I learned young that it was impolite to point when a naked man passed by, groceries in hand. My grandmother’s favorite insult was to call someone dull. The Beats came, then the hippies the moxie and hubris of the place remained. The little city, prone to earthquakes and fires, kept growing. The gold dried up but too many young men with outlandish dreams remained.
That’s about when my ancestors came-my German great-great-great-grandfather worked at a butcher shop on Jackson Street. S an Francisco was conquered by the United States in 1846, and two years later, the Americans discovered gold.
