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I knew what I was looking for, but I hadn't seen it since the time I was a kid. I would visit this location with my Aunt Mildred and my grandfather, C.V. Ray.
And it looked nothing like it did when we would go there.
Today, it's a painted pile of bricks protected by a wrought iron fence -- no historical marker or description sign.
Back then, there were no bricks and no protective fence.
We would make the trip from Pacoima to the southeast corner of Sayre Street and Borden Avenue in the City of San Fernando.
When we'd arrive there, we'd often have to wait our turn -- you can't imagine how popular it was.
My granddad insisted on making the trek at least once each week.
Sometimes we'd encounter people who had driven there all the way from Long Beach.
It was that popular.
Oh, and it was free to anyone -- all they needed was their own bottle.
