The Life in My Years

An anthology of life

Featured image: San Francisco’s famous Painted Ladies as seen from Alamo Square.  It’s not a difficult thing to find colorful buildings in the San Francisco Bay Area. A drive down Highway 80 from home brings me to Oakland’s Chinatown where the buildings are alive with murals.  Below the mural on a city owned building is …

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This week’s challenge from Cee is Anything to do With Trains and Railroads. While I had a few images in my archives I decided to do some trainspotting to come up with a few more. In nearby Martinez, California there’s a display of a steam locomotive and a short string of cars . Above and …

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Washington Square Park is the centerpiece of San Francisco’s North Beach and it represents my earliest memory of San Francisco’s Little Italy. October, 1964, I’m on the cusp of my 12th birthday and President Lyndon Baines Johnson is appealing to San Francisco’s grass roots. It’s less than one month until the presidential election and I’m …

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All that these men and women wanted was to live normal lives, be ordinary people, have families and not end up immortalized on sheets of plywood because they died for our sin.

For days following the killing of George Floyd, the city of Oakland was in flames, if not literally then figuratively. Peaceful protests turned into confrontation which turned into violence leaving the city littered with tear gas canisters, rubber bullets and broken glass. As calm returned and peaceful protest prevailed, the city took a moment, a …

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Taking a breath of viral free air to offer something pleasing and to try to relieve some of the angst if only for a few moments.  The San Francisco Bay Area is rich in street art; some of it sanctioned and some not. Below is a small sampling of images of a few of the …

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On a winter night in the 1970’s, Ross Alley was a dark, dank place pocked with ruts and potholes filled with rainwater that reflected the few dim lights in its close confines. Here the bustle of Chinatown was muted

My San Francisco is a series of posts that describe my own personal relationship with The City.  My San Francisco posts might be photo essays or life stories or commentaries or a combination of some or all three.  They might not always be flattering but they all have one thing in common; they are my …

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