As I was writting a little piece about my past this morning, hopefully for future use, I went to search the road I once lived on, Lone Tree Road. This search came about through a picture Susan sent me. I thought what I saw in the picture was the otherside of Table Top Mountain but found it was Oroville side. The side I always saw when I lived in Palermo. Which took me to searching the properties on Lone Tree Road. Some of the same old buildings remain standing. I was quite surprised. The two houses I once lived in on that road are still there. Many stories I will write from this little piece of life. There is another house we lived in, in Palermo, but I don’t remember the name of the road. I am not sure why we lived there or for how long, but there is story about a little lamb from when we lived there. A story about a pony ride, lemon pie, and lies. Oh and about Santa Clause.