Each Friday as an alternative way of posting about a historical event that occurred on this day in history, I will weave the event into a fictional story while still providing all the necessary facts.
“Jimmy your a gem for getting tickets for opening night,” crooned Liza.
“Anything for my special gal. A man I know asked me what I was doing on July 11th and here we are.”
“Things are really looking up. The war is well behind us, its 1922 and I’m about to listen to the Los Angeles Philharmonic with the love of my life. What else could a girl from Wichita ask for?”
Jimmy put his hand on the small of Liza’s back and guided her onto their bench.
“It’s one of the world’s largest natural amphitheaters. These wooden benches set on the hillsides of the canyon are moveable.”
“My aunt Bessie attended a sunrise Easter service back in 1921. She couldn’t stop talking about it when I told her you were taking me to the Hollywood Bowl. The Los Angeles Philharmonic performed then too.”
German born conductor, Alfred Hertz took the stage and Liza and Jimmy were swept away by the music.