My own private tennis courts, frequented dozens of times, without living in a mansion/estate. I love thinking of this era of my life, much more carefree then, when life was imbued with great hopes and lofty dreams. (After a few decades of life, reality has smacked me upside the head and made me come down from that place.)
As a youngun', my sibs and I used to walk or bike here. I would sometimes jog about the park, located in a very tranquil and expansive neighborhood of upper middle-class, manicured homes. Sometimes, they would play b-ball while I took a book, reading in the sunshine, enjoying being in the out of doors...
And sometimes, it was pure competition among the 3 of us: pounding it out in the sun, playing multiple games of tennis. We were all part of the local high school's tennis team, and this was a perfect place to go and nab a court, for HOURS ON END. Perhaps everyone in the area would go to La Sierra park, which sports multiple courts side-by-side.
This was one closer, more personal, and less known. Good for us! I have great memories of sometimes bringing my lab here and letting her chase the tennis balls as they flew over the net, trying her best to inch closer to a bit salivary chomp of the yellow fuzzy.
One great, solid memory from my childhood. read more