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Toll House – Part 2

I did the piece on living in the Toll House yesterday but I did it rather quickly so I thought I would add a few more images and bits of information.

Toll House 2This article from the Los Gatos paper describes the process my parents went through to rent the place. We lived there during 1967 where my father worked as the display manager for the old chain of stores called the Akron. He was (and still is) an accomplished artist and it seemed like this appealed to the Planning Commission.

While here my father also started and completed a Dune Buggy built from a kit he purchased from a company called Bermoco located across the bay in Berkeley. After it was built we took a memorable trip as a family to the Calaveras County frog jumping competition, made famous from an essay written by Mark Twain. It was a big trip for us and I think we camped out but I can’t really recall whether we did that or stayed in a hotel. I think it was a rally of sorts for the dune buggy club we belonged to called the Rutrunners of San Jose.

The buggy was built from my mother’s wrecked VW beetle, that if I remember correctly was crushed under a fallen lamp post. That made up the base of the car and with some modifications the whole buggy was complete about 6 months later. Although it has been non-operational since the mid-70’s I still have it up at the house in Redwood Estates where me moved in 1968. I have every intention of getting it back on the road again so I can take my wife and daughter on that same adventure to the frog jumping competition which is still being held every year.

Toll House DaysOn last image of the Toll House I can share is of me sitting on the wall near the street looking at the canopy of the old Carriage House. From the article you can read that the canopy was supposed to be installed at the proposed Lyndon Plaza project but it actually became the top of the gazebo across town at Oak Meadow Park.

Yes, that is me indeed me in the foreground. I changed my name during college and kept Roger as my middle name. Until my late 20’s I was Rog or Rog Jr. and I still go by that with most of my old friends up on the hill. I have thought about going back to Rog but I have now been Devon almost as long so I will probably just leave it.

I hope you enjoyed this peek into a more recent account of this batch of Dawson’s. I promise to get more historical in subsequent posts!

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Toll House

I have been working on a few new posts but time has not been my friend lately and getting them finalized into a publishable format. I had been considering writing a little fiction as it is easier to just write a bit here and there but despite creating a new blog for this purpose the integrated nature of a person’s WordPress blogs caused me to publish it here in the Tavern by mistake. My apologies.

Since anyone following me got the erroneous post, here is a bit of more recent history about my more immediate family. My parents rented a historic building when I was 3 years old on the outskirts of Los Gatos called the Toll House. It was the building where tolls were collected from stage coaches before they headed up into the mountains where we eventually moved and where I still live today.
Toll House 1

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