Dana and Chase used to beg to hear this story over and over every time they stayed all night with me when they were very young.

      I never had a bike as a young child.  They were very expensive and I knew better than to ask for one.  We lived in Temple City on the corner of Reno and Las Tunas Drive.  Again, Mom had her beauty shop in the front rooms of our house and we lived in the remaining rooms.  Dad had his sign shop in the garage and I spent many happy hours under the huge pepper tree in the back yard. 

      Next door lived a nice lady who had a small house but with a big old barn in the back.  I was always intrigued Continue reading →