RON HENGGELER |
In the seagull's scream, chuck-chuck of ferryboat paddles, naughty giggles in upstairs rooms at the St. Germaine and Blanco’s and slap of cable on what Gelett Burgess called “The Hyde Street Grip”--in these things and more, the magic seems to have endured long after ‘06. Herb Caen
You wouldn’t think that such a place as San Francisco could exist. The wonderful sunlight there, the hills, the great bridges, the Pacific at your shoes. The lobsters clams and crabs. Oh, Cat, what food for you. Every kind of seafood there is. Dylan Thomas, in a letter to his wife Caitlin
The air has an indefinable softness and sweetness—a tonic quality that braces the nerves to a joyous tension, making the very sense of existence a delight. Scribners Monthly
Best wishes from Ron in San Francisco
San Francisco. . .the view from my window |
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