Trabuco Road

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


Trabuco Road


I remember the carrot fields at the end of Trabuco Road. I remember the Post Exchange (PX) where I bought our wedding rings. It was September. I remember the echoes of fallen heroes. I remember Saddleback Mountain and the memories. Where have all the memories gone? Now shopping centers and condominiums. I remember the carrot fields at the end of Trabuco Road. When a Gunnery Sargent lived there near an Orange tree. When it was El Toro. It was September. Now the ghosts of jet planes fly over. Semper Fidelis, “always faithful. " But, my wife still shakes bread crumbs from her apron.


Submitted: July 11, 2021

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