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Sunday, November 25, 2012

Grandma Sanchez, Ann, Grandpa Sanchez, Yucaipa, mid-1970's

When Ann and I lived with mom, the summer of 1964, we spent the better part of a month staying with Grandma and Grandpa Sanchez at their trailer park in Yucaipa, CA.  We road down with them to Ensenada, to a trailer park there in their Airstream trailer.  I slept in their station wagon. 
 
They spent the remainder of their years either living in one or another trailer park in Yucaipa, or taking their Airstream down to Mexico to see the cousins in Mazatlan, the children of Leon and Lourdes, living there.  I have never met nor corresponded with Jose (when he was alive), Lourdes, Bennie, Malou, and the final cousin of whom Ann does not remember the name. 
 
Frankly, I am not sure how often any of them visited the United States.  And I have never visited Mazatlan.  Ann, however, has been there a few times back in the 1980's primarily, so she has at least met them at one time or another.
 
As I look over my collection of photographs, and the ones I inherited from mom's collection, we have so few of the Grandparents Sanchez.  While Grandpa Sanchez would live into the late 1980's, Grandma Sanchez would die in 1977, but managed to drag herself to Mexico and died there, where the requirement is to bury the dead within 24 hours of passing.  There was no way either Ann, dad or myself could have gotten there for the funeral.  But Ann has always believed Grandma Sanchez wanted to be buried in Mexico near her grandchildren there.
 
So the following photographs we took on the patio of their trailer and inside the trailer are the last I have of Grandma Sanchez.  These are probably taken just a couple of years before she died, possibly in 1975.


 

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