In 1939 my 17 year old mother took a train out to San Francisco from Grand Forks North Dakota, and spent that summer there. She left behind some vintage photographs of the City back then. She fell in love with San Francisco, and came back to the area to live after marrying and starting a family. She died in 2006, (Damn! Didn’t get to see her Giants that she loved so much, win three World Series!) and, although I was born in North Dakota as well, my love of San Francisco was, undoubtedly, inherited from her. Here are some of the pictures she kept from that summer. My mom (on the right) is with her cousin Frances, who she stayed with, at the old De Young Museum in Golden Gate Park. The new museum opened here in 2005. The link below will allow you to see all of the posts for The Summer of 1939.