Riding Through Time: A 10th Grader’s Journey on Highway 76 in 1990

Back in the spring of 1990, life seemed simpler and more serene. As a 10th grader at Fallbrook Union High School, my daily routine included an hour-long bus ride from Pauma Valley along the tranquil stretch of Highway 76. Each morning, the journey transformed into a personal escape, a time to daydream and reflect without the interruptions of today’s digital world. The landscape outside the bus window unfolded like a peaceful painting, untouched and expansive, inviting a sense of calm and endless possibilities.

Fast forward to the present day, and the scenery has changed dramatically. Highway 76 is now a vibrant scene, bustling with activity, much of which is brought by the prosperous Native American gaming casinos that have emerged over the years. Names like Pechanga, Pala, Pauma, Harrah’s, and Valley View have added a new vibrancy and economic energy to the area. Yet, as the road’s character evolved, I often find myself longing for those quiet rides that offered solace and a chance to dream.

One memorable Saturday morning that spring, I was set to attend my first driver’s education class. The anticipation was palpable, mixed with nerves about the reputation of our instructor, Garland Dunbar, known for his stern demeanor. I owe a note of gratitude to my good friend Brad Thompson, who shared Mr. Dunbar’s name for this reflection. Thankfully, I wasn’t alone in that class; Brad was also attending, and his father, Brad Carlton Thompson, Sr., had kindly offered to drive us.

“Remember, everyone’s a beginner once.”

-Brad Carlton Thompson, Sr.

Mr. Thompson’s calm presence during the drive was a comforting anchor, much like those serene bus rides. He offered us gentle wisdom with a smile: “Remember, everyone’s a beginner once.” His words carried a quiet strength that eased my anxiety, leaving a lasting impression of kindness and support.

I am deeply saddened by the passing of Mr. Thompson and extend my heartfelt condolences to Brad and his entire family. Reflecting on that significant day in 1990, I am struck by the profound influence individuals like Mr. Thompson have on our lives. The values he exemplified—kindness and compassion—are qualities I strive to embody in my own life, inspired by the remarkable examples set by people like him. May his spirit continue to guide and uplift those he touched, and may his enduring influence encourage us all to live with the same grace and empathy.