The previous night we had been to a drive in movie and watched Witness and the Breakfast Club, today we drove down to Dana Point, watching people fly kites and enjoy their Sunday in the stunning California sun.
It was back in the mid 1970s that I started my adult journey in this life and there are a lot of thoughts and memories locked up in diaries and in my grey matter that should be expanded before, as they say, it's too late.
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