It’s hard to say something when you don’t have much to talk about. The last few weeks have been pretty uneventful or maybe I am just not paying enough attention. Oh there was one tiny, slightly interesting thing. Maybe.
I jerk up the parking break on Washington Street, right near the Oakland Police Department and look through the passenger window. There it is, a book called “San Francisco: A City for all Seasons” with an introduction by Steve Young sitting in the front window.
I remember the phone call. Elise Hochstadt said I should submit photos for a book project on San Francisco. I was excited and nervous at the same time In the end I managed to get an image in the book. I never got paid from the publishing company and I gave up trying. I somehow managed to squeeze a copy of the book out of them and now there is another copy for sale in this used book store.