A walk down memory Lane

As some of you know George spent half of the year in Fort Pierce Florida until he was about six. After Christmas his family would move from Haddock to Fort Pierce until June. He, his sister, brother and cousins would go to school half the year in Florida and half in Georgia. Yes I married a migrate worker. He also returned there frequently when he was older to check on the plant in Fort Pierce. So we took a trip down memory lane yesterday and today. Yesterday we rode bikes to North Beach where he climbed on the jetties as a child. I was surprised to know that Elaine allowed him to do so. He said it made him feel big. He was about six. Today we went by Casa Caprona, the apartments where they lived when in Fort Pierce. Yes the are still there. They were built in the 1920s. He showed me the tree where his mother fixed a picnic lunch. Yes in a tree, long story. He also showed me where the swimming pool was but is no longer there. Today we went by the cannery site. There was a vacant lot over looking the Indian river on one side and a train track on the other. He talked about the smell of the citrus plant and the smell of a bakery down town when they passed on the way to pick up his father from work. On Monday we went under what he called the swinging bridge where he almost lost his life. It seems his mother was going over the bridge and the guard rails did not come down, so his mother stopped the car with her front tires barely still on the bridge as it swung out. So it has been a very nostalgic past few days.

Living the dream in Fort Pierce
Freida and George