I don’t know what it looked like when it was built in 1923, when John D. Robertson and his wife Marguerite moved in, but today it’s a Knolls showcase, with shiny, polished porcelain floors throughout. the home’s open floor plan and sparkling new kitchen appliances and accessories. According to her listing, the house has been completely renovated and impeccably remodeled inside and out. So, no, it’s not the same house as the Robertsons’ house in 1923.
The Robertsons were married in 1919 to George Primrose Taubman, a Scottish preacher born on the Isle of Man before moving to America where he took Jesus to the hills around Ohio and Kentucky before heading to Long Beach. in 1915.
Taubman’s charismatic sermons and Bible discussions drew as many as 3,500 men, although typically just over 2,000 men in his Men’s Bible group outside of First Christian Church, and in 1921 it was the largest such group in the United States.
At the time of their marriage, Robertson was working in sales for the Curtis Corporation in Long Beach. The company was known for its olives and olive oil when it was called Curtis Olive Corporation, but then it got freakish and started to offer chillies, premium tuna products and other products in canned – and opted for the then deluxe suffix of – ola, selling Garnisola, a chili-based garnish; Sandwichola, an olive / tuna / chili spread; and the flagship Curtisola, an antipasto.
It wasn’t a big step for Robertson to leave Curtis Corp. and jumping head-to-head into the pickle business, and for the next 47 years he dedicated his life to pickles (although his dedication presumably broadened to include his wife and their son and daughter, but also pickles ) as president of John D. Robertson, Inc., with a large factory on Loma Avenue in Anaheim Street, where he sold Big Boy dill pickles and, later, olives, by the ton.
By November 26, 1969, when he and Marie (as Marguerite preferred to be called) were celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary, Robertson had retired. For nearly half a century, they had enjoyed living in their home at 3810 Elm Avenue. The birthday would be their last. Marie died the following June.
Now this house, with its various points of historical interest, is on the market for a price that would have floored Mr. and Mrs. Robertson, who likely bought it somewhere in a four-figure range: $ 1.575 million, which isn’t too bad for a revitalized four-bedroom, three-bath home in Bixby Knolls.
Listed by real estate agent Marcos Ramirez of Keller Williams Pacific Estate, the improvements to the home, besides the remarkable porcelain floor (perfect if you like to slip into your socks like Tom Cruise), include new electrical and plumbing equipment, a newly installed roof and new windows. The spacious 2,270 square foot home sits on a suitably sized 7,890 square foot lot with its landscape of large concrete squares embedded in the lawn.
And the location is hard to beat. The home is just steps from Jongewaard’s Bake n Broil, SteelCraft, and all of the Bixby Knolls business deals on Atlantic Avenue.
“Affordable” Rancho Homes (Under $ 1 Million)
Probably not. I’m not sure we’ll be back to November 2021 anytime soon as the day the wheels fell on house prices started to drop, but it’s a dire indicator when there are two mid-century modern homes for sale in the Ranchos for under $ 1 million, while they’ve consistently gone well above that bar, going for nearly $ 2 million.
OK, maybe I’m a little alarmist (or maybe even sarcastic).
Type a million dollar bill on the Cliff May at 3350 Kallin Ave., and you get 10 dollars in change (that is, if you grab it for the listing price of $ 999,990.
If you’re looking to spend a little less, you can purchase a Cliff May at 3046 Roxanne Ave. for $ 989,900.
The houses are quite similar – both built in the 1950s, both with three bedrooms and three bathrooms. The more expensive of the two has around 200 square feet of additional living space, which probably justifies its additional $ 10,000 price tag.
Either way, both properties will likely end up costing something over a million dollars in the end, so no cause for alarm: the end is not near.