I kept going back to talk to the couple from across the street. They’ve lived in Mira Mesa since the ’70s, and I grew up there in the ’70s and ’80s. We reminisced about the days when Mira Mesa Boulevard ended before it reached Sorrento Valley. In fact, there was no place commonly known as Sorrento Valley.
I told him I remembered playing cowboys and Indians and war games out in those canyons. We once found a broken arrowhead, but it wasn’t until construction crews started building everything out there that we really started looking. It seemed every few months they’d stop because of Indian artifacts found in the ground.
He told me he once found fossils that had barnacles on them. He brought them to class and impressed his teacher.
Even though I had some nachos, a few cupcakes, and lots of peanuts, it didn’t stop me from slipping a few pieces of Halloween candy into my pockets as I left.