Last weekend we visited a place that I used to spend a lot of time when I was their age in the late 60s & early 70s. My childhood house was lost in the Oakland Hills fire in '91. It felt strange to be in a familiar place with the kids, who were my age when I last visited regularly.
What did it look like to them? The views were mostly as I remembered them.
What will they remember from their summer days, 40 years from now?
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