Going Home
I hadn't been home in more than 10 years, and I suppose there's a bit of truth to the saying that you can never really go back. All of my family have moved to the East Coast, and only a few cousins remain behind. Nonetheless, San Diego will always hold a special place in my heart. My childhood was idyllic - and I can honestly say I wouldn't change anything. The good times, fond childhood friends, and memories all came rushing back as I drove around and tired to remember things the way they were. I was surprised that I pretty much knew my way around without thinking about it too much. You see, I left home in the 80's, and even though I would visit my family when I was in the military, San Diego seemed to grow and expand almost overnight every time I returned.
The first photo is of the house that I spent the majority of my childhood in. The second is of my parochial school, St. Didacus which I attended through the eighth grade, and the third is of course my High School - St. Augustine, one of, if not the best HS in Southern CA in the opinion of many (not just mine!).
I will say that "Saints" has changed dramatically since my HS school days, but definitely for the better. It was, and is an all-boys Catholic HS, but not to worry, we had a "sister" school just two miles away, Our Lady of Peace, which to my delight was actually a mere two blocks from my house! Next up are Old Town and the San Diego Zoo in the vacation post series. In the meantime I'm going to try and make to Bayfest this year for the 4th and hope to have a few photos, so stay tuned and have a happy and safe holiday!