My first apartment was in South Pasadena. It was a fourplex built not long after the turn of the 20th Century, like much of South Pasadena. I called it the Glenarm Hilton. It was basically two rooms separated by a long shotgun hallway, and a small bathroom. The front room which doubled as bedroom and living room was separated by a large aquarium that housed one giant fish named Issiah. The hallway featured a photo montage of my daily antics, and the kitchen dining room featured a little kitchen nook which at one point doubled as a grow house for my cannabis seedlings. I have very fond memories of this place. I met my first wife Maureen, while working at JCPenney’s in nearby Arcadia and she moved into the “Hilton” with me afterwards. We had fun together, but ultimately grew apart as our interests diverged. We parted amicably and she married one of the guys who helped do sound for my band The Privates. I’m pleased to say they lived happily ever after, proving that our separation was the right thing for all parties. I’m happy that she is happy and has found a soulmate in her husband Steve.