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Originally Posted by rsrguy
Thanks bugs. Your parent's ranch reminds me of home. I was born in mariposa. My grandparents lived in Cathy's Valley.... I spent every moment I could at their place when I was a kid and teen, it was more of a home to me than mom and dad's house.
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No prob buddy, Mariposa?!?!? Talk about a small close world. I was found under a rock in an orchard in Visalia. Family was in Fresno, Tulare, Visalia and my grandparents lived in Porterville. I got to spend summers in Porterville and miss my G-parents something fierce.
The ranch my parents sold just got too much for them to keep up. Even though my brother and I spent as much time helping them out as much as our schedules could allow. He was working at Beale AFB and me in Placerville, made it tough. We did the best we could and my parents eventually bought a track home actually next door to my brother.
In keeping in character of the thread, I “was” working the ranch by mowing. And yes, I miss the ranch and sunsets like this really drive the point home to my core. Helpin pop out by cleaning out the canal water valve, proving the ranch with a full minor’s inch of allocated water.
pop would wear a kaydex helmet do to his severe unstable wobbliness. Many trips to the ER due to falls and head strikes. After nearly loosing him on many different occasions, he started wearing it.