The article of May 23, "Calipatria City Council renames streets," brought a lot of memories. I remembered Calipatria east side and west side, the segregated schools for Mexicans, Hindus and blacks, the local theater where blacks were only allowed on the balcony, the drugstore that would not sell ice cream to Mexican children.
I barely recall the name Chief Frank Emanuel but I do remember Judge Beall, who became a hero for allowing the local white fathers to spit on Cesar Chavez's farm workers. I do clearly remember Señor Francisco Quiroz, who owned the Eastside Market. It was a large market. It had everything: groceries, clothing, shoes, a gas station and the only phone available to people living on the east side to use for emergencies.
Before he had a road paved from Main Street to his store, the children of the east side could not get to school or get medical care.