Her name was Florence Owens. She was 32 when she, her companion, Jim Hill; and her seven children arrived in Nipomo in February 1936. It was a cold, wintery afternoon in the depths of the Great Depression, the worst economic crisis our nation had ever known. Their car had just broken down, and Jim went […]
The Great Depression
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A lesson, warning, and proposal for the Nipomo Mesa
I got to know the late Harold Miossi shortly after settling here after finishing grad school at Cal in 1976. I had the privilege of enjoying his occasional company until his death in 2006. Harold’s name graces two fine concert venues—the PAC at Cal Poly and the CPAC at Cuesta College—as well as the city’s […]