Davis is my Home
February 7, 2023
I’ve been in Davis since January 1978… where’s my calculator… that’s exactly 45 years (and some change)! Clearly my home. I think of Palos Verdes as my hometown, and in so many ways, “my home.” (I remember it used to drive Jim a little nuts when I’d say I was going home to visit family… “Davis is your home,” he’d insist.) But let’s be honest, I’ve been here a whole lot longer, through numerous critical, life-shaping, life-defining phases of life. My life is far more defined by what I’ve experienced here: it’s where I graduated from college, where my career started, and where many relationships started (and ended). Most significantly, Davis is where my relationship with my husband started (and thrives) and it’s where my son was born (undeniably his home). Community and social roots are deep, I feel like I’ve grown up here — or at least matured here. I’ve spent damn near my entire adult life in this one place.
So.. yeah.. my home.
All of that is my way of saying I love this picture. Betsy took it a couple weeks ago on a walk (of course) in the arb. Classic Davis.
Life of Wry 
February 9, 2023 at 8:24 am
Hi Kari, you should print and frame the photo! š
February 9, 2023 at 9:34 pm
It’s a nice one, isn’t it? So Davisy.