A school chum from high school was in town from Oregon and I suggested we drive to Sunland/Tujunga, CA yesterday, partially in the rain, to hook up with some of our grammar and high school friends who still live there. This was my hometown growing up--age 6 to 19 and though it is only 45 miles from Redondo Beach, I only visit every few years. The towns have changed, of course, but they still are small towns and much of it is very much the same. Like the house I grew up in--8444 Day St., Sunland, CA. I'm always so relieved to see it is still there each time I visit--so very, very many memories about this house, my parents and siblings, the town, the schools I attended there.
I checked property records when I got home and it is still in the same family that bought it from my parents in 1957. I know the parents are long gone so assume one of the adult children still lives there. So many memories.
After a lunch at Joselito's in Tujunga, a long-time favorite place of mine that didn't exist when I was a kid, Harry and Susie, Dave and Socorro, Margaret and I, went to Bolton Hall, the historical museum for this area located in Tujunga. This building was in abandonment growing up but they have restored it beautifully.
This is Harry, Socorro and me in front of the big stone fireplace in Bolton Hall. We actually went to Sunland Grammar School together and Verdugo Hills High School. Our Class of 1955 from Verdugo Hills still meets yearly for a reunion, usually in Laughlin, NV. I've got it on my calendar this year.
And here are all of us who got together yesterday. Everyone who grows old says they can't believe how quickly the years pass and I can confirm that. All of us agreed how blessed we are to still be enjoying life. Not all our classmates are as fortunate as we are. What a great day this was.