The Motherland

This is by far the BEST, MOST AWESOMEST place in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD.....SANTA ROSA CALIFORNIA. I must say I love love love my home land, and the reasonings for this are endless. I love the hills, the vineyards, the salt air, the sunshine, the people, and all the memories of growing up in the best cul de sac known to man.

After accepting my offer to start working at Hartford insurance and some excitement died down I realized that these last two weeks of unemployment were....welll....just that my LAST two weeks of unemploment, or perhaps freedom from "The Man" I guess you could say. So it didn't take much convincing on my parents part to get me to go with them on a trip back to our home town of Santa Rosa California. The trip was short, just a few days, but ohhh so worth it.

Were leaving on a jet plane...that my dad built:)

See ya later Arizona.

Brother and sister time:)

At last we landed in good old SR airport. I could literally smell the salt in the air as soon as we landed.

Yep this is it. The old hanger where my very known existence came from. This "Sonoma Jet Center" hanger use to say Piper and was always a delight for me to see such a sight as a child.