August 10, 2014

Friday, October 10, 2014

They are building a new house just a little ways down the street. The smell of the dirt reminds me of growing up in the orchards of San Jose. They started building houses around us, and my dad would send me down to the building sites to collect nails that had fallen to the ground.

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