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Kim Cooper is the creator of 1947project, the crime-a-day time travel blog that spawned Esotouric’s popular crime bus tours, including The Real Black Dahlia. She is the author of The Kept Girl, the acclaimed historical mystery starring the young Raymond Chandler and the real-life Philip Marlowe, and of The Raymond Chandler Map of Los Angeles. With husband Richard Schave, Kim curates the Salons and forensic science seminars of LAVA- The Los Angeles Visionaries Association. When the third generation Angeleno isn’t combing old newspapers for forgotten scandals, she is a passionate advocate for historic preservation of signage, vernacular architecture and writer’s homes. Kim was for many years the editrix of Scram, a journal of unpopular culture. Her books include Fall in Love For Life, Bubblegum Music is the Naked Truth, Lost in the Grooves and an oral history of Neutral Milk Hotel. View all posts by Kim Cooper
They are under the asphalt of most of the central city area. About two years ago, I picked a few hundred cobblestones when they were tearing up the streets downtown, but the city has since stopped giving them away and either re-use them or warehouse them for later use. I have several hundred more from back east, where municipalities just give them away or toss them. I don’t like the cobblestones laid after the 1880s, they set them in asphalt goo, and they are still covered with them….the earlier cobbles were sett in sand and are much nicer. A little muriatic acid (use with MUCH care), a hammer & chisel, and a mechanical sanding device will clean the asphalt off pretty well. As for SUVs tearing them up, both paving bricks and cobblestones are much stronger than asphalt, concrete, or any modern brick.
Interesting story about the Zanja. When I was a kid, the local Chinese and Mexican ladies used to take bricks by the dozens from the Zanja for their gardens. My grandmother actually had an arched section in her garden that must have contained several dozen bricks and weighed a few hundred pounds, I don’t know how my dad got it up the hill!!! As time passed, I had forgotten where exactly in Chinatown the Zanja had been, so in 1975, with a compass and a stick, I set out from Olvera street and found it once again behind the Union Pacific paint shed…so you can imagine my surprise when I opened the LA WEEKLY in 2004 to find that some yuppie guy had “discovered” the Zanja Madre, and using the same compass-and-stick method I had used 30 years before, LOL!!!