Homeless in Holiday

Notes on family, or something like it

Brothers Hanson, ’74. Photo courtesy of the author.

Where do I return?

I grew up an Army brat, descendent of a Mexican-Norwegian and an Irish Mutt Cocktail, who both met in the ’80s California sun, he from the rancheros, she from the concrete coast of Redondo. Green-gold inland hills of Southern California is our home, or at least where the seeds were pushed thumbdown and left to germinate…