BARRIO SIMONS

A.k.a. The Brickyard (La Ladrillera) 1920s Simons Company Brickyard #3 Do you remember holmes, you remember them times at the village? When was it – the late twenties was it? Those were some good ole times, que no? We were poor, but we lived free and we kept it together. One big familia going through the motions, surviving all the bull shit that the man threw at us. Living the hard times, but living with a smile on our mascaras. Good folks, fine rucas, firme compas and a proud soul. Simon, they were some good old times. Just thinking back on them brings a big suspiro to my lungs and nostalgia to my mind. Man o man how times have changed. I stand here today looking at this immense concrete jungle or as some would call it – a plastic jungle – cause it’s all full of hypocrites and fakes living on credit. Selling their soul to the green devil, never much looking back to their roots, yet always, claiming to be real and claiming to be originals. But do they even know what original means? Chales, just like today’s’ plastic; the credit is taken by many but little do they know about the past that engendered them. So let me fill you up on a little bit from that past. Let me relate to you about a Barrio called Simons a.k.a. The Brickyard . . .The Brickyard was a company town over on the East Side of L.A. The boundaries of the village were Simons Street which later became known as Ford Street, Plymouth Street, Date Street, Railroad Street & Southworth Street. It was called Barrio Simons because that was the last name of the family who started out and built the simons brick company. The Barrio was situated alongside the tract of land running parallel next to the Atchinson, Topeka & Santa Fe Railroad tracks just north of the L.A. River. Some 150 Mexican Familias at the start began their life here in the Village, living in barracks-like housing-courts; A vibrant Mexican community that went on to become very well-known all around. A clay pit area existed in this Barrio from which the clay-mud was taken from to manufacture bricks out of. This area became known as El Hoyo (The Hole), and it was here that a group of Vatos from La Ladrillera would go down to kick-back at and get all huarumos (fumed up), bien cucarachas (all roached up), this was back in the year 1919 from what I remember. You always knew where these vatos be heading, por que they will say to each other “let’s go down to the The Hole” The older folks upon seen the Boys heading down the road to the pit, knew what they were up to and you would hear them say – “ya se van de mariguanos estos chamacos, ay chingado.” The Barrio during those early years was compromised of many Mexican immigrants from the Mexican States of Guanajuato, Jalisco and Michoacan. The Simons Brickyard Company seemed to benefit out of having jente in the community that came from the same Mexican states; this was said to keep arguendes and pleitos from occurring on the regular. Everyone during those times was very jealous of keeping their barrios and jobs free from outsiders, be they from other ethnic groups; or even from other Mexicans who could compete for the jobs or the available housing. Therefore, it was imperative that all outsiders be challenged. This all changed with the wheels of time, but in the early years, that’s how it was in the Barrio. Life was hard and life was desperate for many all around, but in Barrio Simons, life was full of hope. The Barrio soon had its own Church, its own small businesses like the Botanicas and tienditas y little restaurants. Of course, most of these came after electricity came to town, before then, it was all darkness and dirt streets. But if you ask me, they were the best of times. In those days, there were no street lights, only darkness. Bonfires and dim lit kerosene lamps were the only starlight substitute to brighten up the night. Men would sit outdoors by a fogata and play their guitars, singing melancholy corridos or baladas about real personages or events, as well as about the everyday hardships which engulfed our lives. Songs full of meaning, sang out with mucho corazon. In them days, los Vatos would hang-out outdoors --after a long day’s work at the brickyard-- out in the many empty lots, or down at the pool halls. All the members of the families would be out at night. Los morros would be out playing a las escondidas (hide and seek) or la roña (tag). Los Vatos would be found sitting on porches next to las ñeras (quinceañeras) courting them under the watchful eyes of their relatives. The more adventurous ones would risk it and stroll out to the neighboring little hillsides and riversides, or if with permission – out to a dance. In the cholo-courts type housing barracks, there were more men than women. This was due to the ever increasing immigrations from unmarried men who would leave their rucas back home in Mexico until they saved up enough money to send for them and their chamacos, as well as the ever greater number of teen-age young men who made the journey alone from Tejas and Mexico. This disparity in numbers of women versus men always made for problems due to the competition for the available women. In 1912 “Monte Carmelo” Our Lady of Mount Carmel parish opened its doors in the community and on Sundays, after mandatory mass, La Raza would head out to La Laguna (The Lake) over by Laguna Road in the Montebello Park area of the Simons Company: but that could get dangerous, because even though it was on company land, the near-by residents around there where mostly white and they did not welcome greasers like us in their part of town. They lived in nice houses surrounded up with little white picket fences, living in luxury in comparison with us from the Barrio, so we had to be careful, otherwise, we faced some trouble with the white kids. The same discrimination was a factor in regards to schooling; Spanish was not allowed to be spoken in school and rarely did us Mexican kids venture out from La Vail Escuela to the white kids Greenwood School in near-by Montebello, because trouble awaited with the Anglo kids, so “there was lil’ sense in pushing the boundaries by us kids from Simon Town.” During these early years, the night parties were in reality Catholic wakes, these however became a thing of the past when electricity was brought in and radio became more and more common in homes. Radio re-developed the fiestas scene and the dancehalls as well, and soon thereafter, the dancehalls became the spots to frequent. Along with these came even more rivalry between the distant communities. Jobs became more contested between those living in Simons Village and the near-by neighborhoods from The Flats and Belvedere Gardens. The animosity between more acculturated Mexican youth and immigrants exploded to ever greater proportions, and hostility between the native & foreign born Mexicans became a real factor in many disputes and fights. It became so great that “If you were of light-skin, you were o.k. but if you were of darker complexion, then you were more prone to be racially stereotyped and discriminated against by the natives.” So much rivalry developed, that many of the baseball and sport activities sponsored by the company, turned into all out rumbles. Whenever the local Barrio Simons team played the teams from First Street or from the Eight Street neighborhoods, the Simons vatos would carry along with them bricks from the brickyard to launch at their opponents at the end of the games. The hard competition between neighborhoods went on to include everything from jobs to boxing matches, and needless to say, they went on to play out in the dancehalls on weekends. It became so that everything from parks to dancehalls became contested grounds. Soon, even the minor feuds that occurred between American-born and Mexican-born Simons brickyard workers and its youth, escalated into real discord, so much that the Vatos from the clay pit area (The Hole) below the Monterey Hills split from “las casas de arriba” – the homes up The Hill. This was cause and reason why the local youth formed a brotherhood – a club, or a gang if you must – which served as “local protection” against those from “down the hill – El Hoyo” or those from outside the brickyard, from The Flats or from El Paredon Blanco”, the cliffside neighborhood facing south west off present day Boyle Heights. It was during these times of the early 1930’S, that the Vatos from Barrio Simons ORGANIZED themselves in the same manner as many of those FROM around them. They took on rules and symbols that represented them all as one to the rest of the “outside world.” From the Brickyard, they adopted the athletic-sport team color of “Green” as well as their motto “Strong as an Ox” – this taken on account of the days when the company operated on human and animal power. They took on the club clique name of Cutdowns and the vatos became ever more tight-knight, and just like everyone else, they became “A brotherhood.” Hell man, the whole Pueblo de Simons in the early 1930’s was wholly Mexican and real tight-knit and was very traditional in the Mexican culture, so much that a father’s authority in the home was rarely questioned. The community re-enforced its Mexican culture with the observance of Mexican Holidays, the adult social-clubs sponsored patriotic parades and carnivals, and they also formed Mutual and Legal Aid Associations which groomed young people of the neighborhood in the arts of political activism. The times were changing and the population growing at an ever increasing pace. Ever since the 1920s when the Union Pacific Railroad moved into the old cornfield area north-east of La Plazita – and displaced many of the Mexican families from the Dogtown and Macy Street Barrios (some 5,000 families); the East Side of the River became ever more “contested grounds.” New neighborhoods sprang up next and all around the Lincoln Park, Palos Verdes, Ramona, Brooklyn Heights, Boyle Heights, and Belvedere Gardens communities. Soon, together, all these communities became not scattered Barrios, but an enormous sub-cultural Mexican Nation. Belvedere by the 1940s, with close to 30,000 residents, had become the home to the largest Mexican population in L.A. surpassing even the central Barrio around La Plazita. Available jobs in the brickyard and the manufacturing plants east and south of Belvedere Gardens attracted even larger numbers of Mexican families from the The Flats and the central L.A. neighborhoods, and as more and more families were displaced -at times forcibly from their homes –more of these took up on the promise by developers of exchanging their old shacks and tracts of land for new ones in “The Land of the Sunny Homes” – The MARAVILLAS (Marvelous) Homes, as they were called, on the far eastern unincorporated fringe of the city limits. Placed in a cauldron of racism, mixed-in with other immigrants of Japanese, Chinese, and Armenian, Russian Molokan or Jew ethnicity. Mexicans were forced into a stance of Cultural Self-defense. Mexicans, whether they were native-born or foreign-born, became part of the new underclass and forcibly pushed into a corner – a corner from which the only way out was to fight it out, for dignity and honor – if nothing else. Barrio Simons in time gave way to community revitalization and re-development. The houses have long ago fallen or been torn down, and the clay pit filled. The last bricks from the yard being used to build the housing projects in near-by Aliso Village, Ramona Gardens and the Pueblo Del Rio (Te Town Flats) in Long Beach; and the great well-known Brickyard boxers like Jesus “Wild Man” Macias from The Hole, and Manuel Martinez (who fought as Bert Colima II) are all but forgotten now. But the focus of social trends and issues of the day, which relied heavily on word of mouth and which were the reliable sources of local information concerning events and happenings affecting the Mexican community, remain even to this day, a product of Los Angeles Mexican heritage and identity. A cultural product of which Barrio Simons, was unequivocally a “most definite progenitor” over on Los Angeles East Side.

FIFTH & HILL STREET

FIFTH & HILL The CINCO LOMAS gang began life in the mid-70’s (est. 1975/76) in Los Angeles downtown jewelry district surrounding Pershing Square located on 5th and Hill Streets; hence the original name for the gang FIFTH & HILL. 5&H was at first not a street gang in the Chicano sense of things in those years because they were more of a Paisa Vatos Locos Cholos moving and doing things, tu sabes. They fell in line more with the (22) Border Brothers ranfla more so than with the Chicano Sureno car, and Fifth and Hill thrived under that flag because it allowed them to enhance their pipeline between the borderland town of Tijuas (Tijuana) and Los (L.A.) allowing them to grow unchallenged and un-taxed. One would ask, where did these Paisa Cholos grow up? What neighborhood they came from? Downtown LA? Really? But back in the days there was a very notorious Castle Park (Bunker Hill) neighborhood overlooking downtown’s central market barrio just up the hill from Angels’ Flight stairs on 3rd and Olive Streets. Although during its early era of the 1900’s, Bunker Hill Castle Park neighborhood was very affluent and well to do, by the 60’s and 70’s it had fallen into low costs hotels and apartment buildings. BY the mid-1970s the whole housing area had gone from White-European to Mexican. And that’s how it was in this downtown jewelry district were on the one hand you had successful middle-to-upper class Amerika being supplied for all their needs by the park paisa cholos. Everything from coca to rucas, from the Pershing Square, to Broadway, to Main Street; hence the reason they had an 8th Street Locos clique to run the nightwalkers on the Main Street strip, Fifth and Hill had the supply on lock. The gang grew into bigger and harder connects, to the point where they got a bullseye on their backs and they got hit with both local, state and federal cases. They got hit so hard that for a while the only place where you would still find them operating was at the Linea 13 and El Tango (downtown) Tijuana. But 5&H was not to be dismissed, they came back and set it off in South LA, they established themselves in the Nickerson Gardens (Bounty Hunters Bloods) projects in Watts during the start of the new millennium and have been representing their set ever since posted up as a Chicano Varrio, this time fully in line with the norm of Chicano Varrio Street politics.

VARRIO ALPINE RIFA

VARRIO ALPINE RIFA V.A.R. Est. 1890s West Side Los Angeles Although the City of Angels skyline may appear to be built atop a flat area, in fact, many low to mid-size hills (lomas) were razed to build the modern metropolis. One of the most iconic hillside areas of Los Angeles is none other than the Elysian Hills - (Las Animas, as was once oldenly known by the locals) - overlooking downtown from the north east as you come in from the river side; where Dodgers stadium sits atop crowning the city. This Stadium was opened for Play Ball in 1962, but before that took place, city planners and powers-to-be had to evict people from the 3 "east side" barrios of Chavez Ravine known as Palos Verdes (La Alpine), La Bishop, and La Loma (Solano Canyon), and these folks were promised housing in the form of the supposed "Elysian Park Heights" Housing Projects that never materialized, and after their homes had been bulldozed to make way for parking spaces and stadium roadways, they had to disperse through out; nevertheless their genealogy remains in the bloodlines of our Los Angeles ethnic ancestry and also in our neighborhoods historical folklore. In terms of Chicano Varrios Legendary Lore, Elysian Hills has produced some of the most oldest and renown, such as Echo Park, la Loma and Alpine. In this particular case, my emphasis is none other than VARRIO ALPINE RIFA which began life way back in time, way back in the late 1880's, way back when the street wasn't even called Alpine, it was named Calle de La Eternidad (Eternity Street) because it led up the hills to the cemetery; hence the name of elysian for paradise, as in rest in peace. Back in the 1880/90's all the streets of central L.A. had diff names, like Calle Principal became Main Street, Fortin became Broadway, Calle Primavera was Spring Street, Calle Roma became Hill, Calle Esperanza became Hope, and Figueroa was called Calle de Los Chapulines for the grasshopper filled hills, so on and so forth. Alpine was said to have started out with the name of Billy's Hill gang in the neighborhood which in those times was known as Palos Verdes, quien sabe? Alpine Street was early on documented in Los Angeles newspapers and police records as a mixed ethnic boys gang, which included Italians, Irish and Mexicans. Alpine beefed it with other gangs from around like from Sonoratown, Dogtown, and Frenchtown. By the Roaring 1920's, the Alpine neighborhood boys had began to transform into the new street gang style, and it was straight up older veteranos of the old crowd in their age of twenties from around the vicinity of Alpine and Cleveland Streets who officially took the gang into the pachuco (folk devil) zoot suit era of the 1930's. The White-Anglo society used the term folk devils because it was said that the only angels in L.A. were fallen angels - puro diablos pachucos. In the mid-1930's, somebody, in a terrorist act, is said to have burned down the old Chinatown which was located just east of La Plazita Olvera on Alameda, where later they built Union Station over it, and afterwards the Asian folks were relocated to nearby Little Italy and Sonoratown where over time they began to displace and outgrow the other ethnic groups in the area, including los vatos locos de La Alpine. In 1939, Alpine is documented as having taking full part in what were termed as the Happy Valley Gang Wars, recorded together with all the other olden barrio gangs from around. Alpine used to get it on heavy with vatos from Dog Town, from La Macy, from La Temple, from La Clanton y La Clover. In the summer of 1943, los vatos from La Alpine set it off with what has historically been erroneously termed as the zoot suit riots (read about it). The Alpine gang at this time had already different sets within, some referred to them as the Lower and Upper Alpines, and each had their own sub-sets. The Lower Alpines were centered around Alpine and Beaudry Avenue, and the Upper Alpines were centered at Alpine and Bartlett Street. By the end of the 40's decade the cruising at Whittier Blvd in East LA was already happening, and Alpine was there, together with raza from all over, from La Mateo, La Hunter, Los Flats and so many more. La Alpine continued making headlines and made the big ranks in Mexican Mafia (Sureno) politics, going through the motions and doing heavy things through the 1950's and 60's. But by the end of the 1970's, their numbers had began to be affected by the large influx of Asians to the neighborhood. Law enforcement also put a bulls eye on their backs, since they were still very notorious, and also one of the last original gangs in L.A., but k.i.a's, incarceration's, dope, gentrification, and so many other factors took a toll on the varrio, and by the mid-1980's, it had ceased to be a force to be reckoned with on the streets. By the 1990's, they were few still living in the neighborhood, their last documented fallen one is recorded as an unidentified veterano with VARRIO ALPINE tattooed on his stomach, found murdered in Ciudad Juarez, Mexico, 2012. Their old varrio is today referred to as China Town and it's now controlled by an Asian gang called Oriental Lazy Boys. It is tough to see or hear about an old barrio going by the wayside, especially one with so much history like ALPINE STREET. Con Todo Respeto