|Posted on July 28, 2019 at 8:35 AM||comments (0)|
It was a hot Central Valley summer day, June 1993 when we moved to Madera Ranchos from Fresno. I was 8 months pregnant and not looking forward to the move.
We had been looking at land for four years in the Clovis area, yet had not found anything within in our means. When my fiend told me about the Ranchos, I came out for a visit. We found and got our property within 4 weeks. It was a sign from God! This was the place. Although we had all intent...Read Full Post »