Pío Pico
Pío de Jesús Pico (May 5, 1801 – September 11, 1894) was the last governor of Alta California (now the State of California) under Mexican rule.
Early years
Pico was a first-generation Californio, born in Alta California to parents who emigrated from the part of New Spain that is now Mexico. He was born at the Mission San Gabriel Arcángel to José María Pico and his wife María Eustaquia Gutiérrez, with the aid of midwife Eulalia Pérez de Guillén Mariné. His paternal grandmother, María Jacinta de la Bastida, was listed in the 1790 census as mulata, meaning mixed race with African ancestry. His paternal grandfather, Santiago de la Cruz Pico, was described as a Mestizo (Native American-Spanish) in the same census. Santiago de la Cruz Pico was one of the soldiers who accompanied Juan Bautista de Anza on the expedition that left Tubac, Arizona for California in 1775 to explore the region and colonize it. Pio Pico was thus of Spanish, African and Native American ancestry.
Marriage and family
Podcasts:
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by Rodney Carrington
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by Alpha Blondy
Baby Back
by: Rodney CarringtonDarling when we met
You were a pretty little thing
But your body started changing
When I gave you that ring
You’re supersizing, no exercising
Goodbye working out
A double meat with cheese, another helping please
Baby that’s what you’re all about
I pick you up in my pickup truck
But you had to ride in the back
I stopped off at the Sonic Burger
You ate everything in my sack
Darling please, won’t you please think of me
I’d love to have my baby back (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
Six months have passed and you’ve gained 50 pounds
And I confess you got a real big rack
But the bad part is when I give you a hug
You got a two more on your back
You’re supersizing, no exercising
Goodbye working out
A double meat with cheese, another helping please
Baby that’s what you’re all about
I played football with the boys last night
And you were all time quarterback
But none of us could ever tackle you
Cause you’re built like a lumberjack
Darling please, won’t you please think of me
I’d love to have my baby back (baby back)
Put down the ribs (baby back)
My baby back (baby back)
And baby come back to me yeah