I have so many memories of growing up and having fun. I was a tomboy and enjoyed playing with the boys! I could ride a bike faster and skate and beat them at tetherball. Skinned, bloody knees didn't phase me. When swinging on the swings and jumping out, I was cool because I had a parachute(dress) Of course I had shorts under the dress. This is back when we had to wear dresses- up until I was in 9th grade.

I remember one summer my dad built us a "playhouse" with large pieces of cardboard. There was a piece of carpet in there and a window and a table and chairs. It was so cool. Then the warm summer days and the slip and slide and sprinkers was just so cool. To this day when I hear a plane flying overhead, I think of laying on the warm wet sidewalk and basking in the sun.

Disneyland was an annual trip for us since we lived so close. The picture was taken in 1967 and my granparents had gone with us. They both loved gardening and my granfather delighted in all the platns and oculd identify many of them. Some of the rides we went on then have since closed to make way for more modern rides. One ride was known as the Mosanto, an adventure through inner space. You joined the world of the small atoms. It was okay the first time, but after that, it was the place were all the teens went to "make out". My parents had gone to the opeing on July 17, 1955, just one month before I was born. They got free passes because my uncles had helped build the Matterhorn That is the mountain you see in the picture.

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