My mom would have been one hundred years old today. She got to San Francisco long before I did. (Thumbnail images)
My mom, on the left with her cousin Frances, at the house at Anza and 24th Avenue, when she came out by train when from Grand forks, North Dakota:
Fisherman’s Wharf, where Joe DiMaggio’s Restaurant on Jefferson Street used to be:
Mom, on the right, at the old De Young Museum in Golden Gate Park:
At the old Sloat Blvd. entrance to the San Francisco Zoo, then known as Fleishhacker Zoo:
The Cliff House and Ocean Beach:
How awesome that you can find these locations. Your mother is about the same generation as my grandparents. There is not much left of what they knew in the Santa Clara Valley.