Speculation
Where do I turn to find my mother. Laurel has exhausted all the legal tools at hand.
S.S. can not mail a letter to her until they find an address. No one has ever reported her dead.
She has disappeared from visible site, I do not know what she looked like, thought my dad showed me a picture of her in 1951. She was a beauty with a singing voice. She was not meant to be a mother. She loved the night life, my dad and her partied across Southern California.
What do I think? Was she moved into hiding by the government for some knowledge she possessed? Did my dad do away with her? These two above thoughts are in the direction I lean toward. The first thought can be traced in two directions, from her end and from this end. Nothing! The second thought. My dad is not capable of hiding a body without help? So I look into where he worked or his family worked? My dads parents were devote Catholics, my mother was christian, I assume her mother was a seventh day adventist. Her sisters were Methodist? I spent many hours in tents in downtown L.A. If my dad had help covering up a body, who would get him out a jam? Where were people working at that time. What did everyone have in common. Three places come to mind. My fathers home, where he grew up. (Where everyone danced at Gilberts baptism party.) The San Gabriel Mission, the Pablo family is quite prominent in this community and helped mold the structure with mortar. And last but not least, The Huntington Library. This is where Pablo was a prominent gardener. His cactus garden is famous. All the sons worked there with their dad Pablo in the forties, fifties and sixties.
My dad told my sister that under a tree would be a good place to hide someone.
