Love you Carole, and am sorry to have you leave our lives. You will always be in our hearts.

When I was 4, my Mom and Dad pulled a trailer from Springfield, Illinois to Seaside, Oregon. Mom was expecting. We lived in a home with my Lund grandparents. On December 17, 1951, I was blessed with a little sister named Trudy Carole Lund. Mom was giving baby sister a bath in a large mixing bowl. Grandpa Lund was furious and said he would have to throw the bowl away, because they couldn’t eat from it now. Mom told Dad it was time to leave. We left in January for a trip to California. Ended up in Tracy, California. Parked the trailer behind Goldies Feed and Fuel (Mom’s cousin). Goldie said we could have all the ‘dirty’ eggs we wanted to eat. That is what we lived on for awhile. Then in March of 1953, I was blessed with another sister, Cathy Jeanne Lund, born in French Camp, a few miles from Tracy. Packed up again and moved to Sunset Trailer Court in Vallejo. By the time Carole was old enough to go to school, we moved to Broadway Street in Vallejo. By them, I was babysitting and watching my two sisters. I remember them getting into the wagon, tied to my bike, and I would ride them around for hours. Played cowboy and Indian, hide and seek and skated. We moved to Palou Street in Vallejo, where Trudy decided she was not going to be called Trudy any longer, she is going to be called Carole. I believe she was going into the 3rd, maybe 4th grade. I was always amazed at such a young age that she made such a decision. I have found that through the years, if Carole decided to do something, she would find a way to do it.

Audie (Lund) Hartson ~Sister