As the summer heat and long days fade into the colors of Fall, which is my favorite time of year, I find myself reminiscing of summers gone by; particularly the summer of 1968.
This was my last summer in Shawnee Mission Kansas, where I grew up with grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins close by, and it was as the beginning of a change I never imagined. When the summer of 1968 ended, I was coming of age and it was the last time I thought and acted like a kid. What-does-coming-of-age-mean
In May 1969, my family moved to Riverside California and a new social culture was cast upon us. Gone were the carefree days of walking to the swimming pool with my sisters and neighborhood kids, catching fireflies at dusk, making up games, playing outside until my father stood on the back porch and whistled for us to return home and itching the chigger bites until they turned red.
This is not an unusual story, we all become teenagers, priorities change and drama enters lives. At age 13, in sunny California, I still went to the swimming pool with my girlfriends, but it was to get a tan, not get my hair wet and gossip.
I’m a Huntington’s disease advocate having lost my three (3) sisters-in-law to this horrific disease. A group of HD advocates have formed a team to become a HDSA San Francisco Bay Area “Affiliate” to serve the HD community of 7.1 million. The San Francisco Bay Area deserves to have a HDSA Chapter which we will hopefully become over the next couple of years. What is Huntington’s disease
The nonfiction book, Watching Their Dance is available on many book websites and $7.00 is donated to HDSA every time the book is purchased. https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B06ZY85776
We Can Never Lose Hope…….