My nonfiction reading year rolls on. As the year enters its second trimester, I have noticed a tendency to stay in my comfort zone- biographies/memoirs, sports, American history. Slowly, I am trying to branch out, but I am always finding historical events that I had no knowledge of just waiting to be uncovered. The King and Queen Of Malibu is one of those snippets and I picked this up from my library based on the title. Who wouldn’t want to read about a couple dubbed as royalty of one of the glitziest beaches in the United States? Yet, I was in for a surprise as David K. Randall writes about an ambitious yet stubborn couple whose actions lead to the formation of the iconic Pacific Coast Highway. While not the lifestyles of the rich and famous, the jacket description was enough to make me read on.
Frederick Hastings Rindge, born in 1863 and later a college classmate of Theodore Roosevelt, was the soul heir of the Rindge Brahmins of Boston. All of his siblings succumbed to either childhood diabetes or a genetic heart condition generations before medicine had discovered treatment or a cure for either. Rindge ailed from the same conditions yet through his own and his parents perseverance managed to reach adulthood. Inheriting a fortune worth hundreds of millions of dollars today, Rindge was both determined to make his body much like his famous classmate and was persistent in making a name for himself separate from his wealthy father. Traveling south than west as a young man determined to beat back disease from his body, Frederick Rindge eventually arrived in California, which in the 1880s was still sparsely populated and known as the land of opportunity. With his new wife May, the Rindges decided on underdeveloped Los Angeles, dubbed the city of dreams, and Frederick Rindge was determined to become the leader of this fledgling city.
Upon the Rindge’s arrival in 1887, Los Angeles was still a sleepy village. Electricity, automobiles, and the glitz and glamor of Hollywood movie stars would not arrive until decades later. Yet, Frederick Rindge had a vision and the money to transform this southwest paradise into a sprawling metropolis. Reaching out to the most influential people of the city, Rindge set up law offices, insurance companies, and constructed his Rindge Building in the downtown area. He then saw potential and constructed a mansion for his growing family in a neighborhood he dubbed as West Adams, listing the editor of the newspaper and railroad men as neighbors. Rindge, however, had beat disease by living in the fresh air. His vision for Los Angeles rivaled New York City, and Rindge desired a country home for his family, away from the hustle and bustle and demands of the city. Rindge would find such a place in Malibu, an outpost that in the 1880s was only reachable by rowboat or horseback. Purchasing a ranch, Rindge constructed a seaside mansion for his family in Malibu and established the getaway he had been looking for.
Randall writes of Frederick Rindge as a man of vision and May as a stubborn lady stuck in the past. Frederick Rindge could see the potential in Malibu as far back as the 1890s. His parents owned a seaside home in Marblehead, Massachusetts, and Americans pined for beach front properties and vacations from the time that society transitioned from rural to urban and holding down a 40 hour work week. The beach made for a irresistible getaway for working families. By the 1890s, Santa Monica was incorporated and Santa Barbara up the coast already had a reputation as a getaway for the rich; however, there was no railroad or transportation linking Santa Barbara to Los Angeles, a growing metropolis urging migrants to come and escape the winter seasons of the north. New residents poured into Los Angeles, and May Rindge was determined to keep Malibu unsullied for herself. With the advent of early automobiles in the early 1900s, however, the urge for motorists to drive to the beach and set up cottages became irresistible. May Rindge was in for the long haul.
Frederick Rindge succumbed to diabetes in 1915 at age forty eight, leaving behind a fortune in the hundreds of millions. May Rindge took over the family fortune and business interests during an era when the vast majority of women were content as housewives. Not May Rindge. It is in these latter chapters that Randall attempts to insert too much history into a small portion of text, which made these sections a laundry list of events rather than a micro history. Rindge engaged in a series of legal battles culminating in a 1923 Supreme Court case that opened Malibu to all citizens due to public domain. Rather than focusing on this case and the subsequent ramifications, Randall gives few details about the proceedings leading to the case and then spends only a chapter describing how Malibu changed over the last twenty five years of May Rindge’s life. He goes on to contrast Frederick’s potential vision of a modern Malibu with May’s insistence that the beach town remain stuck in the past. Neither vision came to pass with Malibu going to the public as a haven for movie stars and other wealthy celebrities. With all of this information crammed into the last third of the book, however, a book with a title filled with potential ended up falling short of expectations.
Frederick and May Rindge were pioneers of modern Los Angeles yet today little remains of their fortune or descendants. I have driven on the Pacific Coast Highway once on a family vacation to California thirty years ago. Even as a ten year old, these memories stand out because the scenery was breathtaking. David Randall was able to interview remaining members of the Rindge family as part of his research for this book. I did find their story captivating as I knew little of Los Angeles before it became the metropolis it is today. Yet, by inserting too many anecdotes into a short book, Randall downgraded a book that had the potential to be a top micro-history book of its publishing year.
3+ stars