Contest – How Did You Find San Carlos?
In my last blog post I told you how I found San Carlos. I thought it would be fun to turn the tables and hear how you found San Carlos via a contest! Everyone likes a background story so here is your chance to share your story AND win a $50 gift card.
Submit your story of how you found San Carlos in 250 words or less to email@example.com by Friday, November 4, 2016 at 8:00PM. The winner will receive a $50 gift card to the San Carlos restaurant of their choice. Winner will be announced on Sunday, November 6th at 5:00PM.
I can’t wait to read your stories! And, if you want to get automatic emails when I write a blog post be sure to subscribe in the link in the upper right hand corner.
My parents moved me here in 1952 when I was one-year-old! Bought new house on Brittan Avenue between Tamarack and Codilleras. Sidewalks were not yet put in, and Brittan Avenue ended at Alameda de las Pulgas. Once we had sidewalks and lawns, the neighborhood kids would play outside from sunrise to sunset. The neighbors all knew each other and socialized with each other. When children started school, whether they went to Brittan Acres or St. Charles, they all walked, unaccompanied by parents, together to and from the schools. We walked to and played at Burton Park and walked to a “Mayberry-type” downtown, without our parents. Life was very different back-in-the-day. Small town where everyone knew your name. When I was a sassy 14-year-od, my family of six moved to Debbie Place off of Eaton Avenue. By then, both Carlmont High School and San Carlos High school were built. I attended San Carlos High School, as did my three younger siblings, Again, we all walked to and from our high schools, and there was no SamTrans to take us anywhere. No one worried about obesity or Diabetes, as we were active children who never sat around doing nothing. Still live in this great city of San Carlos in a home I purchased, and still walk just about anywhere within a two mile radius. Would not want to live anywhere else.
P.S Jessica Litz Eva was one of my students when I taught at Carlmont High School.