Once upon a time in Pasadena, I found an American bridge to Mediterranean delights. I found that every street can be more amazing than the next. I found that a mountain backdrop makes everything wonderful.

Once upon a time in Pasadena, I found whales of fortune riding waves of home pricing. I found all that glitters is not gold... it's also wildfire, sushi and real estate. I found that fancy cars--both old and new--are as common as palm trees.

Once upon a time in Pasadena, I found the earth quake under my feet, and life goes on. I found that people freak out more over a little rain than they probably should. I found that persistently pleasant weather is not the best character-builder.

Once upon a time in Pasadena, I found a history of America I never knew. I found the lure of fame and Hollywood appear to be just a stone's throw away. I found talented people to be a dime-a-dozen, singing sadder songs than they should be singing.

Once upon a time in Pasadena, I found that rich cities still desperately need God. I found more homeless people than there should be. I found humanity.

Once upon a time in Pasadena, I found a man, and his wife, desperately needing God. I found humility. I found the real me.