Easter 1965

I used to be so embarrassed by this photo. Now I see it as a perfect snapshot in time. I would have been 9 and a half. I was desperate to get glasses when I was in third grade and I got them. I stopped wearing them in high school when I tired of glasses and my vision was not bad enough to get contacts. I didn’t need them again until I was nearly 40. I feel kind of bad about that now because they were an unnecessary expense for my parents.

This picture is n the side yard of the Grandpa Bill’s farm house. After Grandpa Bill died when I was a freshman in college, my parents and younger siblings moved to the farm so my dad could become a farmer. My mom absolutely did not want to move back to the farm that she grew up on. In retrospect I am not sure how much my dad wanted to do it either but when my grandfather asked, my dad agreed. If he hadn’t the farm would likely have been sold as it was owned by his 4 daughters and only one of them would have wanted to keep it.

I selfishly was glad they kept the farm in the family. It provided many wonderful summers for my son and nieces and nephews. While for me it was “farm camp” with laundry, gardening, canning etc. For the next generation it was mainly fun. The farm is no longer in the family as there was no one interested in the farm life.

We arrive in Ensenada later this afternoon and leave later today. We have one more sea day before we arrive back in SF Tuesday morning. We will head to the airport at 9 AM and if the travels gods are in a good mood we may be able to catch an earlier flight home. Our current flight is at 4 PM which gets us home at midnight. It would be wonderful to get home earlier.

Cross your fingers for us.