My grandson, Jonathan, and I had an adventure in SoCal. We stayed with my cousin on their 150 year old ranch. Since the amazing matriarch past away at age 103, no one lives in the main house. We each had our own room in the huge old farmhouse. The house is filled with souvenirs from family trips, paintings of every type filling the walls, a ratty old pool table, and a kitchen sink with a separate faucet for "farm water." Really? What's that? I think it's for watering plants, not drinking. There was a ladder in a bedroom closet that went straight up to the flat roof with a faucet and a hose. We explored an eclectic mix of unending interest. There was a grand party with yummy food and flowers everywhere to celebrate a granddaugther's birthday and move to Europe. We were enveloped in family history, celebration, and experienced the end of an era. https://www.vcreporter.com/news/the-end-of-an-era-the-maulhardts-and-the-history-of-agriculture-in-ventura-county/article_9ad0c8b6-3487-575a-aaf6-6bf2e2b618dd.htmlThe highlight of our trip was that Jonathan got to go flying in his uncle's private plane, a Piper Turbo Arrow III. He even had a flying lesson and got to handle the controls.
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