To My Dad To every one upon this earth it seems Some special one means more than all the rest. Deep in our hearts the hero of our dreams, The well beloved, the noblest and the best. When reverie recalls me down the years To that far time when memory first began I see you as my hero, brave and true- I knew there could not be a greater man. And still that truth is with me as so oft I think of you who made my childhood glad. Of all the heroes I have ever known, The greatest one to me is still my Dad. Mabel E. Plaskett, April 23, 1939.
Author Mabel Plaskett
Mabel Sans Plaskett was born in Coralitas near Ben Lomond in the Santa Cruz Mountain area of California. Her father Edward Robert Sans ran a saw mill near Pacific Valley, along the Nacimiento – Ferguson road to the coast at Highway One. It was there she met Edward Abbott Plaskett, her husband. Mabel wrote about the coast and the pioneers of the 19th and 20th Centuries.