We went to Henry Cowell State Park.
Carl, my little brother. 8 years younger than I. He's become one of the most insightful, sensitive people I know now. He's a musician in Nashville, Tennessee, and it had been about ten years since he was in California.
Carl, sitting there looking back at us, was able to also catch some Jazz in downtown Santa Cruz.
Grandmom and Carl never really had a chance to get to know one another before. Dad was Grandmom's firstborn. Uncle Lynn, below, he's Grandmom's second son. And then Carl is Grandmom's only grandson.
Lorraine, Lynn's wife, called us "The Jackson Four"! True, just missing sister Janet!!! (She's in Pennsylvania) Grandmom was Jane Wolstenholm, then Jane Jackson, then...well, now "Ostergren"!
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