When I close
my eyes and ponder my youth, I have heart warming thoughts of my mom
and
dad, as seen here in around 1955 when they were about 28 yrs. old. Life
for me started in 1948 in Compton, CA. However, most of my youth was
expended
in San Pedro, CA. My mom is 80 years old now and when I visit her, we
sit
in the same living room that is shown in the photo at top. Of course,
the
blonde furniture has been replaced. But nothing can replace the
memories
of growing up in that house. To me, those were the care free days where
I was fed, cared for and even tucked into bed. It was great. Now, don't
get me wrong, there were bad times too, but that's a valuable part of
life
also. But no matter, back then I didn't have as many cares in the world
as I do today.
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