Our First Noel

May, 1989

Our First NoelMonique Noel remembers being three (she remembers even further back--a couple of hundred years further, in fact--but more on that later). She recalls being a toddler who resented the gray skies over her native Oregon. Miss May, even then, was a sun worshiper. "Oregon is beautiful," she says, "but it's wet and gray. I had to get out of the rain." The year she turned 18, she folded her umbrella and fled south. It seldom rains in her Southern California stomping gr...