Here it was, 1951, and Ma Frey complained that the only remaining celebration in town was the annual three-day Portuguese Chamarita festival.
“I suppose I’ll march in the parade,” she agreed. “I remember when I used to dance three nights straight at the Chamarita, and work all day–I had boarders and seven children besides–three boys and two girls survived and are living now. We had music and a band and enough people to have a dance.”
There were 500 people that lived in Pescadero in 1951. Ma Frey remembered when twice that amount lived there. Now the town’s biggest buildings, three hotels, were shuttered.
…to be continued…