sconcesdignified residents gave our small partyinquisitive glances. Clustered in groupsof armchairs, their eyes continued to fol-low us as we looked for Malvina Lopez, thegranddaughter of the founding families ofthe cities of San Gabriel and Los Angeles.

We found her sitting in the lobby in theshadow of an arch. Her proud bearing andalert dark eyes under black, bristlingbrows gave us the impression of one muchyounger than her eighty-two years.

A dark wooden eane leaned against theknee of Malvina Lopez. Until recently,she guided visitors through San Gabriel'shistorie landmark: her family's Lopez/deLowther Adobe. This simple, yet graeioushouse, with its thick walls, tiled kitchen,and fountained patio, was once the westwall of the San Gabriel Mission, the "Queenof the Missions," as Father Junipero Serracalled the fourth of the chain, built Sep-tember 8, 1771.

Malvina Lopez was more than ready forour questions. Leading us to a table, shebemoaned, with a twinkle in her eyes,"Why does everyone come to me, asking about

San Gabriel? Must 1 be a history book?"But as she eased into a chair, she beganto relate her family history without theleast bit of encouragement; it was obviausthat she had, indeed, related this informa-tion to so many people that it was liketurnin9 on a tape recorder:

"My grandfather, Nepoceno Lopez, came toSan Bernardino, California, from SouthernSpain with his family. He \>/asquite paar,really, and he had his family to bring up,50 he was a silversmith. Also, he likedto raise vegetables and stuff like that.When 1 was a little kid, 1 remember 1 usedto like to sit with him, while he raisedthe vegetables and all, you kno\>l. He was

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a dear,old soul, and he died at eighty-three." (Nepoceno bought the adobe in1849. )

Mrs. Lopez also talked about her maternalgrandfather's background. He, too, came toCalifornia with a trade, that of saddle-maker. Juan Moreno was one of the foundersof Los Angeles.

He came from Guadalquivir, somewhere inCentral Spain, near Madrid. He made beau-tiful saddles, with silver trim and all.

How did the early Spaniards under Juni-pero Serra get the land to build the mis-sions?

"Well, 1lm gonna tell you. That was salon~ aga that it wasnlt hard atal1 toget sorne land there from the Indians. Itwasnlt difficult. It wasnlt like it isnow; you wouldn't think of it in that way.The Indians helped in the making, and soforth."

How did your grandfather acquire theLapez adobe, which was originally part ofthe west wall of the San Gabriel Mission?

"He didn't pay money for it. He tradedtwo or three horses and a cow for theadobe -- it was just a shack -- and theland around "it."

The Lopez/de Lowther Adobe,once the west wall of the SanGabriel Mission, attracts aSunday afternoon stroller.

What did your father do for a living?"My father was a farmer, and he kept his

money and he bought a small farm of fif-teen acres in East San Gabriel. Then laterhe sold that farm. He got too old to beworking any more, and we went to live inSouth Pasadena.1I

Did you socialize with the Indians?"We were different. People of Spanish

descent kept to themselves. They didn'tlike to ~o with the Indians. They justdidn't, you know. It was hard for theIndians, really. 1 think of that now, youknow, but 1 didnlt then. 1 was just a kid,and how did 1 know?"

What was the main oecupation at that time?"1111 tell you: Farming was the main

thing. And they were owners; my father be-came the owner of a ranch, and they hiredthese people, you know. He hired helpersall the time. Sure, that was the mainthing."

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And what was the main erop?"Oh, oranges were the big thing •..and we

had a grea-a-a-t big orchard. And you know,it's gone now ...and it's full of dirty,oldhouses."

Oid you ride horseback?"Oh, yes, everybody did. We all had

horses, everybody had horses -- that wasnothing. That's hard noW!"

Oid girls partieipate in sports then?"Well, 1 used to play baseball when 1 was

a little kid. 1 had a lot of funInOid you play with the boys?"Sure!"How big was your school?"Well, the San Gabriel school at that

time ...we were a lot of kids; we were aboutthirty kids in a class. The school wasvery much like today, only there were moreSpanish people in it. 1 wouldn't think ofthinking about it, because we were allAmericans, you know.1I

Oid you enjoy school?"When 1 was little, 1 had an awful time--

when 1 was in first grade--because 1 couldn'tspeak English. 1 had been brought up totalk Spanish, and so 1 really had a hardtime in the San Gabriel school for abouta year it took me to learn some English.Now 1 know both languages just alike."

What do 'you think of the program used bysome California school distriets in whichSpanish-speaking students have separateclasses from other students until theylearn English?

"I think that is wrong for both the ehil-dren who don't and the children who do. 1think it's very bad, because the ones whocanlt speak Spanish should know that there

are other people who don't talk thei~ lan-guage and try to help them. And they canlthelp them unless they're in the same class ...and 1 was a teacher, you know. l'd ratherhave it that way. So long as they live inCalifornia and are taxpayers, they shouldhave the right to be together, because theyare all Americans, don't you see? They'renot anythin9 but Americans."

A lot of Spanish families are afraid thattheir children will become "Americanized"and lose their native culture. How haveyou preserved yours?

"Well, 1111 tell you. My family wasnltthat way. We didn't think that atall. 1think most people, once they learn Spanishlike 1 knew it, never forget it. 1 reallythink that."Tell us about your teaching career."I started teaching in 1915 during World

War 1 in the San Gabriel schools. 1 taughtthird grade for two years. Then 1 went toLos Angeles, where 1 taught two more years.It was an intermediate school in a Negrodistrict. After that 1 spent thirty-eightyears teaching Spanish and sorne history atLos Angeles High School. Altogether 1taught for forty-two years. Il •

We understand that the Claretian Fathersoperate the mission and the adobe.

"Yes. Now, the Church owns the 01 d house.My family sold the adobe to the Archdioceseof Los Angeles, who leases it to the cityof San Gabriel for a dollar a year. Andthatls how it's open, you know, for thepublic. 1 hostessed there a lot, but livebeen sick, and 1 had to quit because 1couldn't walk around so easily to show thepeople the things. IIrnsorry about that.

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"My friend, Dorothy Wri ght, has taken myplace. She told me you were coming.1I

Do you have any early memories of theRose Parade?

"The Rose Parade? 1 used to love to cometo the Rose Parade. 1 have memories of it,yeso And now 1 hate to go to it. It's toocrowded now, it wasnlt then. 1 don't likeall that crowd business, you know. But youknow what 1 do now? It's 50 crowded -- andwhat most of us do here: On the secondfloor there's a 10n9 sort of room that theycall the 'playroom' for this place. And weall, that don't have windows facing Colo-rado, we go there.1I

leeAnne is going ta be in this RoseParade, so she's 90in9 to 9ive us a storyfrom the inside looking out.

"You do that! Do you play an instru-ment?11

LeeAnne: "Well, l'm in the drill team,and 1 carry a tall flag. Il

"Voulre gonna get very tired. Well, it'sa wonderful thing, and it's read about andtalked about all over. And they're expect-ing to rent rooms for a fortune. Il

What do you think of the ehildren of to-day?

"I think, oh, 1 don't know. 1 think thatehildren today are just as good as the chil-dren were then, and vice versa. Vou maydress a little differently, but youlre notany different. Chi1dren are children. 1taught for forty-two years, and 1 feel thatway. 1 think kids are kids. Vou kids andthose kids in my time were just the same:maybe we were a little darker, but that'sall. Welre all American kids, isn't thatSO?"

by WeB Guarino, GPegg Sah1..Jartz.,

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DOROTHY WRIGHT -- BEN FRANKLIN'SWESTERN GREAT-GREAT GRANDNIECE

Early San Gabriel Valley pioneers seemto keep in touch, their common goal beingthe preservation of relies and memoriesthat help tell California's story. Suchis the case with Malvina Lopez and DorothyWright.

A lifelong friendship between Malvina andDorothy began in the San Gabriel grammarschool, when Malvina was in the second gradeand Dorothy in the first. The two ladiesare still a team, with Miss Wright hostess-ing in the Lopez Adobe every fourth Sundayafternoon. She shows visitors the portraitof Nepoceno Lopez, hanging over the high

slope of the parlor fireplace; the Mexicantiled kitchen; the herb garden around thefountain; the thick adobe walls; and theenormous dol' collection.

We visited Miss Wright in her attractivestucco bungalow the week after talkin9 withMalvina Lopez. On a mahogany sideboard sather proudest possession, her great-greatuncle's teapot, Ben Franklin's teapot. Itwas of humble English clay decorated withpainted roses.

"The teapot came from l11Ygrandmother,whose name is Charlotte Franklin Wright.Originally there was a sugar and a creamer,and six cups and saucers. The cups andsaucers were promised as a wedding gift tomy mother. However, after their marriage,one day my mother was visiting my grand-mother, Charlotte Wright, and she was horri-fied to see her sister-in-law warming her

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children's milk on the back of the stovein the creamer, so she asked my grandmotherfor the cups and saucers, thinking to savethem. She remembered that previously thesame sister-in-law had cut up BenjaminFranklin's shawl to make a Halloween cos-tume! Grandmother said, 'Oh, they'repacked away, but 1111 see that you getthem.' Onlya few months later she wasstricken with pneumonia and died, so mymother never received the cups and sau-cers, or the sugar and creamer. But atthat time my father brought home the tea-pot, because this had been Benjamin Frank-lin's teapot.1I

The Lopez and Wright families were typi-cal of those who succeeded in the Valley:They were ambitious, versatile, and had atrade. They came to California to buy land--the Lopezes grew oranges, and the Wrightsraised horses. Dorothy ehecks her family'sBible, where the records are kept, as shespeaks:

"Now my grandfather, Charles BenjaminWright, first came to California in 1858with two older brothers. They came acrossthe plains by stagecoach, before the rail-roads were built. They each had five hun-dred dollars in gold jingling in theirpockets, with instructions from theirfather to aequire land suitable for rais-ing cattle. Their father wanted the landbecause he owned a tannery in Midd1eboro,Massachusetts, and wanted to be able toget hides. So my grandfather bought allof what is now the South part of Comptonfor a dollar and a quarter an acre. Whenhe later sold it for a hundred and fifty

dollars an acre, he thought he had made avery good profit on his five-hundred dollarinvestment."

(Oil was discovered in Compton in theearly 1920's, but by then Charles BenjaminWright's children had sold their dividedplots.)

"One of the two older brothers said thatthis part of the country would amount tonothing, so he journeyed further North onhorsebaek and acquired practically all ofwhat today is known as the town of Vallejo.The oldest brother, Ellington, said, '1think you both are out of your minds! l'mnot going to waste mymoney in the West. 1

So he returned to Connecticut and helpedfound an insurance company which later be-came the Fireman' s Fund, which you know to-day.

"Grandfather -- he was thirty-seven atthe time -- and his older brother returnedto Connecticut within the year to joinEllington. In 1863 Ellington died in the

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Civil War. It wasnlt until about fiveyears later that grandfather returned toCalifornia for the second time, crossingthe Isthmus of Panama. (By coincidence,mY maternal grandfather, Robert HawkinsKing, was crossing the Isthmus at aboutthe same time. After fighting in the Con-federate Army, he and his wife, MarthaAnn, left Texas and ended up travelingby ox-eart from San Diego to San Bernar-dino.) Well, in the Spring of 1870,Grandfather Wright sent for his wife, myGrandmother Charlotte, after the trans-continental railroad was fini shed in 1869.On leaving Connecticut with my father,William Henry Wright, who was not quitefour years old, she shipped several bar-rels of books ahead by freight, fearingthat there were no schools in Compton forher children."A larg~ blaek Persian eat meowed at thegarden window. Dorothy said, "Thatls BigBoy. He has to come in. He has to seeeverything.1I We helped ourselves to somedelicious fruit cookies. Dorothy offeredmore. "Donlt deny yourselves! Iim goingto make some more tomorrow, anyway. Cookiesare made for youngsters to eat. They'renot made for decorations."Continuing the family saga, she said,"Father, unfortunately, when he was aboutsixteen, was thrown from a horse, whostepped into a gopher hole when he wasdriving sorne cattle home. He suffered aconcussion, which caused him to be blindfor almost a year. When father's sightreturned, he entered the Normal School inLos Angeles, where the Los Angeles CityLibrary is now perched.

"When father was visiting in Connecticutin 1888, having a marvelous time go;ng todancing parties, he received an urgent tele-gram from grandfather in Compton: COME HOMEAT ONCE. THE BOOM HAS BUST! The land boomof the eighties was built more on promisesof gloriously developed towns than on thereality of near-primitive desert and beachland. Owners of this property had boughttheir land on a shoestring, paying as lit-tle as ten dollars down. This was ealled'pyramiding,' speculatin9 by using paperprofits. But taxes and hi~h interest onloans had to be paid, and when the landdidn't sell, the owners were in trouble.Grandfather was no longer a rich man.

"Father's first teaching was out inGrimes Canyon. Grimes Canyon was owned byOld Man Grimes, as he was called. Fatherwent out on horseback to apply for thisteaching jOb, whieh, he was informed, wasvacant. They'd never been able to keep ateacher much longer than a month to twomonths. The children ranged in age fromfive to twenty-seven, and it was an un-graded, one-room schoolhouse.

"The old man looked at father, who hadjust recently returned from his trip East,and saw his spats. Father said they werethe on1y shoes he had to wear. Old ManGrimes looked the twenty-two-year-old upand down, and didn't think he could reallyhandle it, but, if he wanted to try it, hecould.

"The thing that fasci nated father wasthat during this interview the old gentle-man stood at the front door of the log cabin,and he had a big wad of chewing tobacco inhis mouth. Periodically he would turn and

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spit this tobacco from the doorway wherehe stood into the fireplace across theroom, to my father's great fascination.

"Among father's pupils there were quitea number of boys who were quite old andcould make life-very miserable for tea-chers. 50 the first day father had school--it was a warm September day--he rang theschool bell; the little children came in,and these older boys hung out by theirhorses, making their plans as to how theywere going to make life miserable for theirschoolteacher. But the aforesaid school-teacher loaked the dbop, and, being a warmday, the windows were raised. Now andagain they cou1d hear the students singinginside the sehoolhouse, and then they couldhear them laughing. They seemed to be hav-ing a very good time, which those on theoutside listening were not having. So re-cess came, and the door was opened. Andnothin9 was said to the others about com-ing in. 50 along about twelve o'clockthey had lunch. After lunch the older boysslo\'/1y,but surely, walked in and decidedthey'd have a look at the new schoolteacherinside the schoolhouse rather than out."

What did they see and hear that was hold-ing the interest of the "insiders"?

"To start out with, father told themabout New England. He had just returnedfrom his trip there. Since he was onlythree \'Ihenhe was brouqht"to California,he barely remembered it, and now it wasfresh in his memory. He to1d them aboutBoston, about the beginning of their coun-try -- all of whieh was completely new tochildren here in California. He showedthem hO\'1 things \'/eredoing in this part of

the country as well as on the Atlantic Sea-board. The same freedoms that people wereseeking here in California were also beingsought on the Atlantic Seaboard. He toldthem about the War Between the States --the Ci vil \~ar -- and the changes tha t werebeing made. And he showed them pictures.He showed them parts of the country of whichthey had absolutely no concept and broughtthat into their being. That's how he gotthe older boys to go w;th him -- that, plusthe faet he taught them football and base-ball.

"Among these children there was one womannamed Sephrona who could neither read norwrite. This was Old Man Grimes' daughter.1I

Didn't he care that his dau~hter was i1-literate?

liNo, because it wasnlt considered very im-portant for women to be edueated. But oneevening Sephrona asked my father if he wouldteach her to read and write, which he did.He suceeeded in gettinq a home for her inLos Anqeles, 50 she eould 90 to high schooland to the Los Angeles State Normal School.She then became a pioneer in the teaching ofchildhood remedial reading.

"Father went on to become principal ofSan Fernando School, then was acting CountySuperintendent for two years.1I

Then he was a teaeher al' his life?liNo, indeed. He served in both hou ses of

the California legislature in Sacramento:in 1909 he was Assistant Clerk of the As-sembly, and in 1911, First Assistant Secre-tary of the Senate. Then he was in the LosAngeles County Assessor's office for thirty-five years.

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of the Angels on McClintock Street nearU.S.C. is now a fraternity house. Lasttime 1 saw the house, it was painted abright red! But my mother said it was avery modest gray when he lived there."

Oid you plan to become a teacher likeyour father?

"No, 1 didn't really become interestedin teachin9 until 1 was studying musie anddance in Washington, D.C. Then 1 becameinterested in working with children withhealth problems. My mother cared for vet-erans of the Confederaey here in Califor-nia -- the old men who were living at theCounty Farm. Being born in Texas, she wasa member of the U.D.C., the United Daugh-ters of the Confederacy, whieh is a verylarge organization in the South, but notso large here in the West. Mother told methat in 1860 there was a group of men whodrilled and were ready to jaïn the Canfed-erate Army. Il

From CaZifomia?"Yes. Well, it was agricultural, you

see. But the war came to an end beforethey got there. Also, it was in this pe-riod they bt'loughtthe camels in."

IlCame1s !", we exc1 aimed ."Yes. That must have been in 1860, too,

beeause Major Bell was in eharge. He gotthe idea to import camels to our desert tocarry supplies to army camps. But he wastransferred East because of the war. Upat Camp Tejon was our stopping spot forlunch in the old days, to let the car cooloff before going down the grade. Yes, itboiled going up, and it boiled if you wentdown too fast! And you hit the forty-mileperiod at the foot of the 'Grapevine' on

;nto Fresno. That's where the camels wereKept. The first time 1 ever went over thatspot, off in the distance we saw a camel.But now 1 think they are practically allgone. They wandered from California backinto Arizona. But they found that they werevery difficult beasts, because they had avery bad temper, and it took men who real1yknew how to handle them.

"California has the most fascinating his-tory of any state, 1 believe, in the Union,because there are so many different phasesof California."

Miss Wright held her Franklin teapot asshe and Big Boy walked us to the door. Wemade a date to photo~raph her at the Lopez

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A M BAS SAD 0 R A U DIT 0 R l U M

Pasadena's Newest Arehitectural Jewel

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AMBASSADOR AUDITORIUM

Craftsmanship of Old in a New Building

Pasadena, a mecca for outstanding archi-tectural landmarks, has a new jewel in hererown: It is Ambassador Auditorium, 10-eated on the forty-acre campus of Ambassa-dor College. Although new, the small col-lege received the most beautiful eampusaward in 1975 and 1976.We walked through well-kept gardens to

the majestic music hall rising On pillarsfrom a pool of water. A beautiful fountainin front of the auditorium sprayed waterupon the wings of seulptured egrets inflight. We erossed the large reflectingpool by a bridge-walkway and looked up atthe beauty of the auditorium's Grecian pro-portions.

Waiting for us inside the glass-walledlobby was a very friendly man, Mr. RomanBorek, the house manager. He was quiteeager to answer our questions and had manyfacts to give us. While we were takingpictures, Mr. Borek told us about thebuilding's eonception and development.

"Fifteen years ago Mr. Herbert Armstrong,founder of a religious denomination calledthe Worldwide Church of God, made plans forbuilding the auditorium. He visualized aplace of beauty which would inspire peopleby its atmosphere and by the quality ofartistry presented in this environment."

Why is the auditorium so opulent? Whyput so much money into all these fine

materials? Ooes this serve a reliqious~purpose?

"Yes. Mr. Armstrong believes that welreaZZ students; welre all growing; each has apotential. When a person attends a concertin this beautiful auditorium, he or she isentertained by the world's top performers:artists who have perfected their art to thehighest degree. The concert-g~ers are in-spired by this excellence -- inspired to seethat a mere human being can achieve suchgreat perfection -- and leave the auditoriummotivated to perfect their individual tal-ents. God has given each person a talent.Attendin9 a concert at Ambassador may bethe catalyst to help develop someonels tal-ent, whatever that potential may be.1I

In searching for an architect to realizehis dream, Mr. Armstrong visited many beau-tiful, local buildings, gleaning ideas frommany of them, which he presented to the firmof architects chosen to design the buildingand grounds -- Daniel, Mann, Johnson, and

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Mendenhall. Mr. Armstrong wanted someconcepts realized in the auditorium:classic simplicity and c1ean, unelutteredlines. The idea of having the buildingrise on colonnades out of water was Mr.Armstrong'st tOOt from his memory of suehan effect in Europe.

Craftsmen were sought out who knew howto handle wood, marble, glass, and metal.R. M. Wood, of the William Simpson Con-struction Company, saidt "The AmbassadorAuditorium has been a unique constructionexperience due to the extremely close tol-erances required to fit the variety ofmaterials used ... We at the constructionsite refer to this structure as t.he 1200-foot watch'."When finished, the cost of the auditorium

was over 11.4 million dollars. Funds were

David Wynn, noted English sculptor,designed the thirty-foot EgretFountain, loeated in front of theAuditorium.

donated by members of the Worldwide Churchof God. Most of the money was raised bymiddle-income and poorer people. A motherof six children in New Jersey took in iron-,ing to donate money. Others gave up littleluxuries. No millionaires or eorporationsbaeked the building, but seven corporationsdid help out by donating a total of $7,000.The money all went baek to them in the formof tickets to the performances. Althoughthe drawing area of the audience is alsoworldwide, ninety-nine percent come fromLos Angeles and Orange Counties.

Setting foot in the Grand Lobby, one1seye immediately rises to blink at the thirty-foot chandelier of bronze adorned with 1,375Belgian prisms. It telescopes in case ofan earthquake and can be lowered for main-tenance. Then the purple, orange, red andyellow pattern in the earpeting beneathmakes sense. Its design was woven to orderto represent abstractly the reflection oflight that the chandelier's prisms throw onthe ground. Designed by Mr. Herbert Arm-strong and Robert E. Smith, Ambassador Col-lege interior decorator, the carpet has beenevaluated the finest industrial carpet on

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earth. It is made of 100% wool, woven inone piece, with over 250 ties of yarn persquare inch. The carpet in the lower lobbyis equally elegant and features a sunburstdesign with the flames seemingly shootingout at us, as we descended the wide stairs.Mr. Borek told us to look above our heads."The undersides of the stairways are cov-ered with twenty-four karat hammered gold, Ilhe exclaimed!Ascending again to the Grand Lobby, we

photographed a marble wall, flanked by600-pound Baccarat crystal candelabras,on which was lettered the building's dedi-cation. We followed the purple carpetinginto the auditorium itself.

"Twenty minutes from now, students wi 11be vacuuming your footprints from this car-pet. The campus is maintained by the stu-dents -- the gardening, catering, sweepingand eleaning -- everything," Mr. Borek in-formed us. "It is the cleanest campus inthe country. Remember the saying, 'Clean-liness is next to Godliness'."We could understand why the auditorium

has been judged one of the world's mostbeautiful. Rosewood panels with teakwoodinserts line the wall. Wood is used underthe polished bronze-bar ceiling and on seatbaeks, all to eonduct sound. The walls arenon-parallel, and there are twenty-sevengiant gold leafed "acoustical clouds" at-taehed in rows to the eei1ing. These en-gineering refinements make the auditoriumone of the world's best, acoustically.

New columns over old Pasadena

Music started filtering down from thebalcony area. We followed the sound to anenclosed sound booth in the center of thebalcony. The console, looking like themanuals of a huge organ, had an amazing ar-ray of buttons and wires. Lying on his backunder the sound board was the audio engineer,Tom Maydeck. IITapedeck," as he is called,said that the college engineers desi9nedthe audio console. "!tls a nice pad," he

- quipped. Mr. Borek added, "Next to N.A.S.A.(National Aeronautics and Space Administra-tion) our auditorium had the most sophis-ticated sound system on earth, when thebuilding was completed in 1974."

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A graceful staircase of verdemarble undercoated in hammeredgold and railed in Africanbartiki wood.

Lobby carpetls design is abstractpattern of reflection of prismsfrom overhanging chandelier .

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The candelabras~ each containingmore than 2~000 pieces of crystal~were used by the Shah of Iran forthe celebration of the 2500thanniversary of the Persian Empireat Persepolis in 1971.

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From the balcony we could see the stage,set for a student production of Heidi. Thegrand drape, made of three shades of goldsi1k velour, cascaded in front of threeadditional drapes of red, yellow, andblack. The furniture of the set was onan orchestra lift that could be elevatedfrom the floor beneath to five differentlevels. Arthur Rubinstein, the world-famous piano virtuoso, said that Ambassa-doris Steinway, made in Hamburg, Germany,is the most responsive piano on earth.The stage lightin~ can be controlled byamini-computer with 240 available presets,as well as manually.

liThe auditorium has been chosen for manyimportant benefit performances, becauseof its beauty and extensive televisionequipment. Why, next week Bing Crosby

Sheri Rogelstad, a botany major,vacuums the reflectin9 pool.

will be the star of his fiftieth anniversaryshow, BING!, televised around the fountainand on our stage. The benefit's profits willbe shared between WAIF and our AmbassadorInternational Cultural Foundation. (TheFoundation helps children in developingcountries, conducts arehaelogical projectsin Israel, Indonesia, and Iraq, and even paidfor band uniforms for the Pasadena High SchoolMarching Band.)n

We descended the stairs from the upperlobby, running our hands along rails made ofAfrican bartiki wood. Our faces ~lowed rosyfrom the reflected rose onyx of the wallslining the whole lobby area. The preciousstone came from Turkey and Persia, and wascut and polished in Italy. It is the largestinstallation of rose onyx in the world.We continued down to the lower level re-

hearsal rooms. Personalities from JimmYStewart to Joan Sutherland have checked theirattire in the mirrored dressing rooms beforegoing on stage. Opposite the base of the or-ehestra lift is a kitchenette-lounge area.The adjacent recording studio has plasticwalls, to make it as acoustically dead asthe auditorium above is acoustically alive.

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"Tapedeck" jOined us in a spotless ele-vator for a trip to the roof. We walkedaround its edge, excited by the panoramicview: the eity of Pasadena to the East;the deep, wide gul1ey of the Arroyo Secoto the North, in which nestles the RoseBowl; a tangle of trees to the South,bloeking the view of Orange Grove Boule-vard's stately homes and new condominiums;and to the West, just sinking below thetreetops, a round, red sun. Mr. Boreksaid, "Look back to the East; the moon isrising simultaneously with the sunls sink-ing in the West. Il You ean1t beat that fora grand finale!

As Greg9 snapped the last photograph ofthe building's polished green granite ex-terior, he mused, "We should have stayed afew minutes longer, after saying good-byeto Mr. Borek, to see whether they reallydid vaeuum the carpets we had just walkedon. Il

The three-tiered chandelier ofBelgian erystal prisms dominatesthe lobby.

P.s. Just a few weeks after we prowledthrough the Ambassador Auditorium's stage,a headline flashed in the news: BING CROSBYHURT IN PASADENA STAGE FALL. After thank-ing the stellar audience for its warm par-ticipation, Bing turned to exit off a rampbuilt over the orchestra pit. He lost hisbalance, and, graspin9 a curtain, fell withit into the pit. Bing is of sturdy stuffi --he only sustained bruises and is recupera-ting in the Huntin9ton Memorial Hospital,an extended Pasadena visit he didn't planon. We wonder if he winced in his hospitalbed as he watched the March 20th telecast,in which he told his wife, Kathy, "I wantto get off this stage in one piece."

by Peggy Yocum and CheriEZliott

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EVERYTHING'S COMING UP ROSES

The early hours of 1977 had a peeuliarcraziness to them in Pasadena. Peopleyoung and old sprawled on street cornerssurrounded by blankets, benche~and ven-dors. Children ran between the staked-out pieces of sidewalk, dodged the swirl-ing lights of the ear~ and waited for thedawn to reveal the first float turnin9 thecorner onto Colorado Boulevard. It wastime for the Eighty-eighth Annual Tourna-ment of Roses Parade in Pasadena. For us,the hometown kids of the Pasadena HighSchool Marching Band and Drill Team, itwas time to march down Colorado Boulevardas participants.

Even before the first flower was pastedto a float, we 120 students were giving upour homework time to do a couple of turnsaround the block in parade formation. Withthe constant promptin~ of director pavidWickham's bullhorn, lines were straightenedand feet were conditioned for the five-mile performance. At the front and back ofthe band those of us who were in the drillteam worked end1essly with the banner andthe tall flags. Time passed quickly.

The dawning of the new year found bandmembers reporting to school at the earlymorning hour of 5:30 A.M. Between yawnsand groans, uniforms were fitted o~ and wepiled into buses which wove through an ex-peetant Pasadena.

The lineup area·was a mass of swarminghorses, outfitted riders and multi-colored

musicians. In the confusion, Mr. Wickhammade a frantic last-minute search for aforgotten item. The flutes practiced asection of the parade theme song,THE GOOD

LIFE. Barelegged in my skimpy drill teamuniform, 1 huddled with the other girls be-tween buses which bore license plates fromall over the United States. Before lon~ weblended together to form the red and whitePasadena High School Marching Band and DrillTeam. A whistle from drum major Robert Suhsnapped us to attention. Another set ofwhistles and the cadence began. Our whitebuck shoes began to hit the pavement in uni-son. With gleaming instruments and proudbearin~we met our audienee of 1.3 million.

After sitting On a curb for forty-eighthours waiting for the parade, most specta-tors were not content to merely see the

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hometown band; they also wanted to hear us.Cries for music became the order of the day,with whole blocks unitin9 to chant together,"Music! Music!" Sorne enterprisin9 viewerseven went so far as to hold up neatly-lettered signs stating. "pLAY HERE. Il Ourfamilies. relatives,and friends also joinedin the street-side commentary as they shoutedout names and words of eneouragement. Pasa-dena High students yelled out cheers to thoseof us in the ranks. while rival sehoolsboasted of their own accomplishments. Theyoung children sitting on the curbs pointedto instruments and clapped to the beat. Themen whistled as our short drill team dressespassed by and then laughed when we blushedor giggled. Most rewarding of all were com-ments like, "What beautiful smiles!" or, "Hey,that's good!" or, "Play it again, Pasadena!"

Five miles later, the band played for thelast time. As the final note drifted off,our muscles began to ache. Suddenly, myflag seemed to grow heavier. We made justOne more turn, and then came the order tohalt. There was a final moment of stand-ing at attention, and then the band dis-integrated into 120 tired bodies. Ticketswere passed out for a free box lunch. Itwas a time to rest, to talk about the paradeand to wonder if our shoes would ever stopsmelling of horse manure. (They have.)

My personal parade route was extended bya mile, as l had to walk home. With allthe excitement, l had forgotten where myparents had parked the car.

~by Lee Anne Schwartz

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THE STAFF

Cheri ElliottWes GuarinoGregg SchwartzLeeAnne Sch\'lartzPam YocumPeggy Yocum

ADVISOR-EDITOR

Betty Alice Vaughan

CONSULTANT

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