With the coming of Memorial Day, I’m reminded of my father, Lawrence Wesley Grady, a man who deserves to be remembered. As a child, I remember him driving our car as I sat behind him in the back seat. From there I could lean forward and touch with fascination the two dime-size scars on his neck, one on each side. I had a vague idea what had caused them, but it would be years later, as an adult, before I would fully realize the pain and sacrifice his scars actually represented.
In order to understand the environmental issues of California, you must have intimate knowledge of CEQA. The first time I heard this, I wondered who she was.
But she’s not a she. She’s the highly-maligned California Environmental Quality Act of 1970, signed into law by Governor Ronald Reagan.
When my wife Judy and I moved from northern California to Pilgrim Place in Claremont in August of 2012, we were not quite sure how we would fare in getting to know our 324 new neighbors. We got a bit of an inkling, however, when I wheeled the rental moving truck up in front of our new residence.