We must have celebrated Christmas a second time in 1952 as we travelled to Rialto CA where my Dad grew up and where his mom and dad still lived.
Here I am sitting on Grandma’s lap with my two brothers and three cousins.
I will never forget the Rialto home which we visited at least once a year until Grandpa David passed away in 1959. The house was surrounded by orange orchards which they owned. The smell of orange blossoms is very distinctive and memorable.
