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Update: Venice Japanese American Memorial Maker

By Phyllis Hayashibara What’s happening with the Venice Japanese American Memorial Marker? What’s taking so long? It’s been fourteen YEARS since the idea first came about, to memorialize the northwest corner of Venice and Lincoln Boulevards. At this intersection over several days in April, 1942, some 1,000 persons of Japanese ancestry, forcibly removed from their...

Venice Beach: The People's Beach

By Peggy Lee Kennedy Why did the City of Los Angeles close the people’s beach from midnight to five in the morning? I have heard it all: the gangs, the homeless, drugs, prostitution, et cetera, et cetera. The truth is that Ordinance 164209, amending LAMC 63.44 in 1988, does not say why the City of Los...

THE BEAT GOES ON

By Marty Liboff YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARREST!! John Haag started our beloved Beachhead newspaper in 1968. He had run the legendary Venice West Cafe at 7 Dudley Ave. in Venice from 1962 to 1966 with his wonderful wife Anna. Believe it or not, you could be arrested back then just for reading a poem...

The Politics of Painting Pagodas

By Krista Schwimmer There are many features on Ocean Front Walk that define its essence. Among the most noteworthy are the pagodas or pergolas, as they were first called. Clustered together like mini palm trees, these free structures welcome all against the elements. As a result, a variety of people congregate in and around them:...

Bringing Home The Beachhead

By Brenda Harvey This is a re-print from the April 1978 100th edition It is 10:30 at night and we are exhausted and waiting to pick up a borrowed truck to drive out to Glendale. “I can’t find his keys!” my friend’s friend moans. “Can you start it without keys?” I sigh, knowing I’ll never...

The Beachhead and Me

By Suzy Williams September 11, 2011. Everyone I know had a big reaction to the falling of the World Trade Towers. Paranoia. One dear friend became completely unhinged. Heightened patriotism. A lot of people put two American flags on their SUVs. And renewed commitment to peace. Having been a New Yorker for 17 years, my...

A Reminiscence

By Jim Zane I was part of the Beachhead collective for a 14 to 16 month period that spanned the end of 1972 through the first few months of 1974. I remember the Venice Pier, food buying clubs, the Canals before gentrification and the short-lived nude beach. I, of course, didn’t live in Venice at...

My Mom, Anna Haag-Ricci

Anna Haag-Ricci was born in Rome, Italy, on January 18, 1936. She grew up in Rome and spent the years during World War II in a small village called Agriano, Umbria, also known as the green heart of Italy. My Mom was the middle child in a family of eight children, father Felice and mother...

Get That Filthy Rag Out Of My Yard!

By Carol Fondiller This is a re-print from the April 1978 100th edition The Free Venice Beachhead. My funny Valentine. Your columns not so straight. Shaky grammar. Earnest, pompous, sincere, mistaken, precise, and homey. One hundred issues. Who’d uv thunk it! Who’d’ve thought that The Free Venice Beachhead would be cherished and needed enough by...

This Paper is a Moebius Loop!

By Erica Snowlake The Beachhead is celebrating its 46th birthday this December, and a party for its 400th issue will take place at Beyond Baroque the first of February. I am fortunate to have written for the paper from 2006 – 2010, and consider that experience one of the highlights of my life. I’ve since become...
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