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The Strawberry U-Pick

Not only was it the highlight of some of my best visits to Pasadena It was some of the best summers of my sons’ early lives-our trips to help Poppy! We’d arrive after a day of driving after being couped up … Continue reading

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On The Strawberry Farm

We had some laughs on the farm when pickers filled themselves and their buckets but only paid for their buckets’ booty. Dad often asked me to make raisin buns so that he could invite all the single ladies and daughters … Continue reading

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