Editor’s note: This is part of our “My LA” series — a look at how changing demographics are shifting culture in LA’s historic neighborhoods and communities — told by the people from those communities.
My family’s roots in downtown Los Angeles go back to the late 1930s. My grandfather Jesús, who everyone called “Jack,” immigrated from Zináparo, Michoacán just before the Great Depression.
He worked the parking lots at the unemployment office, saving enough to open a small grocery store in 1941. In 1959, that store became our restaurant, La Luz del Día…