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    Posted April 13, 2014 by
    Monrovia, California

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    The Fabric of Our Lives

    My "Wonder Years' were in the 60's and 70's, some of my greatest memories. Besides the wild side of the 60's, there were the traditions. These are our Christmas pictures from 1965. My parents and grandparents were always dressed for the occasion. I remember thinking how beautiful my mother and grandmother were (you still are Mom). Look at the hair and clothing, hair up, teased, narrow tie, wrist watch, glasses, jewelry, holiday vest, and cigarette in hand. We kids were dressed in red velvet with black patent leather shoes. But look around the room. The white flocked Christmas tree, the black and gold couch, "Easy Bake Oven", the encyclopedias proudly displayed on the bookshelf, with the family bible on top.
    My parents protested the war (even though dad served), boycotted lettuce and grapes (they supported Cesar Chavez and the United Farm Workers), and walked the picket lines (Dad worked for the LA Times and walked the picket line with the striking workers at the Herald Examiner). They were pro-union, believed in the little guy and struggled financially, but they always made sure we looked nice for that special occasion. Those were the days that shaped who I am today and will forever be etched in my memory. Thank you Mom for filling our lives with those treasures.
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