Hope endures in a recession-battered area of L.A. County

The unemployment rate in Westmont is 23.6%, but people are doing what they can to get by in trying times.

In South Los Angeles' flat plain of humble homes, apartments and palms, there is a community officially (but rarely) called Westmont that has no "mont," not even a hill. It got its name, it seems, from being west of Vermont Avenue.

These days it has another distinction no local will brag on.

The unemployment rate in Westmont is a staggering 23.6%, the highest in Los Angeles County.

Last week, I shared this news with a dozen people who live and work there. No one was surprised.

"These days you're not getting ahead, you're just staying in place or moving backward," Jose Contreras told me as he leaned over the fence in the frontyard of his home on Budlong Avenue. "And you're just wondering how long it can stay that way."

Seven Los Angeles cities and unincorporated communities -- Commerce, Compton, East Compton, Florence-Graham, Industry, Willowbrook and Westmont -- have unemployment rates higher than 20%.

During the heyday of Los Angeles County industry in the 1940s, '50s and '60s, these places were filled with factory families. Since then, several recessionary storms have swept through. Now the biggest one is raining bad news, leaving everyone in Westmont with grim numbers spinning in their heads.

Contreras, 42, drives a truck for a company that loads shipping containers onto rail cars in Vernon.

"They laid off 300 people where I work," he said. "Volume at the port is down 18%. That affects us, because what goes through those ports feeds our railyard."

Contreras earns $15.10 an hour, but the crucial number in his life these days is 76. That's how many names separate him from the bottom of the seniority list should there be another round of layoffs.

Still, he says, he's better off than his four younger siblings, each of whom is facing financial difficulties.

Both his sisters -- one a teacher's aide, the other a customer-service employee -- have had their hours and their pay cut. His brother, who works at a plumbing-supply company, got his workdays cut back too. "He's delivering pizzas on the weekend to make ends meet," Contreras said. Another brother recently moved to Bakersfield because he couldn't afford L.A. rents.

A few jumbo jets passed overhead as he told me all this, and then a big yellow butterfly -- a Western tiger swallowtail -- came fluttering over his pomegranate tree.

My report on life in Westmont would be incomplete if I did not mention seeing that tree and that butterfly. Because the little touches of nature and suburbia in Westmont are some of the things that make life there livable, even in the midst of a Great Recession.

Yes, there are some boarded homes. And yes, there are too many signs that pronounce "Bank Owned." These are the toughest times anyone can remember. But you really can't say the people look broken.

Beneath a two-story-tall doughnut that looms over Century Boulevard, I met Romaine Breda, a tall 19-year-old who told me he was homeless.

"You don't look homeless," I said. He had new slippers and cornrow hair that looked recently braided.

"I'm trying to keep it fresh," he said. "To go to school and impress the ladies!"

He surveyed the various peddlers nearby and turned serious. "People are trying to live," he said. "Either you're going to sell CDs, or something that hurts our race."

On 90th Street, I met Tony Cleveland and Randy Thompson, two older gentlemen leaning against a car as if contemplating how to fill their day.