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obscurity: 1. Deficiency or absence of light; darkness. 2.a. The quality or condition of being unknown.

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The old Washington School in McKinleyville recently received a new coat of paint, and that, unlikely as it may seem, prompted me to recall a bit of the past. The building has long served as a rooming house but in its original guise gave its name to the nearby road, and in the process it obscured a bit of history.

The two lanes of pavement that separate the erstwhile school from the Mill Creek Shopping Center approximately follow an east-west line that appears on the earliest of the area’s maps. The line, drawn in the 1850s, depicted not a road but a boundary, with a then substantially smaller Humboldt County lying to the south and its now all-but-forgotten neighbor to the north.

That other county once stretched from this line all the way to the Oregon border and from the Pacific’s crashing surf to the crest of the Salmon and Siskiyou Mountains. It is the only such unit ever to be disbanded by the state of California — the calamitous county of Klamath.

When it was carved from Trinity County in 1851, Klamath had but two bases for its economy — mining, and supplying the miners. The mines were situated along the Klamath and Salmon Rivers in the vicinity of rough-and-tumble towns like Orleans Bar, Happy Camp, and Forks of Salmon. Their supply points were the ports of Trinidad and Crescent City. Trinidad became Klamath’s first county seat, but by 1854 Crescent City had grown so much that the seat was relocated there by an act of the legislature. Agitation by the inland miners subsequently resulted in the removal of Klamath’s government to Orleans Bar.

The miners may as well have moved the county seat to Mars. Orleans Bar lay more than 50 miles from the coast and offered “no radiating roads, only a wild river and mountain trails” to connect it with the rest of the county. The effect was to overburden what had already become an embattled bureaucracy.

Two years earlier, in 1855, Klamath’s Board of Supervisors reported their county to be $25,000 in debt, with its books in disarray and a substantial sum of money unaccounted for by the sheriff. Despite the deficit, the supervisors had assessed no tax for two years. Faced with these difficulties, the county’s response was to add to the deterioration: in another two years, the debt in the sheriffs account had grown to $32,461.27, which was especially baffling since he was now “absent from the county” and had apparently done little work previously—16 murders had been committed over the last three years “without the least notice having been taken of any of them.” By then the Crescent City newspaper had concluded that “we do not think…the Treasurer himself has ever had any idea how his books stood, much less been able to make any intelligible report from them.” A grand jury was similarly befuddled by the Treasurer’s record keeping but did determine that “the Assessor is delinquent in the sum of $39.”

The handwriting may have been missing from the ledger books but it was on the wall for Klamath: Such unabated deficits and disorder could only be followed by the county’s demise.

The only surprise was that it took as long as it did. Not until 1874 did the legislature finally approve dissolving Klamath, dividing its land, assets, and debts between the neighboring counties of Siskiyou and Humboldt. Even then, a lawsuit by dissatisfied Siskiouians prolonged the agony for two more years before the dissolution became complete.

Today, Klamath’s calamitous quarter-century is no doubt as nearly forgotten as the significance of School Road. The Humboldt County assessor and recorder’s offices house small collections of official Klamath documents, but neither is readily accessible to the public. Our local archives contain no copies of the wonderfully named Sluice Box or any other of the county’s various newspapers. Although some remnants of Klamath’s mining heyday are still visible at Orleans and similar remote spots, the remaining artifacts and architecture leave us a long way from sensing what life was like for Klamath’s challenged citizens.

What we do have to help us, however, are some interesting numbers. The 1870 census gives us a last official glimpse of Klamath before it ceased being a source of statistics. Let us look at a representative set of surveys done in the sector of the Martin’s Ferry post office. The area included a stretch of the Klamath below Weitchpec that was still the province of the miners, and added, to the south, the Bald Hills region that was returning to ranching after a hiatus during the Indian-white conflicts of the 1850s and early 1860s.

We learn first of all that only four types of people were counted — all the whites; all the Chinese (who in this case were all males); all the children who had at least one white parent; and all the Indian women living with white males. Anyone else (which meant most of the Indians) was ignored by the census takers.

Living in the Martin’s Ferry-Bald Hills area were a total of 100 adult males; of these, 68 were white and 32 Chinese. There were no Chinese women and only three white females, but there were 15 Indian women, listed, like their white counterparts, as “keeping house.” Most of the White/Indian couples were unmarried; it is likely that some of the Indian women did not freely choose their living arrangement. White/Indian children outnumbered white children 32 to 8, a four to one ratio. Only one person was more than 60 years old — Bald Hills rancher William Hopkins, 79, whose census entry bore the note “soldier of 1812.” One of the unmarried Indian women, Maggie Hopkins, had her first child at age 15.

I considered this information, which revealed much about how Klamath’s citizens ordered their lives within their chaotic county. But I found my sociological speculations repeatedly sidetracked by thoughts about Maggie Hopkins, pulled so suddenly from her aboriginal adolescence into a motherhood within the world of the whites.

With more research, pieces of her story emerged. The man she lived with was Horace Hopkins, a farmer and former miner, originally from Exeter, Maine, who was 20 years her senior. Horace owned a ranch in the Bald Hills west of Schoolhouse Peak. On the neighboring ranch lived his two brothers and their father, William, the aged veteran of the War of 1812. In the year of the census, Horace reported an amazing agricultural phenomenon on his ranch; after planting, growing, and harvesting a field of wheat, “a splendid crop of oats” spontaneously cropped up. Hopkins swore that the “ground has not been disturbed in any manner since the wheat was harvested.”

Barely more than a year after this miraculous event, the flame of Hopkins’s good fortune had burned itself out. A newspaper account from August 19, 1871 announced a

… cutting affray last Sunday night between A. Shelton and H: H. Hopkins. Report says the difficulty arose over a game of cards, which the parties attempted to settle with knives. We learn from Dr. Lindsay, who attended the wounded men that Shelton is severely cut, while Horace Hopkins is dangerously injured.

Three days later, Horace Hopkins died in Trinidad. His will was probated before the end of the year. He was found to have debts of $1,960.77 and an estate worth $3,000. Two of his nieces, Anna and Ida Butterfield, were named “legatees in the sum of $500 each,” which left less than $40 to be disbursed. Horace’s brother, Albert, was granted possession of the late rancher’s “premises.” Nothing was said about Horace’s two young children, Frederick and Ellen, nor was there any mention of their mother, Maggie.

By the time of the 1880 census Klamath County had joined Horace Hopkins in the ranks of the deceased. The Hopkinses’ Bald Hills ranches were now in Humboldt County, where only one of the original Hopkins clan remained, Horace’s other brother, John. Living with him was his Indian partner, Annie, their own two children, and Fred and Ellen. Maggie fails to appear anywhere in the census.

Here I paused, for Maggie’s fate as the Indian mate of a white settler eerily echoed the story of Willie Childs, the Yurok woman I’d written about in the Summer 1997 issue of the Historian. Not only were they both left with little or nothing by their white partners, but the piece of property that could have been each woman’s salvation was one in the same, for it was the Hopkins Ranch that William Childs later purchased and then willed not to his longtime Indian partner, Willie, but to the white woman he eventually married, Christina.

I began this piece at School Road, seeking to illuminate a small part of Klamath County’s obscurity. But following that road has led me back to a ridgetop ranch site in the Bald Hills and taught me, more than any school could, a lesson about another type of obscurity — of the impulse that prompts a Horace Hopkins or William Childs to take up a knife or pen, and with a slash of anger or a stroke of greed forever alter the lives of those who will live beyond the perpetrator’s own death.

Perhaps in pondering this, we can also consider one last lesson: We don’t have to go to McKinleyville to encounter School Road. We each come to a road that is its equivalent many times in our life, and each time we do, we are given a choice — whether, like William Childs and Horace Hopkins, to cross into obscurity, or, mindful of the fates of Willie Childs and Maggie Hopkins, to cross into light. School is always in session.

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The story above is from the Spring 1999 issue of the Humboldt Historian, a journal of the Humboldt County Historical Society. It is reprinted here with permission. The Humboldt County Historical Society is a nonprofit organization devoted to archiving, preserving and sharing Humboldt County’s rich history. You can become a member and receive a year’s worth of new issues of The Humboldt Historian at this link.

It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of our beloved Tyler Zander Stanley-Camba, who peacefully left this world on October 31, 2024 at the age of 27. Born on October 2, 1997, in San Jose, California, Tyler radiated joy, love, and resilience from the moment he entered our lives. At the beginning of his life journey, Tyler experienced infantile spasms that profoundly inhibited his neurological growth and developed into a lifelong seizure disorder. His early prognosis did not afford him more than a single handful of years here on this Earth. Despite the challenges and the insult to his development, Tyler surpassed these expectations and lived gracefully within his capabilities emanating joy and love above and through it all.

Again, despite facing many challenges, Tyler loved to experience life and found joy in many things. Music was a central part of his world. He loved all kinds of music and could always find a rhythm to rock back and forth to, no matter the genre. Still, he had a special fondness for the driving beats of Alternative Rock, Country, and Contemporary Christian music. When he was stressed he preferred the flowing melodies of Andean pan flute music or being sung his “abc’s” to decompress. Perhaps his favorite of all was his mom’s piano playing and interactive songs which they sang together during their nightly bedtime routine. All who knew Tyler best will remember that he could almost always be found rocking and “dancing” with an enthusiastic smile beaming from his entire face.

Another of his favorite activities was riding in the car, where he would eagerly watch the world unfold beyond the window. He found joy in watching how people connected, expressed themselves, or went about their daily routines. He watched and absorbed it all, curious to learn about the world around him, and of course listening to music and rocking out in his seat. At stop signs and red lights or while parked, he would bounce the car so that those around would notice and look.

Tyler had a number of food allergies, but that never dampened his love of eating. Despite his dietary restrictions, he delighted in foods like chicken adobo, curry, and almond milk yogurt. He enjoyed special meals carefully cooked by Sheryl and Lorna at Tupaz 5 and Sally at Silver Estates. Above all, however, Tyler loved to drink water. His hearty appetite was more than just about nourishment. It was a source of joy and a way for him to experience and engage with the world.

Despite the challenges of his disability, Tyler remained exuberantly playful and spirited. Whether he was scooting around on the floor or in his wheelchair, he was always excited to explore. He cherished time spent playing on his playmat and interacting with others, finding glee in the company of those around him while also emanating his joy with his own special singing.

He formed meaningful connections with a community of caregivers, teachers, and friends who supported and loved him unconditionally. He thrived in Miss Heather’s class at Gateway School, where he was embraced by a warm and caring environment. He looked forward to his time with Jenny, his bus driver, who made each ride a special experience. He grew particularly fond of his caregivers at Tupaz 5 and enjoyed many movie nights with Adolfo as well as many other fond memories. His time at Greenacres, Spencer Group Home, Tupaz’s 5, Great Endeavors Day Program, and Silver Estates brought him a sense of belonging and connection with the people who cared for him.

Above all, Tyler had a gift for bringing joy to everyone around him. His beaming smile and ability to brighten the hearts of others will be remembered by all who knew him. His presence will be deeply missed, but his legacy of love, laughter and resilience will live on in the hearts of his family, friends, and everyone whose life he touched.

Tyler is survived by his mother Diana Camba (Jimmy Poole); father Michael Stanley; siblings Mikaela Stanley-Camba and Ander (Brayden) Camba; grandparents, Mary Weber, Joseph and Patricia Camba, and Max Stanley; aunts Lorna Houser, Jeanna (Rob) Milton, Tina (John) Parkhurst, and Shanna (Tito) Meza; uncles Loren (Theresa) Zumwalt, Matthew Stanley, Steve (Angela) Stanley, Benjamin Meeker, Jeffrey (Naneen) Weber, and Joe Camba; cousins Benjamin Meeker Jr, Joshua Stanley, Sylver, Jaspyr, Jayd and Myca Milton, Naima and Nathaniel Parkhurst, Miguel Meza, Charlotte Camba, Courtney and Carson Houser.

Tyler’s funeral ceremony will be held in San Jose for all of those whose lives he’s touched and for anyone else who would like to send him off with love from the San Jose area. Tyler’s final resting place will be in Eureka at home close to his family.

In lieu of flowers, the family kindly requests donations to Tyler’s Go Fund Me account to assist with covering funeral expenses and other end-of-life costs. GoFundMe at this link.

Funeral Ceremony:

Monday, November 18 at Oak Hill Funeral Home & Memorial Park
300 Curtner Ave, San Jose, CA 95125
Open visitation: 9 a.m. – 8 p.m.; scheduled service at 4 p.m.

Burial Ceremony:

Saturday, November 23 at Sunset Memorial Park in Eureka
Graveside service: 10 a.m.

Rest in peace, Tyler. You will forever be loved, and your light will continue to shine brightly in our hearts.

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The obituary above was submitted on behalf of Tyler Stanley-Camba’s loved ones. The Lost Coast Outpost runs obituaries of Humboldt County residents at no charge. See guidelines here. Email news@lostcoastoutpost.com.

On November 12, 2024, Lael Marie Theresa Grace Hague Morss passed out of this world.

Lael was born on October 26, 1949, in Santa Clara County to Ira and Viola Hague. At age 18 she met the love of her life and husband-to-be, Steven Morss. Lael and Steve were married on January 1, 1972. Lael attended Humboldt State University and earned degrees in Elementary Education and Dance. She was a teacher at St. Bernard’s, a substitute teacher and tireless volunteer at Agnes Johnson Elementary School, and an early childhood educator at Rainbow Junction Children’s Center. She also served on the site council of South Fortuna Elementary (now Walker Elementary). Lael was a nurturer and a tutor for children’s minds and souls. She was passionate about education, and devoted herself to bettering the lives of countless young people.

Throughout her life Lael was extremely active in the community. She was the co-owner of the J.E. Johnson Store in Weott and a frequent volunteer poll worker. Lael was a creative performing artist — a dancer, singer, puppeteer and poet. She was the founder, director and teacher of “We-ott to Dance”, a dance school in Weott that brought dance education to hundreds of rural children who would otherwise have had no access to such experiences. In addition, she ran the Agnes Johnson Elementary Talent Show for many years, providing rural students with yet another performance opportunity. For many years Lael served as a costume designer and builder with Humboldt Light Opera Company, and built many elaborate and beautiful pieces. Above all, Lael was a source of love and joy for all who knew her. She approached everyone with open arms, always saw the best in people and encouraged others to follow their dreams. Lael believed that anything was possible.

Lael was a devoted daughter, wife, mother, grandmother and great-grandmother. Her boundless love and unwavering devotion uplifted her family. Although Lael was faced with the challenges of many health problems throughout her life, those challenges in no way inhibited her boundless joy, inexhaustible optimism and strength of spirit. Her strength and determination were apparent until the very end of her life in this world.

Lael was the wife of Steven Morss; mother of Jake Morss (and wife Gigi) and Katri Pitts (and husband Larry); grandmother to Shayla, Katelynn, Jacob, Isaac, Rory and Trillium; and great-grandmother to Kingston and Addilynn. She will be greatly missed, and held in our hearts.

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• VOTE COUNT UPDATE! We Are Past the Halfway Mark; Manual Canvass Tally Underway

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About 87 percent of the Humboldt County vote has been counted now, according to the Humboldt County Elections office, and what you thought you knew on Election Night is the same as what you know now.

Eureka City Council incumbents Scott Bauer and Kati Moulton win big, with — currently — about 68 percent and 62 percent of the vote, respectively. The “No on F” vote continues to hover just on the edge of 70 percent. The Arcata City Council incumbents are now almost certainly a lock, with Alex Stillman leading challenger Genevieve Serna — 2,893 votes to 2,410 votes.

Maybe the only close race? Up in Blue Lake, incumbent Adelene Jones currently trails challenger Kat Napier by only one vote. Ahead of them both are Michelle Lewis-Lusso and John Sawatzky. Three seats were open on the Blue Lake City Council, which means we’ll be waiting a while to find out whether the insurgent slate — which includes Lewis-Lusso, Sawatzky and Napier — made a clean sweep of it.

Press release from the Humboldt County Elections Office: 

The Humboldt County Elections Office has released its second post-election results update following Election Day.

The Elections Office has approximately 8,021 unprocessed ballots as of today, Friday, Nov. 15.

• Provisional: 2,004
• Vote-By-Mail: 5,983
• Ballots from Voting Locations: 34

All valid vote-by-mail ballots will be counted regardless of the outcome or closeness of any race if they were postmarked by Tuesday, Nov. 5 and were received by Tuesday, Nov. 12.

The Humboldt County Office of Elections will continue to post the results of the November 5, 2024 General Election every Friday by 5 p.m. leading up to the certification of the election prior to Tuesday, Dec. 3.

For more information on the results of the election, please visit the Elections Results webpage or call 707-445-7481.

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A recent ruling by the Second District Court of Appeal is raising eyebrows among legal experts for its shocking assertion that cannabis is, in fact, illegal in California. Why? Simple: “Because federal law says so.” 

“It is often said that cannabis is legal in California,” the Oct. 29 ruling states. “The statement is not true. Under federal law cannabis is illegal in every state and territory of the United States.”

The shocking determination emerged from a lawsuit – JCCrandall LLC v. County of Santa Barbara – that centers around road access to a permitted 2.5-acre cannabis farm, owned by Kim Hughes, near Lompoc in Santa Barbara County. JCCrandall LLC, a neighboring oat and barley farm, sued the county in 2021 over a Board of Supervisors decision that allowed Hughes to transport cannabis through the Crandall property via a pre-existing easement, according to an article published in the Santa Barbara Independent.

“The Hughes property lies adjacent to the Crandall property with a private access road connecting the two,” the article states. “The road — whose usage terms were laid out in an easement between property owners in 1998 — is the only means of accessing the Hughes property. … When the Board of Supervisors approved Santa Rita’s permit application in 2021, Crandall alleged that not only did this violate the terms of the easement, but it also violated federal law due to the illegality of cannabis at the federal level.”

A three-justice panel of the Second District Court of Appeal, Division Six, agreed with Crandall, adding that the county-issued conditional-use permit “is premised on JCCrandall being forced to allow its property to be used in cannabis transportation.” Not only that, but the scope of the easement “does not include the illegal transport of cannabis.”

“No matter how much California voters and the Legislature might try, cannabis cultivation and transportation are illegal in California as long as it remains illegal under federal law,” the ruling states.

Ettersburg resident Rod Silva came across the appellate court ruling two weeks ago while searching the internet for an attorney to help him sort out an easement dispute with a neighbor. Now, he’s hoping the court’s determination will prevent Humboldt County from approving new permit applications.

“I complained to the Planning Department and I just got the runaround,” Silva told the Outpost. “The final result was, ‘Well, that’s civil litigation between you and your neighbor.’ I’m just really tired of it because I feel like the county has given farms shortcuts, even when they’re out of compliance. … This case opens up a can of worms. I think the county will have to stop permitting farms and maybe eliminate all the [farms] they have already permitted.”

Silva is particularly concerned about a conditional-use permit application for The Hills, LLC, and Shadow Light Ranch, LLC, submitted by Garberville resident Joshua Sweet, who was fined $1.75 million in February for various environmental violations. The permit application appeared on the Humboldt County Planning Commission’s Nov. 7 agenda but it was continued to the commission’s next meeting on Nov. 21 due to time constraints.

Silva submitted a document – linked here – about the “landmark ruling” to the clerk of the Planning Commission, warning that commissioners “cannot approve any [conditional-use permits] for cannabis-related business because ‘cannabis cultivation and transportation are illegal in California as long as it remains illegal under federal law.’”

It remains to be seen what the recent judgment will mean for California’s weed farmers and other cannabis-related businesses.

Reached for additional comment on the matter, Humboldt County spokesperson Catarina Gallardo said, “The opinion in JCCrandall, LLC v. County of Santa Barbara is narrowly focused on the application of a specific provision within the Santa Barbara County Code.”

We also contacted the Department of Cannabis Control (DCC) for comment on the matter and were told that the DCC “does not comment on ongoing legal matters or the deliberations of local planning commissions.”

The County of Santa Barbara has until Dec. 9 to appeal the case to the California Supreme Court, though there is no guarantee that the court will hear the case.

Silva said he contacted one of the attorneys representing JCCrandall LLC to find out if the county was going to appeal. “He told me the odds are against [the county] because the California Supreme Court only hears roughly three percent of the cases submitted to them for appeal,” Silva said.

Reached for additional comment via email, Kelsey Gerckens Buttitta, a communications specialist for Santa Barbara County, told the Outpost that the county will seek review of the recent appellate court decision, but she did not say when the county would submit the appeal.

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DOCUMENT: JCCrandall LLC v. County of Santa Barbara

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Pacific Seafood, the processing and distribution giant based in Clackamas, Ore., has halted all processing activity at its Eureka plant, dramatically scaling back its operations there and laying off an undisclosed number of local employees.

In an emailed statement, the company’s director of communications, Lacy Ogan, said the Eureka facility at 1 Commercial Street is still operating “but in the limited capacity of unloading oysters, crab, and groundfish as well as icing vessels” — i.e., providing flake ice for drag boats, salmon fishermen and other vessels that keep fresh catch onboard.

The seafood getting unloaded here in Eureka is now being shipped north for processing at Pacific Seafood plants in Oregon, Ogan said. The 83-year-old company has nearly 40 locations across the country — from Kodiak, Alaska, to Miami, Fla. — and employs somewhere in the neighborhood of 2,500 people nationwide.

Local fisherman Mike Cunningham, who has been selling his catch to Pacific Seafood for 35 years, said the company has removed much of its processing equipment and shipped it north to plants in Oregon, where it anticipates more abundant crabbing. 

“They are going to continue to buy crabs here, and they have some residual processing capacity,” Cunningham said.

Last month, Pacific Seafood abruptly pulled out of Crescent City Harbor, leaving Del Norte County fishermen without the vital services of its ice plant. Owners of the company blamed “onerous” California Environmental Protection Agency regulations for its decision to move the ice plant to Charleston, Ore., the Del Norte Triplicate reported. 

Ogan, the company spokesperson, told the Outpost that Pacific Seafood’s decision to halt processing here in Eureka was made due to “weak economic conditions coupled with a challenging regulatory environment.” 

She did not respond to a follow-up email asking how many employees are being affected by this consolidation, though she wrote, “All impacted Team Members were given the opportunity to continue with Pacific at another location.”

Dave Bitts, another local fisherman, said Pacific Choice remains the largest single buyer of crab in the Port of Humboldt Bay. 

“Regardless of what we think of the company, we definitely need that buying capacity,” Bitts said. “They’ve been it for a while.”

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While this cutback in operations will negatively impact the local fishing industry, Pacific Seafood is not likely to leave altogether — not anytime soon, anyway. 

Eureka City Manager Miles Slattery told the Outpost that the company signed a five-year lease renewal for city-owned warehouse earlier this year. Monthly lease payments for 1 Commercial street are a little over $13,000, he said.

“They’re still paying us rent and will continue to pay us rent,” Slattery said in a phone interview. 

Typically referred to as Pacific Choice here in Northern California, the company was selected as Eureka’s business of the month in February of 2016. At the time it employed between 100 and 200 people in Eureka, depending on the season. Local fishermen estimate its recent employee count at somewhere near 60, maximum.

Cunningham said that Pacific Seafood ramped up the processing capacity at the Eureka plant a few years ago, production slowed dramatically last year.

“They really scaled back this summer,” Cunningham said. “They normally process drag fish here, but the market was really poor.”

Slattery heard the same thing. “I do know [Pacific Seafood] stopped purchasing bottom fish [and] other products a couple months ago, forcing our fishermen to go find other buyers,” he said. 

The local drag fleet converted to fishing for shrimp, according to Cunningham, who compared the movement of equipment and boats to strategic chess moves. And he acknowledged that California has some unique market disadvantages. 

“The manager told me what their PG&E bill [costs] a month to run that plant even in low production mode,” he said, adding that the number was “pretty staggering.”

One local employee posted to Facebook after receiving his layoff notice. He said his last day on the job will be his birthday, Dec. 2.

Press release from the Humboldt County Human Rights Commission:

The Humboldt County Human Rights Commission (HCHRC) feels the time is right to issue a reminder that Humboldt County is a Sanctuary County. As a county Commission charged with advising the Board of Supervisors and others of the need to protect the rights of all residents of our county, the HCHRC takes this role seriously.

With the recent election results we are reminded of promises made to engage in mass deportations and other actions against immigrants. Our goal is to assure that residents with legal rights are protected from unlawful and inhuman actions. The HCHRC is charged to identify discrimination throughout our county, and to recommend to the Board of Supervisors possible ways to address such problems.

As chair, I will place this issue on the agenda of our next meeting, December 5, 2024 (hybrid, including zoom access) .at 5:30pm. Members of the public are invited to attend and comment on any agenda item. It is an obligation of all members of our society to demand that ignorant and unlawful actions be rejected for the good of all members of our community. The Commission also operates a phone message line for any questions, comments, or suggestions—(707-268-2548). A commissioner will return your call only if you leave your phone number.

Respectfully submitted,

Jim Glover, Chair
Humboldt County Human Rights Commission