There were many well known Make Out Spots in the Antelope Valley. I am sure there were many more I never found out about.
The Drive In was an acceptable Make Out Spot. That is why all the greenery died and it blew away like the dust.
My first kiss was in the driveway of my parent's house. I was 16. His name was Scott. Scott introduced me to kissing. I think he did a good job. At least that is what my cat, Figaro, says these days.
Scott blew up his car engine and so when we were 'going together' I always had to drive. We were good church going kids. He lived next door to our church's Junior high youth pastor, Steve Baker. You may know Steve-- he now runs Grace Resources. Next door to Steve was where Gary, the Senior High Youth pastor lived. I do not know how in the world this line up of pastors / neighbors occurred but wasn't it just my luck. I drove a bright turquoise Datsun B210. That is right, I was stylin even back in those days. We are talking 1978 here. All this to introduce you to our first make out spot: In front of Scott's house. I am quite sure there was some sort of surveillance system at work because we usually barely got the windows steamed up before either Steve or Gary would knock on the car windows with a chirpy "Hey kids, whatcha doin in there?" I think the repeated trauma eventually took it's toll and Scott
As you can tell I have a great deal of experience in the art of Make Out Spots in the Antelope Valley. For my next post I will show you pictures of other great spots.