That's me, up to the bat in about 1968. We were in Baja California, Estero Beach to be exact. This was back when the area was a simple campground, nothing more.
Our friend Maria helped her parents manage the campground, and we came back year after year beginning in about 65 or 66. Then, something fun happened. In 1969, my father got permission for us to take her to our home in Orange County for about a week including a trip to Disneyland! To say she was thrilled would be an understatement...
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