My first visit to Santa Cruz was in 1957, I was living with my Aunt and Uncle in San Jose. I thought I had died and gone to heaven on my first visit. The Boardwalk and the beach was so much fun. We made frequent visits to the beach.
My Aunt used to collect starfish and wood that had washed up on the beach. She took it home and used it in her garden. Even as a teenager, the Boardwalk never lost its appeal. I have not been there in years but will always have great memories.
