Pedro Miguel

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 housesPhotograph was donated by Wayne Worthington
	Pedro Miguel housesPhotograph 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.