I live in an area at the north east end of Los Angeles. Centuries ago, a monk at a nearby monastery noticed that the soil and climate were the same as his native Spain where his family grew olives. He imported olive seedlings, and within a few decades the area boasted the largest olive orchard in the world. It was said that it looked like a "sea of trees." Today, this area no longer has those olive trees, but it is named with a Spanish word meaning Sea of Trees. This is a very religious area with many Roman Catholics. There's a nearby graveyard where people often have picnics at the graves of their late relatives, a practice which seems to be popular in some Latino religious