By Dan Barber
The other day I was a bit concerned about being embarrassed with
an out of control freaking out because of my claustrophobia, while being locked
down and pushed through an MRI machine. The nice person at the Radiology
Department check in desk even asked me if I thought that I needed to be
sedated… I thought about it but decided that since I drove myself to the
appointment, I’d better, suck it up and pass on being drugged to avoid being
held against my will. After all, the purpose of the MRI was to have my head
examined… I didn’t want to give them any excuses for detaining me!
To calm my nerves I picked up an architectural magazine in
the waiting room where I was instantly drawn to a story about a developer who
was building “retro” farm house homes.
“Retro” a modern word for making new stuff look like old
stuff… It makes sense if people like to live in houses in Southern California
that look like the old-fashioned ski-huts in the Bavarian Alps and they want
all of the houses in their development to fit with the make believe ambience. My family and
I once lived in a house in San Diego that had
upturned roof eaves in an attempt to make our house look like we lived in Japan , but the
mood was ruined with the hodgepodge architectural styles of the neighborhood.
My first home with my wife, Diane, was basically a screened
in porch perched atop a platform about ten feet off the ground. Because the
place was also nestled in with some trees we referred to it as a tree-house. We
had no need for windows because we were living in Hawaii , but we did sometimes get chilled
when the temp dropped down to 72 degrees with the gentle breeze off the ocean.
The place was on a small farm owned by an old Japanese couple and just across
the highway was a beach that sometimes in past years was washed over by tsunami
waves… ergo the purpose of living 10 feet off the ground. Everything about this
place made perfect sense… it was on the beach in Hawaii , and Diane was a surfer, so no need
to put on airs. Today, the sensible planning commission in Hawaii would probably not approve a “Retro”
re-production of this perfect place.
But it also makes sense that community planners wouldn’t
allow a large chain hotel to build a large building in our desert community
that would look more at home in a New England
village… Retro Spanish made more sense for our Southwest Desert Community of
Twentynine Palms, but of course a large military Quonset hut would also blend
in well out here.
Retro can be applied to a lot of things… Now that my wife
and I are retired we combine our many medical appointments with shopping trips
and dining out in the Coachella
Valley on a regular
basis. After one such outing the other day we had lunch at a Retro Diner at a
shopping mall that was considered modern back in the good old days of the ‘70s
and ‘80s.
I suppose Retro is comforting because it takes us back to those
“good old days” when life was simple and made sense on a warm Hawaiian beach.
But if this rambling doesn’t make sense, then maybe having
my head examined does. At our next medical/shopping/dining out trip in Palm Springs I’ll find
out and let you know.
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