Tom Johnston:  

Life Got married just after high school. Had a son then moved to Scio, Oregon. From there we moved to Portland and had a daughter. Moved to West Linn, then back to San Diego where we got divorced. Played around for several years and moved to Salem, OR where I got married the 2nd time. Had a son and a daughter and moved to Tecate, Mexico to work with poor families building houses and distributing food. My then wife took our kids and ran away. In 1996 Rosario and I got married and now have two great daughters. We have a small ranchito in El Hongo, Baja California, where we raise rabbits. I work 4 days a week at Silver Creek Fine Art where I do custom picture framing. Our home is located about 10 miles south of Boulevard California, on the Mexican side of the border. GPS coordinates: 32.49066, - 116.27746. La Jolla India Reservation August 27, 2007 I believe that is was the summer of 1959 that I first went camping at the La Jolla Indian Reservation. For several years I went with my folks, my brother Dan, and sister Barb, and at times including some aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. Later, during my Sex, Drugs, & Rock and Roll years, I went with my first wife, Connie, and various friends. One night after my divorce, I picked up a cute little hitchhiker in downtown San Diego and ended up going to the campground as a last minute decision. Many years later, I took my son Paul when we went on a motorcycle road trip. I've gone a few times since then with my present wife Rosario, and our daughters Veronica and Jazmin. In all I suspect that I've camped and picnicked at the Reservation probably eighteen to twenty times. Back many years ago the campground was very informal and very wilderness in atmosphere. Of course now it is more designed for the modern day camper family. I'm not saying that it is bad, just bigger to accommodate the demand. That's OK, they are generating income without a casino, and that is great. I love that place. I sometimes remember the time that my aunt Miriam and uncle Don got flooded out when they set up their site in the path of the flood area of the downpour that happened that night. We all got a good laugh, but of course Miriam was angry and ready to go home RIGHT NOW!!!! I think that we all ended up sleeping in vehicles instead of enduring the rain, since we never were much for tents. One time that aunt Ann & uncle Bob (Castro) went with us and I saw uncle Bob naked. I was quite impressed with the size of his manhood, though it made me feel like the boy I was at 13 years old. Damn he's hung like a horse. It was at the reservation that my uncle Bob (Resides) taught me to drive his Jeep. The first trip went great until I forgot to depress the clutch when stopping, so I slowly arrived to the point of pushing down a small tree before finally coming to a stop. Four wheel drive is powerful, perfect for a fist time driving lesson. It was one of our trips to the reservation that my mom got the idea of farting into a mayonnaise jar to see if it would last until we got home. It di...Expand for more