I have known Mr. Moore since 1960 when my mother began working at Sequoia Nursery. I was just about to start kindergarten and my mother told Mr. Moore she would have to quit because there would be no one home when I got out of school. Daycare was not available during those days, and most of the people in our neighborhood had children of their own to take care of. The school I attended was less than 1/2 mile from the nursery, so Mr. Moore instructed my mother to pick me up from school, and bring me to the nursery until she finished her work.

I remember Mr. Moore as being very tall, over six feet, and I was very small, so he always seemed like a giant. I would follow Mr. Moore around the nursery and he would show me how to repot the roses, plant seeds, and make cuttings. When I was 14, I was able to get a work permit, and Mr. Moore hired me, and I would come in after school and on weekends. In 1974 I was getting ready to leave Visalia and attend college when a death among the employees brought me back. This time, I would be working in the office, typing orders, correspondence for Mr. Moore, and helping him work on the rose patents. My mother worked for Mr. Moore until 1991 when my father passed away.

The nursery was always a very special place, and working there gave me the opportunity to learn about life, roses, and meet so many wonderful people. When the nursery closed in 2008, I choose another direction, and went to school to become an LVN. On August 7, 2009, I graduated from the program, and was honored to have Mr. Moore attend my pinning. His gift was a wonderful poem written to reflect our long friendship, and blessing we have received. My memories of Mr. Moore are my greatest treasure which will sustain me though this life, and until we meet again.