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.