My mother & Jingles

We moved back to San Diego in 1957 & brought Jingles with us.
I remember playing tug a war with him in the back yard & remember him dropping the play rag & taking a hold of my blue jeans & nearly pulling my jeans off.   He would grow when someone came to the door at night but would stand at the door & wag his tail when dad was a minute away.  Dad worked across the street at Ocean Beach Elementary & walked home late at night.