Bringing the World Closer
Santa Barbara Has Always Been a Destination
“Go often to the house of thy neighbor for weeds soon choke the unused path.” (after Ralph Waldo Emerson)
I was born in Santa Barbara on one of the only days it actually snowed, January 24, 1957. My parents lived and worked in Isla Vista: My father was building the UCSB campus, and my mom was taking care of my two brothers, who welcomed me into the world with snowballs in their tiny hands. There was not one paved road in I.V. back then, and over the years I have experienced my homeland changing. Today, paved roads and traffic are everywhere, and many of our beloved landscapes are vanishing.
Still, people flock here to visit … every day of the year.
