My people
Pogonip park, Santa Cruz, CA.
Pops with his LST. My dad enlisted in the service as a college student at San José State University in the then-orchard-ridden South (San Francisco) Bay Area. He was what he called a “90-day Wonder,” prepared for leadership in war by three months at an officer’s training school at Columbia
My grandfather’s garden tools, Santa Cruz, CA. My grandparents’ house is finally leaving the family tomorrow, some seven decades after they built it on what was at the time a quiet meadow overlooking Monterey Bay, just past a gentleman farmer’s small horse ranch. My dad and I recently took one