Family Roots
I was recently telling my sister about the chance that I might get to live and work near Salinas when she reminded me of our ties to the area and of a photo that my grandma showed us a long time ago. It was a photo of her family around the time that they first arrived in California.
My grandma’s family camping while picking fruit in California
They were camped in a makeshift shelter propped up by their Model T. They would travel around the state making a living by picking fruit during the summers. If I end up moving to the area, it would be like coming full-circle back to where my family started in this state.