Prune picker is a Depression Era term for a native Californian. It was not a complement. In the thirties when I was a boy there were times that I was the only prune picker in a group. Everyone else had been born somewhere else.
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Sunday, August 22, 2010
This is the home of Kelly and Sandy Klipstein in Fort Mojave, Arizona. Sandy is the youngest child of my oldest brother, Keith. Sandy used to play with my two oldest children, Nancy and Chris. Chris said his memories of Sandy are all pleasant. Sandy was a pretty girl and was nice to him. He said that did not happen very often to him.
This is Sandy holding Willie who is 18 years old! She saved him from the pound when he was a kitten.
This is Sandy holding Kashew who is only 9 years old.
This is the neighborhood road runner.
This is tonight's sunset over the back fence. The view from the backyard is great! The Klipsteins are kind enough to put me up. Tomorrow the ghost town Oatman and the casinos of Laughlin.