I remember as a kid going to Aunt Pauline's and Uncle Lawson's house and swimming in the creek and playing in the tornado shelter.

I loved as a child going to Fallbrook to Uncle Com's and Aunt Pauline's. We would go to church and listen to Uncle Com's sermons. Then we would go back to their house for lunch and climb and run in the hills around their house. Fond, Fond memories of Aunt...

When I was a child weekends at Fallbrook was the BEST. Uncle Com seemed to always be building another house alongside the mountain, so memories of newly framed houses with Com lugging a tool belt with hammer in hand are vivid. Aunt Pauline always made a cake...