Oxnard is a complicated person. Those that know him say so complicated that he remains confused most of the time. ‘The consummate individual dichotomy’, ‘a supreme mental enigma ’and ‘just another nut-case’ are explanations and descriptions made of him. To be sure, if you meet him you’ll either be stupefied by his grasp of the useless or annoyed by his just being in your presence. In any event, you will have joined the rarified ranks of those few that can claim to have had an ‘Oxnard Non-experience’. Congratulate yourself and hope it never happens again.
Oxnard was a cosmopolitan Ferrell child. His parents were eager to be identified as Hippies but just couldn’t find a Hippie-like niche they could blend in with. Instead of living in the typical Hippie VW mini-bus they lived in what they had, a ’58 BMW.

Needless to say space was at a premium.