RON HENGGELER

December 21, 2009
Little shades of the Big Rock Candy Mountain

SAN FRANCISCO in the years before the 1906 fire provided a sort of Big Rock Candy Mountain for the entire American people. . .
Good Americans when they died might, in the terms of the epigram, go to Paris. While they where alive they wanted to go to California.
Oceans of champagne, silk hats and frock coats, blooded horses, and houses on Nob Hill, these were the rewards that came to the industrious, the far sighted, or the merely fortunate. What better scheme of things, at least on this side of the river, could any man ask? Lucius Beebe

The first photo is of Francisco’s feet (my hairless wonder-cat). The remaining photos are taken at the home of my friend and neighbor, Joe Pecora.
Every year, he turns his entire three-story Victorian home into a enchanting wonderland-display of 19th century Christmas ornaments that he’s spent a lifetime collecting.

 

Newsletters Index: 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007, 2006

Photography Index  | Graphics Index | History Index

Home | Gallery | About Me | Links | Contact

© 2015 All rights reserved
The images are not in the public domain. They are the sole property of the artist and may not be reproduced on the Internet, sold, altered, enhanced, modified by artificial, digital or computer imaging or in any other form without the express written permission of the artist. Non-watermarked copies of photographs on this site can be purchased by contacting Ron.