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resigned his commission and applied to Sacramento State
University, citing an "antipathy to sea travel." He was even less enthusiastic
about staying with us when he finally came back for good that summer.
Before long he was back at his old cashier's job in
North Highlands earning money for the Fall Semester. I remember him re-uniting
with some of his old high school buddies, some of them already in their
sophomore year at Sac State. Eventually, my brother and two of his buddies
pooled their resources to get an apartment near the campus.
I have a clear memory of my mother and I in the car driving
back home from somewhere, and my mother looking out over the steering wheel
with a sad expression and commenting on this feeling in the pit of her stomach
of Bob pulling away from her as he struck out on his own.
There was another big change ahead. The following year,
1962, a co-worker of hers offered to rent us a 3 bedroom house in North
Highlands. The rent was higher