This is a picture of me in Santa Cruz running to my grandma's house back in 1955. Grandma had dinner ready for me and my dog, Pepe. We were hoping to be together with family and enjoy a home cooked meal. I had to keep Pepe fed by taking food from my grandma's cupboards. On our way we heard the ocean, some sirens in the distance, but nothing else because it wasn't real busy that day. I don't remember what I was thinking at the time. Someone was always taking pictures of me and I didn't like it! We finally got to grandma's house. I would invite all the neighborhood dogs for dinner, but grandma would shoo them away. I always had fun at my grandma's house. It was a wonderful time in my life.