I think I was three when we moved to our first home (of two) on the hills of La Mesa, a suburb of San Diego. 4360 Woodland Drive. There were several big trees in front and back. A fabulous park sat down the hill in the canyon. Eucalyptus Park, on Bancroft -- coincidentally almost exactly on the 117th meridian.My mother grew roses. I played in the bushes and trees and big back lawn. My father began building a small sailboat in the driveway. It was while we lived there that Sputnik was launched and the Space Age began four days before my 7th birthday, on the twelfth day of the Harvest Moon, on the twelfth day of Autumn. My father soon became more than an airplane engineer -- now, a rocket scientist. Mars was very close to the Earth sometime in those years.
One day an old lady came walking down the road and stopped to tell me she remembered when her father had planted the tall conifer beside our driveway. A tree shall set them free....
1. My grandmother of the north
3. The big engines growled and thrummed
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