Sierra Madre was my boyhood home, a time when there was no 210 Fwy and the quickest way to the beach was straight down Rosemead Blvd on your bike. Every Saturday from morning till dusk was spent hiking the mountains or traversing the cliffs down into streams and and falls. Thanks for a great photo of my hometown. Ron
What amazing color! Such a pretty street.
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Sierra Madre was my boyhood home, a time when there was no 210 Fwy and the quickest way to the beach was straight down Rosemead Blvd on your bike. Every Saturday from morning till dusk was spent hiking the mountains or traversing the cliffs down into streams and and falls. Thanks for a great photo of my hometown. Ron
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