Idyllic Summers in a Little Home on the California Coast

Well, when I got to be eight years old my aunt would take me over to Cayucos. And she always took my grandfolks Fishers—Grandma and Grandpa Fisher—over to the coast for the summer because it was cool. So I would go over and I would get to stay there, and a lot of friends that I only knew over there plus people from here that went over. We had friends. We had really good times on the beach. I don’t know. When my children went over, they’d go to shows and were away or something. We never went to a show when we were at the coast. We’d play games at night and the daytime you spent on the beach. We went swimming a lot, always laid in the sun to get tan, which now I regret. I worked so hard to get a tan in two weeks and then come home and take a bath two or three times and it was gone.

Even after I was married, I took my children over and that was our vacation in the summertime. I went over, my other friend and I went over and stayed by ourselves with our two kids. That was Lorraine, Loris, and myself and the four. They’d all be dressed the same. There was one girl and three boys and they never knew that they weren’t all boys. Good times. And Harold and I for entertainment, you know, we didn’t have a lot, but we’d have a lot of community out there that we did things with. We had parties maybe once a month, and we always went to a dance on Saturday night or played cards. And we had a lady that lived close by that always was our babysitter, and Harold’s mother would babysit. My mother would babysit in the daytime but never at night. So we always did things like that or went to the show. But we always had our night out.