[ichabod1]

I liked to sit up in the hills west of Culver City and watch the line of planes come into the airport like a line of missiles, one after another, after another.

[missthethunder]

“I liked to sit up in the hills west of Culver City and watch the line of planes come into the airport like a line of missiles, one after another, after another.”

It’s always a trip to see the planes fly over as you
drive down the 405.

Used to live over in that area.