After far too many years away, I came back to my family today. My only family.
My sister Liz, her husband George, their three daughters, Kathy, Julie, and Linda, and my nieces and their children are all the family I have. The all live in Ontario and Chino and Santa Ana, California. I was able to break bread with 11 of my family today — at breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
The day started for me when I went a couple of miles from the Motel 6 where in I am staying in Chino to Liz and George’s home. From there, Liz and I went to a delightful restaurant in Upland, where we met Julie and Kathy and Kathy’s oldest son (and tallest) son, Matt. At 6′5″ he’s the only member of the family taller than me.
Then Liz, Julie, and I drove out to Rancho Cucamonga to a huge new shopping center, Victoria Gardens. Julie knows how I love the outdoors, so she took us to one of the largest outdoor stores there is, Bass Pro Shops. I didn’t buy anything but got some excellent advice on how to pick out a bike from a bicycle salesman there.
I was looking for a map and trail guide for tomorrow’s hike, but Bass Pro Shops didn’t have them. So we went to REI, which is right there, and found just what I needed.
Later, Liz and I drove by the place where we lived in Upland from 1936 to 1944. Then we went out to lunch together for a great salad.
This evening Kathy had 10 of us for her famous and delicious taco dinner. I enjoyed all the trimmings without the tortillas. Linda and her two boys, Andrew and Spencer, were delayed by traffic on their drive from Santa Ana. Kathy’s husband, Del, is an electrical contractor who had a job in the L.A. area and was also delayed by traffic. But eventually all arrived, except for Linda’s husband, Tim, who is sick, and Julie’s family, who were at their daughter’s volleyball game.
It is an amazingly close-knit and loving family — except for me, the one who has always gone farther afield.
It is wonderful to see how close the three girls in particular are to each other and to their parents, Liz and George. And wonderful to see my grand-nephews, who are all grand kids.