We had many fun trips but one that stands out in my mind was our trip to the World’s Fair in San Francisco. My Aunt Bernell, Dad’s youngest sister, lived in either Oakland or San Francisco in an apartment at that time, I don’t remember which, however it was on the second or third floor of the building. My cousin, Sharon, was between Joy and me in age and we were left home while the adults went somewhere. We filled tracing paper sacks with water and dropped them out the window to the people on the sidewalk below. The brown paper sacks didn’t hold the water very good so we didn’t hit anyone directly but we sure got in trouble when our folks got home. The apartment seemed really elegant and impressive to this Central girl.
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