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Originally Posted by LAboomer52
:I vividly remember the carnation sign we could see from a balcony on the second floor at night. (so there was signage on the north facing side of the building too!) It went through a series of changing colors (red, white and yellow) and patterns, (outlining the letters CARNATION MILK one letter at a time with neon, then filling them in with red, white, from left to right, and finally sparkling yellow bulbs inside the letters.) It was a meditation to watch it cycle through that pattern, which took at least a minute, before it repeated itself.
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Thanks for your great description of the Carnation Sign. The mid-Wilshire area seems more vivid and exciting to me now.
I always thought the Carnation sign simply glowed red.
The story of Mr. Pettitt hanging himself while wearing a blue polka-dotted sun dress is amazing (for lack of a better word).
You don't hear stories like that every day of the week.