memories of my aunt

so when i was four my aunt and uncle moved to california with my cousin. how were we to see them? we certainly didn't have the money to fly all of us at once . . but my mom was resourceful and she planned and plotted and mapped and packed, and lo and behold there we were . . on the road . . driving to california. the first year we went was in 1967 and we stayed in motels the entire way. the second year we went we drove and we camped the entire way. i much preferred the camping. we stayed at yellowstone national park, custer state park, glacier national park, yosemite . . and several KOA kampsites in the middle of the trip which i did not like very much. this picture was taken in front of my aunt's house during the second cross-country trip in 1969. my mom must have taken this picture. my dad is squatting in front, my aunt is on the left, my sister is behind my dad, and my cousin is behind me. i could never keep up with my sister and my cousin . . they had eight and nine years on me . . so my pal was my aunt evie, and in california we were always cowboys.