Early memories

Circa 1961, Santa Rosa California. There is water everywhere. A flood has come and the yard and street are under water. Cool!
I jump off a kitchen stool into my wading pool. Head first. They won't let me take my stuffed raccoon out of the Hospital with me. Not Cool!
I have a bandage on my eye.
345 Monte Vista Drive, healdsburg, CA., Grandma's house. She has a chihuahua named Penny. I have a rifle that shoots a cork on a string about 2 feet. Sometimes I can sneak up to within two feet of Penny, but not if Grandma's watching me, and it seems like she always is. She sends me outside where I shoot plums off the Plumb tree.
I looked on Google maps and the house at 345 Monte Vista is gone, as is the 345 milepost from the Alcan that Dad put there after we drove out the first time. The Plumb tree is gone, and so is Micky and Olans house where Marvin and Jerry used to tolerate my presence and Barbra would run off with Helen and try to stay away from me as much as possable. I understand now much better than I did then, why 10 year old girls would want to be far away from 5 year old boys.


I remember Sky King and TomTerrific