Sandmn2051's blog: "A Story of the City"

I try not to remember the past The City the good times the bad the mistakes but it is hard late at night the thoughts the memories creep back in.

I still remember the First day I arrived in San Francisco that Feb morning in 1977 I dont really remember the bus ride to get ther but I do remember the City. Getting off the bus and standing in the new city with just my backpack and the 700 dollars to start my new life. The air was crisp and dry the city seemed so strange to me then. I had come across the country to begin anew to excape the drab cold world I had left behind to meet up with a dear friend who had made the journey months earilier to find her sexual freedom. I was coming to find her as much as to start a new adventure the trouble the two of us casused back east was legend but she had journeyed to seek her freedom and she had beckoned me to come to the Promised Land of San Francisco. Trully I was sure this was the land of oppurtunity where I was sure a man could be anything. I was going to be a writer yes there I could write I was sure and my friend Fox had paved the way for me. Find her and from her safe haven I could start anew why with my 700 dollars the sky was the limit yes indeedy I could be anything I wanted.

So after basking in the thoughts of my glorious future, I proceeded to figure out the public transportation to find a bus to take me to my friends house. All I knew was she lived in the Castro district off Church Street I found the bus I needed and headed to her house. I finally arrived close to the address she had given me and got off the bus and started to walk up the street I was amazed how different it was from the snow the blizzard I had left behind in Richmond Va. trading the cold winter skies for the California sunshine. After walking a few blocks I came upon the address she had given me. The house was and old 4 story Victorian and was not like any house I had seen back east. There was a metal gate at the front and a buzzer with her name next to it. I pressed the button and heard a voice ask who was there I gave my name and heard a loud Buzz and a click as the gated door opened for me and after passing thru closing the gate behind me I heard a loud Clang as the door slammed shut. No nothing like this in Richmond there was a staircase before me now I could hear my friend calling to me a couple of floors up so I climbed the stairs passing other's doors as I climbed. Finally reacing the flat that my friend shared with two other woman quickly quietly she guided me to her room.

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