I knew a couple of families in Truckee, but one family retired and moved, (Kosak) and the other I've lost touch with so long ago that they wouldn't even remember me (Hall).
I've driven past there dozens of times, Dear Old Dad lived on the Other Side of the Mountain. The last time I was IN Truckee, I had been pulled-over by the stupidest, most-kickback-taking a-hole roadway "worker" (CAL DOT, I think) on Earth. I was forced to buy tire chains before they'd let me drive down a WET interstate highway. The guy bangs his portable "STOP" sign on the road in front of me and yells "YOU SHALL NOT PASS (without tire chains installed!) There was no snow on the road. There was no ice on the road. The pavement was WET from the melting snow on the side of the road. It was so warm, there was a small river of water at the edge of the pavement.
I got out of my car, showed the highway worker that all four of my tires were US Federal DOT "Mud and Snow (M+S) rated. I showed him my license plate from the Seasonally Frozen Wastelands--the town I lived in, and where I came from the day before had more snow than the streets of Truckee did, although the streets of Truckee actually HAD snow, which I-80 did not.
NOPE. Gotta buy and install chains before I can go down the hill. Amazingly enough, the store had rows and rows of thousands of tire chain sets. What a coincidence. Didn't want to carry-over the merchandise past spring and into summer, I guess. Bribe the DOT to harass motorists appeared to be the scam.
I bounced down the mountain at 25 mph, screwing-up the brand-new tire chains on WET pavement. All because some doofus with a hand-held stop sign decided to exert some authority on a traveler.
I don't have a lot of love for Truckee.