An incredible coincidence

In the April 17 LVN, this column was about my home in Ambler, Pa., which I left in July 1964 heading “west” with my five sons when my husband Don and I were divorcing. His family, as well as my mother, was furious with me and astonished that I would take the children far away. But I knew that their future and mine would be better out West, so I had my son Doug close his eyes and point on a map of California. That was as far west as we could go in a car. So in early July 1964 off we headed to Santa Barbara on a two-week journey across America, the five boys and me, in an old Volkswagen bus with only $1,000 in cash from the sale of the house in Ambler.