Note the old car in the background. This was over on Verrue St. before we moved in with Grandma on Tulare Street

I have many memories and stories to tell about my lifetime up to this point.  I hope you will enjoy reading about my life experiences.

Life began for me the early morning of September 26, 1942 in Fresno, California.  I was born at Burnnett Sanitariam defined as an institution for the preservation or recovery of health, especially for convalescence; health resort......Not sure my mother would have considered it a "health resort"......rumor has it that my parents never paid the bill for my birth at the sanitarium.