Crossing Paths

Our streets may go in different directions, but we always know they'll come together many times along the way. Here's one of those times...
It's one month after graduation, I drove straight to Santa Cruz from Oakland airport to meet my family for 4th of July. My Ford Explorer there in the background is packed full of everything I own. Greg drove from Vacaville to meet up with us when we had a fortuitous encounter with this intersection.

Little did we know we'd be living together on the beach in Capitola in just a few months time.