HOOPA, Calif. -- Born, and mostly raised, in the inner-city projects of Fresno, Calif., almost everyone I knew was Mexican or African American. We picked grapes every summer, along with the migrant workers, to raise money for school clothes.How I met my “native”: I was living and working in San Diego, and went to Redding for Christmas to visit my parents. My sister talked me into going out to a bar. She saw Dana, my future husband, across the room and said, "Hey, there is someone I want you to meet." I took one look at him and thought, "That's the guy I'm going to marry." Full narrative at: http://tinyurl.com/yag7xvc