I liked Moore Avenue school. My best friend was Steven. And I was friends with his sister Jeannine too. Along with my sister, we formed a sort of idyllic, hermetic community of children. This is the time when the Eureka H Street house experiment began: my parents bought a giant old Victorian house in Eureka that we shared with another family – it was like a commune when you added in various attachments and relatives on both sides. Each year at Thanksgiving we drove to La Honda (near Palo Alto) for a giant hippie hanksgiving event.
[This entry is part of a timeline I am making using this blog. I am writing a single entry for each year of my life, which when viewed together in order will provide a sort of timeline. This entry wasn’t written in 1973 – it was written in the future.]
