San Ysidro Labrador was a poor Spanish farmer, a 12th century laborer who worked on other men's lands to support his family. In 1622 San Ysidro was named a saint, and his devotion in México spread far and wide among men and women of the soil who, over time, also spread far and wide. Here in California these men and women of the soil - los hijos de San Ysidro - are glimpsed along our highways, stooping in the sun to pick lettuce and strawberries. For hours they lift berries from bushes like tiny precious infants, and bear bushels of peaches like an endless series of burdens imposed by some inexplicable curse. These sons and daughters of San Ysidro are visible not only from speeding cars on the Golden State Freeway: they also fill crowded apartments in LA's Pico-Union district, East Hollywood, and the San Fernando Valley. And here on San Ysidro Drive in Bel-Air, as in so many areas of prosperous Los Angeles, they tend our picturesque gardens, bringing the land to abundant life, continuing the work of San Ysidro Labrador.