America’s Last Emperor: The Crazy Story of Joshua Norton
It was a cold winter day in January 1880. Escorted, as always, by his dogs Bummer and Lazarus, Joshua Norton was having his daily walk in the streets of San Francisco, wearing his military suite decorated with medals, a large sword on his belt, and a peacock feathers hat on his head. Upon reaching the corner of Dupont and California, after saluting back a few fans who greeted him – he dropped dead right there on the sidewalk. California, the golden state, was grief stricken. “The king is dead!” the headline of the San Francisco Chronicle declared, while the competing[]