Pedro Miguel




Pedro Miguel Locks
Photograph courtesy of the
Panama Canal Authority
Pedro Miguel Locks in "1914"
Photograph donated by
Joe Duvall
Pedro Miguel Locks (with two ships)
Photograph courtesy of the
Panama Canal Authority
Pedro Miguel Locks
Photograph courtesy of the
Panama Canal Authority
Pedro Miguel Locks (south end)
Photograph was donated
by Joe Duvall
Pedro Miguel
Photograph was donated
by Wayne Worthington
Pedro Miguel Locks
Photograph was donated
by Joe Duvall
Pedro Miguel
Photo taken by Vern Caturia
Pedro Miguel Locks
Photograph was donated
by Wayne Worthington
Pedro Miguel 1920
Photograph was donated by
George Chevalier
Pedro Miguel houses
Photograph was donated
by Wayne Worthington
Pedro Miguel houses
Photograph was donated
by Wayne Worthington
Pedro Miguel
"my brothers and me in our PM backyard"
Photograph was donated
by Bill Pullen
Pedro Miguel Ferry
Photograph was donated
by Wayne Worthington
Pedro Miguel & Pedro Miguel Ferry 1922
Photograph was donated by
George Chevalier
Pedro Miguel Boat Club
Photograph donated by
Joe Duvall



Pedro Miguel, is the city where I spent the first five years of my life. It was a small community, but a close community. My father, Ted Marti, worked all of his career at the Pedro Miguel Locks. First, as a locks mule operator, then later as Lockmaster.

I can remember when I was about 4 years old, there was a parade that went right in front of my house in which Queen Elizabeth was riding in an open car. She waved right at me---I'll never forget that smile she gave me as she looked right at me.

We had lots of pets in our home in Pedro Miguel. Alligators, two cats, a dog, parrot, and two small hoot owls. We learned respect for all living things, and especially for wild animals. So many good memories of Pedro Miguel. One in particular, is when my Dad and brothers were flying a huge box kite, and I wanted to fly it all by myself. My dad finally gave in, and ooops---it got away. It looked so beautiful flying so high--towards the Pedro Miguel Locks. Yep, my Dad had to remove it from the locks. I can remember the embarassment he felt from his work peers, fishing it out of the locks! That was my last kite flying for many years.....

Pedro Miguel was truly a beautiful, tight knit close community--a great "safe" place for a child to grow up. My best memories in life, are from Pedro Miguel.





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