3.12 Chutes and Ladders

1959/60 • La Habra ~ Carleen always called Randy a schnook, but he wasn’t, he was just innocent. On the opening day of the Pomona Fair, we were in line at the cotton candy stand when three brass-buttoned uniformed women in garrison caps smartly walked by. “Mom, what are they?” Randy asked. Carleen answered, “They’re […]
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