Yup. When he was born, San Francisco was a Republican city full of normal families. Now it’s got the politics of a Communist gulag (North Korea) and its social culture is Sodom & Gomorrah. RIP.
I remember a little of Sane Francisco; I was there in the Sixties. There and in Marin. The crazies were in enclaves. Marin was full of old-school Italian families, it was quiet, friendly and much closer to affordable. When I was about ten, the only risk in walking or bicycling for extended distances was...getting really tired. In SF, I used to walk a couple of blocks to kindergarten, first and the beginning of second grade. I’d go walk around down on Balboa by myself. We knew all the shopkeeps, so I had my own little social venue.
Even then, my grandfather used to caution me to ‘be careful; these are dangerous times”.
I wonder how it was in *his* time.