From famed food writer M.F.K. Fisher's book Among Friends, the story of her childhood growing up in one of the few non-Quaker families in Whittier, CA.
I suspect Richard Nixon may have been one of her contemporaries and that was his home town, but she makes no mention of this in the book. Though judging by the way the Quakers treated her family, it explains a lot about him!
This is something I really understand and identify with:
I am always sorry, when I meet a good person who has no need, no wish, to read. It is as if he had lost a leg before he knew he had one: he swings along nimbly enough, but he is not whole. The last thing he needs or wants is my pity, but he has it, just as fine keen-minded children do when I see them unaware of anything but the television and movies and the illustrated weeklies......
And what really makes me sad is that nowadays Mrs Fisher would have as many adults to pity as she would children, wouldn't she?