Wawona Stories

It was the summer of 1967 when we moved to the old Baker house on the south side of the Merced River. Wawona was a big place to me. Lots of people meet and places to explore. I was in 2^nd

grade.

The Baker house was in the middle of a trailer park – camp ground area. People from Fresno would show up with their families for a week or two. From one city to another. Trailers were backed up next to each other. It was very crowded, but no ever minded.

Each morning brought excitement. Did any of the new camp trailers contain other kids our age? It was the part of the fun each early morning offered. It was my first summer in Wawona.