Non-Fiction

Looking back 40 plus years:

I think in my sophomore year of high school in the South Bay Area (Daly City, CA) I was lucky enough to have had a pretty good class that at least touched upon the complexities of what it meant to be of, or a, Californio. Certainly later, after a hitch in the Marines, my experience at a high quality East Bay Diablo Valley College reinforced that one needed to become comfortable in more than the usual version of U.S. Western Expansion (Manifest Destiny?) to garner a whiff of the richer elements of California History.

One Professor was also the author of my H.S. text as I recall. Rankin? Ransom? In his mid-30's to 40's in the early 80's. Well done book. Not a bad lecturer, but he wrote a better book. IMO.

I remember that I was living in a cheap apartment in what was then known as the "Biker town" of Benicia. Two-time Capitol of California I believe...

Nice place then. I also had hair on my head. sigh.