Oakland began with a marshy waterfront; sure it was full of fish and oysters, but you couldn’t do big-time commerce there to match the transcontinental railroad depot. So the marshes were filled and the shore extended into deeper water and passages dredged until Oakland had a splendid harbor, and it still does today. Thankfully, we’ve even had the drive and funding to recreate a small example of a working shoreline here at the new Middle Harbor Shoreline Park . . . we hope. If this kind of work is done with a geomorphologist’s guidance, there’s a chance that it could age gracefully instead of sinking or slumping or washing away. With that hope, I dub this piece of land Middle Harbor Point.