"He also enjoyed driving into La Jolla village every afternoon to fetch the mail and do the shopping, chatting with the postman and the grocer as he made his rounds...activities which for him passed for a social life...They would sit in the living room, before the big picture window with it's view of the ocean, a view so extraordinary that Ray once wrote, "A radio writer once came down here to see me and he sat down in front of this window and cried because it was so beautiful. But we live here, and the hell with it." The truth was he disliked looking at the sea: 'too much water," he said, "too many drowned men."
- Raymond Chandler
The Long Embrace
Raymond Chandler and the Woman He Loved
Simmons passed on September 26th, 1954...one of the first places his friends looked
for him was at North Bird, below Chandler's house. Chandler would lose
his beloved Cissy a few months later on December 12, 1954. Within a few years
his drinking would kill him.
Pulling out the 9'0" Balsa planing hull to ride a few for Bob today...
where Simmons rode his last one.