Living on the track for four years was a unique experience for me. It was rewarding to be able to help those less fortunate human beings. I was able to care for my husband while we gained knowledge of the various places we were assigned to work. I was protected by my faithful guard dog Princess. The love and attention I gave to the track gang was returned to me one hundred fold. When I left to move into a house it was like turning the page to a new chapter in my life. There were no loose ends and nothing to go back for. We had travelled from the mountains to the seashore and the valleys to the deserts. Most of the time we were near one of the many packing sheds. This was my one chance in life to see the beauty of the state of California.