My full name is Virginia Mae Fisher Congdon Robertson. My father was John W. Fisher and my mother was Marie Holt Fisher. My dad was farming. He was the youngest of four children. He was born in Akron. He had cows. In later years he had cotton and milk cows. He had a dairy.

I had a brother. I had one brother that died when he was fifteen months old. My mom was a nurse. She wasn’t a graduate because it was during the war years and she was in nursing in Hanford in training, and they had to go to work taking care of people before she finished her, and she never went back and finished it, but she did nurse for a while. But she was a housewife all her married life.

We were on the ranch, and we just had… I don’t know, had plantings. I really don’t remember actual things. My brother was five years younger than I and we had a lot of fun. You know, fun things on the ranch.

My dad was the youngest of four so he was spoiled at home. He was ten years younger than some of them, and so growing up our grandfolks were quite a bit older than we were. He liked to do his own thing and worked hard and he loved to hunt. He went deer hunting every year with a backpack. Had extra horses that backpack in the mountains, and his dad and brother and uncle all went with him for years and years. My granddad would fish while they were hunting and so they did that, but he never went on vacations or anything with us. We had cows, so you don’t leave the cows. Small dairies. And then when we became eight years old we went over to the beach house with my aunt always took us over there. But we didn’t go on vacations. We always had a used car but we had plenty of good healthy food and things that we had to have.

My aunt had a beach house in Cayucos, California. She’d take us over there.

My mom and dad had a Model A that we… yeah, that was even before the Model A, that one, I think, that we went over a couple times, got stuck on the way over and couldn’t get up the mountain. And then I had a Model A… was my first car when I started work. I paid $100 for a ’29 Model A Ford and I drove that for—well even when I was married we still used it. Because Harold bought a team of horses instead of a car, but his folks lived next door and so he always used their car.

He had to buy a team of horses so he didn’t buy a car. For work, you know.