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For those of you who have stayed at Pinezanita Trailer Ranch, you know that this park is unique from any other camping or recreational campground. That's because when you come to Pinezanita, you are really vacationing in my mom's backyard. For years the Stanley family would use this property as a weekend retreat, then we moved to Julian full time and finally Pinezanita was established. So when I come home for visits now, you are all camping in my backyard.... the place where we raised chickens, dogs, steers, and rode our horses. My dad and uncles trapped the wild game in the area, cleared the land, cut, split, and sold cords of wood for extra money. The following will give you a little background as to how Pinezanita came into being. |
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Christine Stanley 1968
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The Power Behind PINEZANITA
Hard work has never been a problem for my mother or for her mother or her mother's mother. I think it may be genetic. My mom, Christine Stanley, has taken care of geriatric patients, worked as a waitress, painted houses, dug ditches, installed plumbing and electrical, cooked for armies of people and family, landscaped yards, used chain saws to cut cords of oak and pine for fireplaces, swung sledge hammers to split the cut wood, created floral designs on natural manzanita roots and limbs, cleaned better than any maid known and raised 5 children at the same time. Don't be surprised to see her running her backhoe and dump truck somewhere in the park. Needless to say, my mom can work right along side the best man, but she's every inch a woman.
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