1977, I went to San Francisco to visit my Aunty Teresa. She took me to
Lombard Street and told me that it was the crookiest road in the world. I lamented I didn't have a photo.
My brother Henry sent me this pix taken when he was in San Francisco.
left my heart behind in San Francisco for the Giant crab bought at the
Fisherman wharf, the big strawberries in my aunty's garden and the
artichokes at the market