It was a blast from the past. I not only did not recognize a lot of my old pals, but some of them I didn't even remember.
We did have a good time, though, and Mary Ann got to hear some of the old stories I had forgotten. Plus a few corrections of ones that I had embellished.
Afterwards, we spent time with my brother, some cousins and old friends all around the greater Bay Area, from the Napa Valley down to Carmel. Unfortunately, my digital camera's memory proved as unreliable as my own, so I have no pictures to share.
However, my hiking buddy, Ed Riffle, brought along a cheap disposable camera on our trek to a crashed bomber site near our old ranch in the hills above Milpitas, so you'll know I didn't just make that story up.