It would be another two decades before I came upon the words that made me think I had a story to tell-the opening words of Maxine Hong Kingston's The Woman Warrior: "You must not tell anyone,” my mother said, "what I am about to tell you.” The immigrant mother's prohibition to her daughter reminded me of my own mother's warning about spreading "family secrets.” In the face of California's fame for blatancy-in the face of pervasive light, ingenuousness, glass-and-aluminum housing, bikinis, billboards-Mrs. Hong recommended concealment.