I haven't posted anything in a year. That doesn't mean I haven't been writing. Currently, I'm working on a memoir. I've managed a rough draft of my first ten years. Many of my memories are tied to my brothers and sister, and my mom, of course. Sadly, I father wasn't in the picture very much.
In 1946, I traveled across the country by train to start a new life in California. What an adventure, a new town, a new school and new friends.
I'd have to say my teenage years were the most fun. I lived in a time so very much like the movie American Graffiti when I met my future husband, attended school dances and rode around in fast cars.
