Could this be an analogy for my life?
The utility poles could easily be as old as I am. This is the site of the Southern Pacific Train Depot that stood at this corner when I moved to San Francisco - 39 years ago. Old and of Spanish architecture - it was torn downs shortly after my arrival.
In 1970 - a San Francisco bus ride was 10 cents. A dime would also buy the morning newspaper. A cab ride started at 60 cents. Many a bar along Market Street advertised 'A beer and a shot - $1. !' - In 1971 I was renting a large one bedroom apartment on Telegraph Hill for $135 a month.
The modern form at left is the entrance to the Caltrain Station that replaced the old station. Rather than romantic trains - bearing movie stars coming up from Hollywood to San Francisco for a wild weekend - the present station receives morning commuters - slogging their way to daytime jobs - and little more.
The way is being cleared towards the day when so-called bullet trains will provide service from Los Angeles to downtown San Francisco. Will I live to see that day. I certainly hope so but who ever knows? I love trains and would love to experience the high speed rail service. Meanwhile -
I stand here and watch the sunset and realize that I've seen quite a lot in this life. I am grateful...
...and hope to see you all here tomorrow.
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