‘The Cliffs Are Falling, the Cliffs Are Falling …’

By Judi Curry I am not a native San Diegan, but I bet that I have been here longer than many of the readers of this article.  I am, however, a native Californian, born and raised in Los Angeles. I have lived in Northern California while attending school at Berkeley and while husband and I both had good jobs in the Bay Area. I also lived in Arizona while husband and I had top jobs in neighboring school districts and I live in Bangor, Maine. But I always came back to California. My experiences in these different areas provided me with many different situations – some very similar to ones facing us today.  For example, when we lived in San Simeon, following a big storm, Highway One literally fell into the ocean.  That road was closed for over a year while it was repaired.  (I have been told that since I left the area they have been numerous storms and the road has been closed again and again.) Frequently, while living in Northern California, bridges were closed because of flooding, because of landslides and because of decay.