Nerves acting up so here we go again.

My sister Sandy was out of the house and married before I was 11.

Her husband was in the Air Force and they lived in the Mountain View suburb of San Francisco.

We drove down to visit them with triple digit temperatures until we dipped over the coastal range in Northern California. All the windows went up then.

That area in 1969 was full of things an 11 year old from Cowiche had never imagined. We saw all of the tourist sights like the Golden Gate Bridge and Fisherman’s Wharf.