Some, possessed with the spirit of humor, displayed it like Nero fiddling over the ruins. One refugee in Jefferson Park had his tent labeled: “Well Shook,” and the next one to it was “Shook Well.” A curb-stone kitchen had the sign “The Outside Inn,” and it looked it. A piano wagon bore these words: “Played by many; the last time by a fireman.” “We moved because the elevator stopped running,” was a notice placed on a pile of bricks. “Earthquake Shakes” was the sign above a street stand. “Quakers and Shakers Welcome” was displayed over the door of a restaurant instead of before a gospel meeting room.
Posts related to San Francisco, usually trips to the city I have taken, pictures, maps, history.
1887 Gallatin Steffens: Letter noting the sale from Gallatin to Joseph Steffens, E ½ of Lot 5 between I and J streets and 18 and 19 streets. Gallatin sold his Victorian mansion to Steffens that later became the California Governor’s Mansion.
On the third floor of the University Club of San Francisco was a gathering of complete strangers. The common element among the participants was that many of young adults would soon be leaving to begin their freshmen year at Williams College. The remaining guests in the collegiate wood paneled room on top of Nob Hill […]
Blue Shield of California announced that they were adding University of California Medical Centers and Physician Groups as preferred providers for their individual and family, small group, and large employer health plan networks. Shortly after the initial announcement the UC hospitals and doctors were in-network; Blue Shield released another announcement to clarify that not all […]
The time spent hiking up to the Sutro Tower was far better spent than the energy wasted on the Hockney exhibit. On any day I’m in the City I tell myself I want to climb the hill the three legged TV antenna rests upon. With a trip to the De Young museum to see a David Hockney exhibition, the weather, time and energy level to hike up a hill all aligned for us to find a way to climb up to the Sutro Tower.
These are pictures I took of life as we walked from the Bart Embarcadero station to Fort Point under the Golden Gate Bridge.
My parents made many decisions for me that I did not agree with. Most of those decisions were reversible, but not circumcision. How many body parts do we have that are extraneous and don’t serve some sort of purpose. OK, nipples on men don’t make much sense.