04-20-2017, 02:35 PM
As kids we could walk to Kezar, a foggy trek to the big neighborhood stadium, clutching our Christopher Milk free tickets. It sat on the edge of GGP, the edge of the Haight and the edge of the Sunset (now called Inner Sunset). From the east EZ we could lob dirt clods and green hot dogs on top of Crazy Legs and Harlon Hill. They finally built a chicken wire fence over the tunnel entrance so we couldn't hit them with soda bottles. It didn't stop us from yelling, "St Clair, you stink," At Seals Stadium on a free bleacher Saturday afternoon we could hang on the short fence in RF and every so often Ted Beard or Al Lyons would come over and talk to us between innings.
There are still a few old things still going strong in The City. You can still get an ice cream soda at St. Francis Creamery on 24th. You can still wait in line at Mitchell's in St. Mary's Park, and you can still play nine at the beautiful course at the end of GGP. Joe's of Westlake is still there and going strong with new owners the Duggan's, and you can still have a couple of beers and a plate of pasta across from where Seal's stood at the Double Play. Park Rec hardball is gone, you can't spend hours in the Fun House, you can't swim in the world's largest pool and you can't accompany your mom to Townsend's, the Crystal Palace or Blum's. No Sutro, no Red Roof, no 622 Green Street, no Capp's Corner but you can still watch a HS hoops game at Kezar Pavillon on the same floor Bill Russell played on, you can still roll down 31st Avenue if you saved your Flexi and you can still sit on the same bench on Sunset Blvd. where you had your first real kiss.
It was a great time to be alive and a great City to be alive in.
There are still a few old things still going strong in The City. You can still get an ice cream soda at St. Francis Creamery on 24th. You can still wait in line at Mitchell's in St. Mary's Park, and you can still play nine at the beautiful course at the end of GGP. Joe's of Westlake is still there and going strong with new owners the Duggan's, and you can still have a couple of beers and a plate of pasta across from where Seal's stood at the Double Play. Park Rec hardball is gone, you can't spend hours in the Fun House, you can't swim in the world's largest pool and you can't accompany your mom to Townsend's, the Crystal Palace or Blum's. No Sutro, no Red Roof, no 622 Green Street, no Capp's Corner but you can still watch a HS hoops game at Kezar Pavillon on the same floor Bill Russell played on, you can still roll down 31st Avenue if you saved your Flexi and you can still sit on the same bench on Sunset Blvd. where you had your first real kiss.
It was a great time to be alive and a great City to be alive in.