the nut tree

When we first moved to California, we lived in the town of Chico, home of Chico State and Bidwell Park. We only lived there for about six months before moving to southern California. I don't remember much about that time (I was only eight), but one of my few memories is visiting The Nut Tree in Vacaville.

The one thing I remember is standing by the fence with my dad, watching the train. It would appear that they recently gave the place a makeover, but the train is still there. It was like a little trip down memory lane.

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