Growing up in San Francisco, I thought I was the luckiest kid in the world. A beautiful city built right on the bay. Nice views and water within a drive about 20 minutes in any direction. Most of the people I knew or interacted with, were locals and had been here for generations. A small-town feel within the big city. A place where we were able to play in the streets until dark; when I was nine my parents had no problem letting a friend and me walk to the corner store alone. In a time before cell phones, we could disappear all day with just a “Mom, I’ll be at Joe’s house,” and the house phone would eventually ring to call me home.
I knew that one day when I grew up, I wanted the same experience for my children. It took a lot of effort but in 2010, I was able to buy a house. Two short years later, my wife and I were blessed with our first child. Then in 2016 we had our second child.
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