Four
In Martinez we moved into a second home that was a rambler. I seem to remember that it was a new home, or just had dirt for a yard, not sure which. During that time, my dad was in his residency and Tara was born. I was in preschool and took dance lessons. I remember we often walked on a dirt road near our home that had huge electric pylons. One, in particular, seemed like a huge alien monster. I always ran past it so it wouldn’t “get me."
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| far left |
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| at Disneyland |
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| Easter |
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| Scary "robot pylon" right? |







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