was born in New Haven, Connecti-
cut, scarcely a year after World
War 11 ended, a child of the G.I.
Bill that financed my father's edu-
cation at Yale. Soon afterward my

parents moved to California, taking me along at the tender but obliging age of two years. My earliest memories therefore hang on Pacific horizons-glimpses of beach cliffs from toddler's eye-level just above the back seat of a 1940 Ford.
Westward movement was to become the constant of my life, a journey ever far- ther in...