No, the memories are bad! That's why I left Santa Cruz County in 1989.
Everything had blown up on me! I was homeless, IRS was threatening to toss me in prison, my "friends" had betrayed me.
Oh ****!
The picture you painted me was that you were some kind of Trust Fund Baby living the High Life in Lake Tahoe.
Now, ... you're implying you were some kind of Bracero picking Lettuce in Imperial Valley.
(get your Stories straight, Futz)