I was a young child in 1960. I remember moving into our new home here in L.A. that year. The hills above us were on fire we lived less than one block away from them in Burbank. I thought we were going to burn to death and die. I had nightmares. It was scary. Something my sister and myself never forgot.
I was crapping my diapers in Iowa in 1960. Muscatine to be exact.