I remember in 1993. My family came and visited relatives here in Oregon. We were from California at that time and owned a Jeep Wagoneer. It had the wood panels on the side.
When we drove into Portland, there was this pickup truck with some young dudes in it. I don't really remember 100% what they were yelling at us about, including the fact we had California license plates (honestly it was probably something racist as well, I'll ask my Mom when she gets back from her vacation). The driver hocked a loogie and it hit my rear passenger window that I was looking at them through, then the loogie slid down the window and got stuck on the wood panel, which I later had the pleasure/chore to clean off when we were back in California.
We moved up here a few years later cause a house that was on our block, got shot up pretty bad and some of the family living in it died from the shooting (teenagers and one baby).
We had a successful donut shop, (that survived the LA Riots) and was about to open three more with other family members, but my Mom and Dad packed up and packed us up and came to Oregon to work in manufacturing until those manufacturing jobs moved to the Philippines, then opened a restaurant.
Now when I see out of state license plates in Oregon, I think about the job market and how like in a South Park episode about goobacks "they toooook er jerrbbs!" and relative to now, "they took our neighborhoods and houses!!"