My father used to drive one of those 70s style vans. It was tan with no interior except for the driver and front passenger seat. In flashes, I can recall clinging to one of the two sand-filled cushions that doubled as backseats. In that van, I slept the most of the way to Yosemite National … Continue reading California Love: The Buffalo Soldiers, Yosemite National Park, and the Western Frontier