1941 My parents came to California from Oklahoma. Mom's parents, and her sister and husband moved to California a year earlier. My dad said mom cried every day, wanted to move to California and be close to her family. (Boy do I understand that!). So with my mom 6 months pregnant with me, and my big sister Donna age 5, they came to California, and the note on the back of the picture, says "Our first home in California (1941)
My dear Dad, a 6th grade education, but a brilliant mind, hard working, and a notion he could do anything! Thus, when I was three years old, he had completed this home, built from scratch with his own two hands. It was a modest home, two bedrooms, small bathroom, living room and dining room and a little kitchen that reminds me of my little retirement cottage kitchen. It was my home until I left for college in 1959.
Doesn't that remind you of pictures I posted of me in my kitchen. Now you know where I get my love of cooking, aprons, and spending time in my kitchen making cookies!
I thank God everyday for my humble beginnings, and the lessons learned from my parents, of hard work, determination, believing in your dreams.