OMG -- Joe, you've put words to feelings I haven't even begun to process yet. Even during the two-decades-and-then-some when I lived in LA, as a native NorCal kid I felt resistance to it, as though nothing there could be as beautiful as San Francisco or a grove of mist-crowned redwoods on the northern coast. And I too left L.A. after a long dance with show biz, raising my kids, losing my first husband, reinventing myself over and over (so L.A.), and thought I was well and truly over it. But oh, the fires — I can't wrap my head around the breadth and depth of the destruction, and I'm grateful to you for articulating what it means to me. But, holy shit, Christmas Tree Lane???? I'd forgotten that it could be among the casualties.