Cesar Chavez

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"No More Grapes!"

No More Grapes!

In the late 60s, we showed our support of the grape boycott by not buying and eating table grapes.  We were a young couple in Los Angeles and had a young son.  We all loved grapes, so this was a sacrifice, but a no-brainer.

When my son started school, I spent my free time picketing at the local Safeway store.  It was exhilarating when those cars turned away.  I had grown up in the San Joaquin Valley and understood the plight of the farm workers as well as the working conditions they suffered.  My first post-college job was as a social worker at the county welfare department.  My job often took me to the various farm worker camps - many merely a settlement of tents with some porta-potties and a cold water faucet.  No real bathroom facilities, showers or cooking facilities.  No walkways among the tents, so when it rained it became a muddy area.

I even wove our own small red and black eagle flag for the wall.  When the strike was over, we were overjoyed to be able to eat grapes again.