While we were still living on Orchard, mom arranged a vacation for us to visit Uncle Lloyd, Aunt Norma Jean and cousin Doug in San Leandro, CA. We had not seen any of them since the Santa Ana visit, Easter of 1953, eleven years earlier, when we all were a lot younger. We took the bus north. Uncle Robert met us in Santa Maria for dinner; unfortunately, we stored our suitcases in the bus depot there, not realizing that the manager would shut the station down for the night before the last bus left, the one we were taking for San Francisco after dinner. Robert was able to reach the manager and he returned in time to unlock the door and let us retrieve our suitcases from the storage lockers just before our bus got there.
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Friday, March 23, 2012
Easter Week, Bay Area, 1964
While we were still living on Orchard, mom arranged a vacation for us to visit Uncle Lloyd, Aunt Norma Jean and cousin Doug in San Leandro, CA. We had not seen any of them since the Santa Ana visit, Easter of 1953, eleven years earlier, when we all were a lot younger. We took the bus north. Uncle Robert met us in Santa Maria for dinner; unfortunately, we stored our suitcases in the bus depot there, not realizing that the manager would shut the station down for the night before the last bus left, the one we were taking for San Francisco after dinner. Robert was able to reach the manager and he returned in time to unlock the door and let us retrieve our suitcases from the storage lockers just before our bus got there.
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