middle of the road, normal, when we walked onto the set.
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But out on "The Mile," you did the pomade. Still, we were never greased to the max, because we didn't have that long of hair. Remember, flat-tops and butches were still fairly popular.
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Sometimes, you'd bring the hair back on the sides with the flat-top. Bring it down in front to a point or flip it up.
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Some guys wore ducktails. But ducktails were more for eses. That was the term we borrowed from the barrios for tough guys, rogues, punks.
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That's what we called them.
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We had our share of fights with them.
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We used to have fun at these fights, mainly because we always won. We would kick butt and all the tough guys knew it.
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We were Knights and we were tough, too, and we didn't back down.
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Nobody screwed with us on Knights Beach.
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We had our own beach, named after us. Of us. For us. By us.
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Knights Beach was the best stretch of beach in Southern California. It was right at the end of Wilshire Boulevard in Santa Monica. A couple blocks from the Santa Monica Pier. Right by the Jonathan Club.
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That was our turf. Nobody messed with us on Knights Beach.
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We invited our friends there, so you could come if you were not a Knight, but invited. If you weren't invited, you weren't welcome.
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We protected what we had. It was part of the job. It went with the turf.
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We'd walk up and go, "Hey, uh, I hate to tell you this, but this land is spoken for, But why don't you guys maybe head out over there somewhere else?"
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We were very nice about itwe tried to be gentlemen.
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Every once in awhile we ran into some jackass who wanted to stay.
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"Screw you." You didn't say that to us.
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Thirty or 40 kids might show up each night from the Knights. With the girls, it might be 50, 60 kids. If a Norman or an Imperial or an Argonaut tried to hit Knights Beach without being invited, he didn't last long. He was asked to leave.
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Yet, he could come back the very next day with a Knight and all is forgiven and forgotten.
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Crazy, but this was the law of the jungle. It's the way it worked.
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The Imperials were an older club than we were and probably our chief rival. But we were much better. They thought they were cool, but we used to have what we called "pulling" guys from other clubs. We could have pulled any Imperial we wanted, and we knew it.
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They all would have quit the Imperials like dogs to be a Knight.
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