I remember the drive from Arcata to Eureka with dad in the Model A (1928 Ford – dad’s main car), because school was at Moore Avenue in Eureka but we lived in Arcata. Sometimes at night, driving home late in the Model A, the loud roar of the old car’s engine would lull me to sleep. I developed the idea that there was an alien landing site somewhere near Indianola. I think it was because of the colored airport lights at Murray Field, north of Eureka along Highway 101. I also remember thinking that the aliens were watching me. I KNEW that if I could behave in a sufficiently idiosyncratic manner, they would ‘rescue’ me from my exile on Earth.
[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 1972 – it was written in the future.]
