Carl T. Schroeder

I remember staying at the Schroeder home in what had to be about 69 or so when my family visited Southern California for our first trip to Disneyland. It was all fun and games.

In 72 when our family moved back to Wisconsin, led by Carl Sr., the Schroeder's all made us feel welcomed and were first to greet us. I remember playing football in their front yard with a bit of snow with Carl-Tom. A new experience for my brother John and me.

All the best to the entire Schroeder...