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National Geographic : 1977 Sep
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Rising through a blanket of morning fog, the stacks of Eureka's pulp mills cough out dense billows of steam. In accordance with tough state and county air-quality laws, the mills are among the cleanest in the country. Having long endured the vagaries of placed by locals of all stripes who want to restrict tourism or encourage it, to make the whole town a state park or to resist it, to per mit growth or to halt it. Such enthusiasms are noted by Nannie Escola, 91, a zestful native and former teach er (page 347). Her five children, eleven grand children, and seven great-grandchildren all live along this coast, a display of continuity rarely found in California. We sat in the cheery kitchen of her house, surrounded by old photographs and stacks of notebooks, an archive of Mendocino's past. 362 "I'm not against tourists," she said, "but I am against the people who come here and want to boss us. When they first come, they think they're the first to discover the place. They think they must save us. But most of them go away in 10 or 12 years." Nannie, whose parents moved to Mendo cino from a lumber camp in 1892, calls her self the town's first hippie. Her parents had sought to discourage her from marrying her Finnish sweetheart back in 1914, but the couple had managed nicely with a rather modern solution. National Geographic, September 1977
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