From Bruce:
And here is what has become of my father's restaurant at 3474 W. 8th Street - should be a head on view of "grand opening" - at least they've cleaned it up - I may have to go down there and check it out 
If you drag the view to the right looking west you'll see a corner yellow building next to a red building - that whole thing was called Carl's Market - there's a beauty salon next to the restaurant - that was a barber shop, where my father got his haircuts once a week. If you drag to the left the corner building at the other corner was the drugstore where I bought all my paperback books.
https://www.google.com/maps/@34.057667,-118.306018,3a,75y,181.5h,84t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sXbQzv32h53lY3ug0tKF5bw!2e0!7i13312!8i6656
Drag the view to the left corner where the drugstore was and turn right onto Hobart. You will see the parking lot for the "drugstore". To the left of that, 809 So Hobart, was my father's office. It was in a house that he and another doctor converted into a very nice office in 1969. It was far more attractive than it is today.
To the right down a couple of blocks on West 8th Street was my father's first office. I don't remember the address but I'm pretty sure it was on the left just after the fork in the road. I spent many hours counting pills in the little back room. My father always took me out to lunch where I had the best Shirley Temples with extra, extra, maraschino cherries.
Basically, without knowing it, I had a connection to Bruce most of my childhood, yet we never crossed paths until high school.
I have no idea if there were other restaurants to eat in the area. My father either went to the Kiaru or ate delicious lunches my mother packed for him.
