The back yard.

The back yard.
I Love These Trees.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Don't let the "Cubbies" get you.

My family lived at the end of third street in a small town in California.  There was a business way back behind our house.  That was a business that did chrome plating.  The business had big deep vats full of chrome that they would dip bumpers and other things into.  Mr. "B" would always talk to us when we would go back there.  He had lots of little "cubby holes" with doors on them.  We would always ask what was in there.  He said that he kept his cubbies in there.  (We never knew what "cubbies" were, but we were very curious.)  We so much enjoyed living in this house on the end of third street.  

Wednesday, April 21, 2010


My family moved to California when I was six months old. I grew up playing Hopscotch and jacks on the sidewalks. I was quite good at hopscotch. I could also play a mean game of jacks. We also played marbles a lot. My brother had a huge basketful of marbles. We spent countless hours on the sidewalks playing.