Thanks for the tip, Henri. I haven't seen anything from Kevin Starr since he used to write for the Examiner. I'll have to check Kepler's out. As you know, I'm sure, Fremont is not the cultural center of the universe, although there are some really good Afghan restaurants there.
Side comment. When I was in grade school in Fremont in the 60's, the town was 99% white. Plumbers, electricians and GM workers were pretty much the population. My parents crappy subdivision even had covenants against non-white homeowners that the realtors tacitly enforced until the early 70's. All the Mexicanos lived in Union City or Milpitas and Indian subcontinent Hindus or Sikhs were unheard of. We had two black families in my Junior High School. That's it.
Fast forward a few years. Fremont is now a polyglot of ethnicity. There are a few long term residents like my parents, but most of the residents now are Asian, Hindu or middle eastern. Still no black people to speak of, they tend to live in the north or west bay. I'd say that Fremont is now 20% white and the town is CROWDED. It's funny. There's still nothing to do there, even with all that diversity. We could start the evils of development debate, but that's the subject of another thread.
It's ironic that I'm spending time there now. I hated Fremont while growing up. My high school (Irvington) looked like a minimum security prison, classrooms with no windows. I never understood why my parents lived there all these years. They were both from San Jose, which even in the 70's was a far cooler place. I used to love going to San Jose to visit the grandparents back in the day. My Dad's parents lived off West San Carlos in San Jose which was used car lot central. I saw many a 58 Ford or Edsel for 200 bucks. I'd spend all day looking at cars. Didn't have that in Fremont. Everything HAD to be new.