I grew up in Campbell, a small town part of San Jose, next to Stevens Creek. Not the boulevard, but the Creek itself. I used to catch frogs, salamanders and hell from my Mom in that creek. They paved it over with the San Thomas Expressway. My back yard overlooked about 3 acres of tall grass and Walnut trees. Around the 4th of July the walnuts were soft and green - you could hollow them out and, with a firecracker, make a fragmentation grenade. We played a lot of 'Army' in that field. They took it out and put in a large apartment complex. I guess it's to be expected, but I also miss the old San Jose.
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I grew up in Campbell, a small town part of San Jose, next to Stevens Creek. Not the boulevard, but the Creek itself. I used to catch frogs, salamanders and hell from my Mom in that creek. They paved it over with the San Thomas Expressway. My back yard overlooked about 3 acres of tall grass and Walnut trees. Around the 4th of July the walnuts were soft and green - you could hollow them out and, with a firecracker, make a fragmentation grenade. We played a lot of 'Army' in that field. They took it out and put in a large apartment complex. I guess it's to be expected, but I also miss the old San Jose.