I'm always filtering, not saying, but noticing. I could live anywhere, I'm like a farmer. Besides, California is too much of a clich . It's in a state of perpetual arousal. It's constantly 72 degrees.
Personal experience is the only road to knowledge.
This town has been a good balance, the sensibility and the rigors of life. When I was growing up it was farm fields and Main Street with elms, down to the river. Then the boom hit in the 50s. In 1951 we played in fields, by '53 there were houses there. We look at them as treasures.