A Baby Bommer comes home.
In the late summer of 1954, I was born in the old Dominican Hospital. It still stands as an Historic Building on Soquel and Branciforte.
I came home from my birth to Corralitos . My Mom at the time suffered with post partum. It was kept quiet, and I was shipped down the street to number 9 Blake. Put into the care of empty nesters Evey and Butch Peterson . My memories of Her are warm and loving. I spent my weekdays in a playpen in her living room where I watched early tv. What's my line, To tell the truth and Queen for a day.
My Dad got ready for work early. Up at 5 out by 6, across the neighbors lawn, diaper bag on one shoulder and me on the other. He was 48 and had just stopped smoking, I remember him breathing hard as he made the trek. I think I was in her care for almost 2 years.
Check out the Old Dominican Hospital.
Branciforte Plaza on Soquel and Branciforte. .
The building is small for a hospital. It has a Mediterranean look to it. The old elevator still functions. It's hard to imagine a busy hospital and even Nuns complete with Habits as nurses. I'm so glad it was saved from the wrecking ball.
A Habit is the clothing garment a Nun wears.
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