Magic Means Business

For a kid growing up in L.A. in the early ’70s, the “Fabulous Forum” may as well have been Sleeping Beauty’s castle at Disneyland, with its snow-white columns and white-hot lights so bright you could see them from the 405. Back then, celebrities were nowhere to be found, and the crowds for the Kings hockey team were painfully thin—but that was just fine with my father, who would schlep us to the games (on school nights, no less!) just to cheer on the purple-and-gold Kings. Those nights, for me, were full of magic and promise.

by Liz Claman