huntington beach::july 2006
have you ever met a girl who didn't love the beach?
well i most certainly am not that girl.
i swear to everyone i meet (or most everyone) that i was meant to be a california girl. if
it is at all possible for a place to be genetically inherited into one's soul, then i most certainly inherited this place from my dad.
he was a blonde haired, curly fro-ed, tan as could be beach bum of the seventies. does it get any better than that?
today i would love to be here again. with two smallish boys in tow of course.
where is your 'california'?