by Garth MeyerBoots rustling the cheatgrass, 30-odd-sixes in hand, Bill Brand and Nils Nehrenheim patrolled the fences. Up a slope, inside a cabin, Jim Light clanked away on a typewriter writing a ballot measure.If today’s Redondo Beach was an old Western playing at the former Fox Redondo Theatre, the story may have looked like this.The “cabin” the three figures were protecting was the city’s waterfront. The place Brand had seen as a kid and marveled that he got to live here.






