Cindy Jo's Story, October 26, 2018
Picking up where I left off last week. My dad had come home from Iwo Jima and my parents were living on the beach in Carlsbad, CA. I don't know why they moved and where my grandma went through this next time period, but my mom drove me by these little tiny houses in Carlsbad years later, and they had lived in one of them. She said she could reach a shelf in the kitchen from the bed.
My father was then hired as an X-Ray Technician at San Bernardino Community Hospital. This resulted in our family settling down in the Inland Empire now know as the "IE". I do know that my grandma lived across the street, Wall Street, from my family in San Bernardino. The hospital where my dad worked was a small 50 bed hospital. They had aspirations of building a much larger, 350 bed hospital. In 1954, Sammy Davis, Jr. had a car accident that injured his eye which he lost. He lived for years after with a glass eye. He was brought to my dad's place of work for treatment. My dad had said that the hallways were lined with all the flowers that had been sent for Sammy. Since the hospital was so small he got to know my dad and others who worked there. When he found out that they wanted to build a new hospital, he offered to organize a benefit concert to raise funds. A few years later, he did just that. The concert featured Sammy, Judy Garland, Diahann Carroll and many other fabulous performers. In an odd twist, this resulted in my coming into this world. I'll continue with that next week.
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