I was born and raised in Atascadero in 1954. Whenever mom and dad would take us kids to eat fish and chips in Morro Bay, the smokestacks along with the rock and the ocean were always there. Many times over the years I would gaze up at the top of those stacks from across the street at Harbor Hut, and I would marvel at how those guys built those two towering structures.
Those two structures are a testament to the ingenuity of its design, and the required labor needed to put it together. Do they have to go? Times change — different uses for different properties. I posses original photos of the two smokestacks, I will never forget.