“Cal-i-for-nia Here I Come, Right Back Where I Started From”

I can’t help but sing that old tune and simultaneously break out into a vigorous tap dance, my cane a-twirling.           With its melody I tip my straw hat and recall the ideals of my youth, when moving to California from New York meant entering an era of entitlement. It was the land where theContinue reading ““Cal-i-for-nia Here I Come, Right Back Where I Started From””