So hard to believe, but it will have been 25 years ago tomorrow (7/28) that I was sitting in my nosebleed press credential seat at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum, watching the never-to-be-forgotten opening ceremonies of the 1984 Summer Olympics.
A lot of people were concerned about the impact that the Games would have on Southern California.
As it turned out, they were two of the best weeks we've ever had here. Most everyone seemed to get along, and the usual traffic was virtually non-existent because people were either on vacation, at the events or watching them, or taking part in large carpools and time-shifting that a lot of companies did.
Peter Ueberroth and the Los Angeles Olympic Organizing Committee did a great job of utilizing exisiting venues, from Coto de Caza to the south (south Orange County) to my most frequent venue as a Ventura-based radio reporter, Ojai's Lake Casitas for the early-morning rowing and canoeing events.
When I drive past it now, you'd hardly know that gold medals were handed out there, and I met and interviewed the King of Sweden (I think) there.
A great time for Southern California and America, to be sure.