Both San Diego and Tijuana where pretty quick to rebuild after Yosemite. We needed San Diego’s factories and the factory workers needed to party in Tijuana after long hard shifts at work. But it would be decades before they really recovered to what they were when I was young. And honestly they never were the same. None of us were after Yosemite. Those of us who went away had to live with two decades of War. Those who remained behind had to deal with the Yosemite Winter. Global Cooling. The New Ice Age. There were lots of names for it. They all boiled down to “it got fraking cold enough that even the Eskimos got tired of it.”