29 Jun Memories of Central Park
My husband and I moved to San Mateo from Boston in 1987. We relocated for our careers, but stayed and raised our son here. We’ve witnessed 30 years of changes to Downtown, but what hasn’t changed is Central Park, and we’re grateful for that. We have so many family memories tied up with this graceful spot. We walked there with our baby in a carriage; later, as a toddler, he was enthralled by the Japanese Garden and its hidden paths and streams, perfect for floating leaves. No trip to the park was complete without our son climbing onto the back of the dog sculpture near the Rose Garden. Whenever family and friends visited from back East, we took them to Central Park. My father was particularly delighted by the koi in the Japanese Garden; a pond filled with huge, colorful carp was so exotic to a lifelong Bostonian. In my mind, I can still see him standing on the bridge looking down into the water, laughing.