Resting in Santa Clarita (Eve of Destruction 10/1999)
I’ve noticed that there are always just enough shady trees for all of the moms to park their cars under at a park I discovered recently. The elbow-shaped trunks in the park itself begged for children to scurry up right along with the bushy-tailed squirrels. Some boys instead chose to skid by on skateboards dragging…