The year was 1912. San Diego, still young and blooming, smelled of salt air and orange blossoms. Streetcars rattled down Adams Avenue, their bells chiming like wind chimes in the ocean breeze, while horse-drawn buggies shared the roads with the first sputtering automobiles. In the heart of North Park, on a quiet, sun-dappled lane called Utah Street, a new home took shape—a proud Sears Craftsman bungalow...