A horse and carriage at the Pier 39 (a very touristy spot) and, of course, the famous streetcars. I believe that my father, when he came to San Francisco back in 1966 1961 [thanks, Mom] on his choir tour (they even cut a record then), rode on the streetcar, of course.
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Yesterday I mentioned sewer systems as an indispensable part of urban infrastructure, and today I want to focus on the more visible issue of transportation.
Today on Quotes of the Day:
Okay, normally I would write this story (Christian Scientists Prepare to Battle Bird Flu With Prayer) off as just some wacky religious folks going about their business. Not my cup o' tea, but to each their own, I guess.
They are not streetcars, they are cable cars! (grin)
Correction. Your dad visited San Francisco in the year your brother was born, not in 1966 when you were born. Have your facts straight. Greetings to Professor Steve Steve.
Mother
Hey! That's my mother with a comment! I am so proud!
As to the date, it must be that my memory is quite hazy about those events of so long ago, before I was even born. I stand corrected.
Wow - if he was here in 1961, he could not have taken a trip to Alcatraz at that time...except in shackles! It was still a prison at the time.
It is good to have a mother. Isn't it?
Absolutely! I'll call once I get back to Chapel Hill - it is impossible from here.