Free Preview: Playmate of the Month March 1994 - Neriah Davis
"My parents raised me on a commune in Angels Camp, in the Sierras," says 21-year-old Neriah Davis, who is turning heads on the shaded terrace of a Sunset Boulevard restaurant. As we chat, November leaves drift onto our table, and mother nature provides an eerie counterpoint - we're being dusted by ash from wildfires raging in Topanga Canyon. <br><br> Neriah's early life in the central Sierra Nevada gold-mining town of Angels Camp was bucolic but raw. "We didn't have electricity. We didn't have a TV. When we wanted to take a bath, we had to heat the water and pour it into the bathtub. My parents grew all their own food. It was like "Little House on the Prairie." I love that that's the way I grew up." <br><br> The commune was a former kayaking school called the Confluence. When Neriah, her parents and her three siblings moved there in the mid-Seventies, they fought efforts to dam the Stanislaus River. "My dad was one of the main protesters. When I was seven or eight, just a little kid, he would get us up early in the morning and dress us as trees and rocks, and we'd all stand in the middle of the road holding signs and chanting, 'Don't dam the river!'" In recent years, Neriah's father, who is part Cherokee, has been organizing support for members of the Hopi Nation who are engaged in a land-rights struggle at Big Mountain in Arizona. Neriah coordinated part of a Thanksgiving relief caravan that joined him there. <br><br> She came to Los Angeles with her try-anything-once...
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