“Pick a street, any street. Okay, Geary Street, not Geary Boulevard.” (For Florence)

  

I’m amazed looking over past posts I have done at how many times I have referred to the portion of Geary that runs from Market Street to Van Ness Avenue as Geary Blvd. when it’s actually Geary Street. Also, I wasn’t clear on which came first, Geary Blvd. or Geary St. However, this old 1932 map of San Francisco from wikimedia.org shows that it was originally called Geary Street all the way from Market Street to Sutro Heights. I’ve included the link. I’ll have to do some research to find out when the western portion of the street/boulevard was changed to Geary Boulevard….. Just did, AI says it was in the 1970s; I thought it was earlier. I took a walk along part of Geary Street yesterday to update some vintage pictures from the internet. (Thumbnail images)

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/99/1932_Candrain_Map_of_San_Francisco%2C_California_-_Geographicus_-_SanFrancisco-candrian-1932.jpg

  

Geary Street at Market in 1945: Lotta’s Fountain was in a different spot then; it’s, reportedly, in it’s original spot now. By the way, Lotta’s Fountain’s 150th birthday is being celebrated this year. An addition to the Gothic Mutual Savings Bank Building is where the ‘The Stag’, whatever that was, used to be.

  

Looking down Geary toward the Palace Hotel from Grant Avenue; I think the vintage photo is from 1910: The building on the right is still named the Magnin Building.

  

People in the crosswalk at Geary and Stockton Streets in 1957. Ticket that grid-locker! I wasn’t sure which Stockton, Geary crosswalk this was in the vintage picture from the San Francisco Library Archives, at first. It couldn’t have been looking toward Union Square, I Magnin, or the City of Paris Department Store, but the Savings building in the background looked out of place at this intersection. (See next photoset)

  

So, I looked around for any vintage picture that would verify if the vintage picture in the previous set was labeled correctly. My “go to group” from opensfhistory.org came through with this picture from 1965; the crosswalk in the previous photoset was definitely the one that ran from the City of Paris to the Guaranty Savings Building.

  

What a great vintage picture this is of a streetcar passing Powell Street from Geary, heading east, in 1942! The St. Francis Hotel is in the background. I couldn’t get a photo with a streetcar entering the intersection, but I’ll settle for a cable car. (San Francisco Library Archives)

  

Now, we come to my dedication. Dedicating a post to a ghost might seem macabre, but I always felt sorry for Florence Cushing, the young girl who jumped to her death from the top floor of the Union Square Plaza Hotel in 1911, then called the Paisley Hotel, and reportedly still haunts the building. “(She) can check out any time (she likes), but (she) can never leave.” Here’s one of the links with a part of her story. Also in the 1971 picture from the San Francisco Library Archives is the unfinished Westin Tower of the St. Francis Hotel.

https://thehauntghosttours.com/blog/union-square-hotel-haunted-sf/

     

Mason Street was as far as I got yesterday; I wanted to explore Geary Street all the way to Van Ness Avenue where the twain of east Geary Street meets west Geary Boulevard, but “alas, alack, and Alaska” I’ve had an arthritis flare-up in my toe all month that’s been cutting into my “pounding the pavement” time. This vintage picture is looking east along Geary Street in 1913. The peak of the tall Whittell/Grace Building in the left background is painted white now, so sometimes it appears invisible in some of my pictures. The Hotel Stewart on the right is now the Handlery Hotel. (UC Berkeley Library Archives)

“If they asked me, I could write a book.”

“About the way you walk and whisper and look.”

In 1957, Hollywood took over Telegraph Hill for awhile to film scenes for the movie ‘Pal Joey’, starring Frank Sinatra, Rita Hayworth and Kim Novak. Herb Caen devoted one of his columns to the filming that was reprinted in his 1960 book ‘Only in San Francisco’. Here are some of his comments in brackets from that column, titled ‘Stars on Telegraph Hill’ (great title for a chapter) plus some then and nows I’ve enjoyed doing on ‘Pal Joey’.  (Thumbnail images)

{I scaled Telegraph Hill Thursday afternoon to see how they make movies, and I must say it was all pretty impressive. Frank Sinatra showed up a little late, the wind blew Rita Hayworth’s hair every which way, and they had to put up a rope to hold back the gawkers, but even so, a few seconds of an epic called Pal Joey was shot and the movie makers considered it a day well spent. Along with about $15,000.}

{Around the circle in front of Coit Tower, all was magnificent confusion. When Hollywood takes over, man how it takes over. There were wardrobe trucks. And sound trucks. And light trucks, and heavy trucks. And a long dressing-room trailer, from which Miss Hayworth presently emerged, wearing a cashmere sweater, camel’s-hair skirt, beige leather shoes and a piece of gauze around her wavy titian tresses. Her face was heavily made up and she looked younger than springtime.}

{Even Coit Tower was made up for the occasion. For one thing, a new entrance had to be built. On the lawn behind the tower, a vast terrace had been built, of wood painted gray to simulate stone. “This is Rita’s mansion on Telegraph Hill, see?” said Galanter.” (Ted Galanter, a press agent) She’s a very rich woman who’s in love with Sinatra, but it isn’t mutual.}

{At 5:15 PM. Sinatra strolled gracefully onto the set, wearing make-up and a gray suit and sipping a coke out of a paper cup. “Good morning!” he greeted. “I think I’m gonna make it.” He walked out onto the terrace, shook his fist at the skyline, and intoned with laughs, “San Francisco, I’ll lick you yet!”}

{The bells of SS. Peter and Paul, in the valley below, began ringing. “Stop that infernal clanging,” roared Sinatra. “Bells and sirens – that’s all you hear in this town. Sounds like one big jail break!” “Hey,” he called to director Sidney, “what are we waiting for – more wind?”}

{“All right, let’s do it,” suggested Sidney. “And don’t worry if the wind blows you away,” he said to Sinatra. “We’ve got an anti-aircraft crew alerted to shoot you down over the Golden Gate Bridge.” Everybody yelled, “Quiet!” and the cameras rolled.}

{And that’s how movies are made. Somehow.}

  

Here’s a picture of a scene from the make believe terrace behind Coit Tower that I think was left out of the film, and the spot where Rita’s back yard was today. You can vaguely see a Bay Bridge tower and the Ferry Building in the film print, just above Sinatra.

 

Sinatra arrives in San Francisco by a ferryboat from Oakland during the opening credits. You can just see a part of the Southern Pacific Building today, minus its enormous SP sign.

  

Sinatra and the classic Sinatra look, as he leaves through the south wing of the Ferry Building.

  

The first place Joey heads for on arriving in San Francisco is the International Settlement on Pacific Avenue between Columbus Avenue and Montgomery Street. This was the nightclub and bawdy entertainment capital of San Francisco back then, and probably the best look you’ll ever see of it on film in this movie.

  

Back up on Telegraph Hill where a lovesick Kim Novak leaves what is supposed to be Rita Haworth’s mansion, but is actually the entrance to Coit Tower.

  

But Kim Novak wins out at the film’s end, as she and Sinatra wander off behind the St. Francis Yacht Club Building into a Hollywood sunset.

Another shot from the opening credits scene of Joey coming in by ferryboat, and a great look at the 1957 skyline of San Francisco: What the heck, I don’t get to pose with a star often. “Never mind the dames, Frank, just enjoy the view.”

 

‘The Raging Tide’, the novel and the film

I first heard about the 1951 film ‘The Raging Tide’ from the book ‘San Francisco Noir’ by Nathaniel Rich. The movie is based on the the 1950 novel ‘Fiddler’s Green’ by Earnest K. Gann, and reprinted under the name ‘The Raging Tide’ to coincide with the opening of the 1951 movie version of the story. ‘Fiddler’s Green’ refers to a mythical afterlife associated with sailors, but the title ‘Raging Tide’ makes the film more intriguing. I ordered a paperback copy of the book, but unfortunately the only DVD copy of the film I could find isn’t of the best quality, but I’ll use some of the images from the movie when referring to it. Both the film and the book are excellent examples of a mystery story set in San Francisco. I’ll use excerpts from the novel in brackets describing some of the interesting San Francisco locations, including some then and now pictures of the areas described, and compare the handling of parts of the story in both the film and book. (Thumbnail images)

The movie opens up with a panoramic view of the San Francisco waterfront from the Coit Tower parking lot that is largely block by trees nowadays.

 

The novel opens up with three-time loser, Bruno Felkin, running north along the Embarcadero after shooting to death racketeer Sam Addleheim somewhere near the Ferry Building. Unlike the book the film opens with the actual shooting. We’re allowed to follow Bruno’s thoughts both in the book and the film as he runs away. Bruno is trying to get to his girlfriend Connie Thatcher’s apartment on Telegraph Hill to establish an alibi. {You cheap little tin horn. Let Sam kid around a little and you get excited. You wave a gun like a big grownup boy, and the damn thing goes off. The fact Sam grabbed you by the neck, the self-defense angle, wasn’t enough – and wouldn’t be. Not for a guy who was already a three time-loser. You lost your concrete head, so now you pound the concrete for all you’re worth.}

  

Bruno narrates a pretty good map we can follow as he tries to get to Connie’s Apartment. {Past Pier 5, Pier 7 behind and the cafeteria behind the Bar Pilots’ office. The cafeteria was closed. Past Pier 9 and now was the time to quite smoking. Right now. Instantly—when your realize what cigarettes can do to your wind.} The movie shows only night time scenes of part of the Embarcadero, the Filbert Steps, and some of Fisherman’s Wharf during Brono’s run. The photos are Pier 5 in a 1960s picture from opensfhistory.org, Pier 7, demolished now and a walking pier, taken in the 1950s during the building of the Embarcadero Freeway, and Pier 9 in the 1960s; the latter two pictures from the San Francisco Library Archives.

  

{Swing left now. Past the Merchants Ice and Cold Storage Company. Pier 27 . . . up Lombard Street. Get to hell away from the Embarcadero.} The Merchants Ice and Cold Storage Building is still around, seen here in a picture from the 1970s. (opensfhistory.org)

  

{Bruno ran west on Lombard, then turned to the right on Sansome Street.} Looking west on Lombard Street toward Telegraph Hill and Sansome Street which Bruno turns right on to in a vintage photo from the 1970s.(opensfhistory.org)

  

{He passed Vince’s hamburger stand at Chestnut, turned, ran west again. Damn! Chestnut was a dead end here. It banged strait into a cliff.} Chestnut Street still ends in a cliff here, as it did in the vintage picture from 1919, but you can get through on the right now if you’re on foot. (opensfhistory.org)

{He wheeled, ran around the Globe Flour Mills, crossed the railroad tracks on Francisco, and started up North Point Street. At Grant, the fog seemed suddenly heavier. To the left on Stockton and beat it between the two factories with the overhead bridge connecting them. The bridge looks like a crazy fake hanging up there in the fog–as if it couldn’t hold anybody.} These two close ups of David Rumsey’s 1938 aerial composite of San Francisco show the path Bruno is taking to try to reach Connie’s apartment. Bruno leaves the Embarcadero at Lombard, turns right on Sansome, and left on Chestnut, where he runs into the Telegraph Hill cliff. He doubles back to Montgomery Street, crosses Francisco to the Embarcadero, and heads north west to North Point. Bruno runs west on North Point, turning south at Stockton in the second Rumsey photographic map. The long gone overheard bridge on Stockton Street that Bruno passes under can be seen in the 1938 image. Bruno continues south on Stockton Street.

  

{It was ten minutes to nine and if she walked fast she would arrive at the movie theater before the second show started. She had been reading the paper and discovered that the Bella Union Theater was showing a foreign film.} However, when Bruno reaches Connie”s Telegraph Hill apartment to set up his alibi, she has gone to the movies. The Bella Union Theater was at 825 Kearny Street near Chinatown, seen in the 1970s picture from opensfhistory.org. The remodeled building is now the Self-Help Training Academy.

 

The 1948 Bella Union Program Advertisement here is from Cinema Treasures.

   

{The running was over. It was walk easy now. Make Progress, but saunter along with the tourists who cluttered the sidewalk from the cable car turntable to the restaurants on Fisherman’s Wharf. The Neptune, Sabella’s, Sabella-Latorre, and Alioto’s—one fish joint right after another, all burning up a lot more electricity than they had a right to be doing.} So in the book and film, Bruno heads to Fisherman’s Wharf from Connie’s apartment. Although his reason for going there is a little vague, this will become a perfect hide out for Bruno.

  

{Hold it! A damned squad car had stopped at the filling station across the street! One of the uniforms was getting out. Sure, Bruno, wait around to see if he’s just going to fill his tank, then you won’t have to worry about running. You’ll have a free ride. There will be the sound of those new-type handcuffs, the kind that hiss like a rattlesnake instead of just click. Move, Bruno. Get going.} Bruno passes through what they used to call Fish Alley on Jefferson Street, and notices a police car at the filling station across the street. The modern picture is Fish Alley in 2025, and like the movie image, the filling station can be seen across sample of cooked crab in the vintage 1950s picture. The parking lot for Boudin Bakery occupies the spot now where the old gas station was located.

  

{He took a few carefully controlled steps along the lighted window until he reached a narrow alleyway between Alioto’s Restaurant and the next one in line. He took a quick look at the filling station and the motorcycles just crossing Jefferson Street. There was no time to care where the alleyway might lead. A guy couldn’t figure everything. Not when they were breathing down your neck.. Bruno took a deep breath and turned quickly into the alley. He bumped along a line of garbage cans, and started running again.} Bruno makes a dash through the alleyway between Alioto’s and #9 Fishermen’s Grotto (both now closed) and falls asleep from fatigue on one of the fishing boats in the Boat Lagoon. From here on out, Bruno will find friendship and affection toward and from a fisherman who befriends him as a Police Lieutenant named Kelsey searches throughout San Francisco for him, and Connie will have to make up her mind on how far she wants to go to protect Bruno.

{She led the way up the winding street that led to Coit Tower, breathing deeply of the fresh morning air. They reached the little park at the top of the hill. In every direction the city spread out beneath them, the hills rising and falling until they met the sea and the streets still wet with the morning fog. The wharves fingered out at the base of the city and then there was the bay looking metallic in the sunlight. The islands in the bay still floated in the fine mist and beyond them the mountains had begun to take on depth and substance.} Connie walks up to Coit Tower from her apartment, as Lt. Kelsey walks along with her questioning her as to Bruno’s whereabouts. In an image from Nathaniel Rich’s book, that I did not see in the film, Connie, portrayed by Shelley Winters, is gently being persuaded to tell him where Bruno is hiding. The scene during the opening credits that I showed at the beginning of this post was filmed from here. The bottom photo here is what you see of the waterfront from the Coit Tower parking lot today.

 

A now and then tour for the Texans

I had relatives from Texas last Tuesday and Wednesday, and I was honored again to be allowed to suggest their itinerary. I took my pictures over the two days, and when I was back in the office after their visit, I scouted up vintage pictures on the internet that came as close to mine as I could find. As I have mentioned in past posts, now and thens are more difficult to match up than then and nows because you don’t have control over getting a perfect line up, obviously, but they’re still fun to try. (Thumbnail images)

  

On the way to Treasure Island: I had to do a little cropping to get this 1983 photo from opensfhistory.org to come close to my picture. My apologies for cutting out their watermark.

 

The old Administration Building on Treasure Island: We had a lot of fun here. It’s hard to find many vintage pictures of this building, one of the three surviving structures from the 1939/1940 Exposition. This vintage picture is from the 1950s. (ebay.com)

  

Huntington Falls at Blue Heron Lake (Stow Lake) in Golden Gate Park: The vintage picture is a circa 1910-1915 postcard of the falls from the UC Berkeley Library Archives.

  

The alleys of Chinatown, like Ross Alley in my photo, are fun to explore. I saw a site on the internet that read that this prior to 1906 picture that I have in my archives was taken in Ross Alley; it’s possible. The site also gave credit to Arnold Genthe; this I don’t know about, I’ve never seen it in his collections.

  

High above Fisherman’s Wharf on the SkyStar Wheel Ride: We got pretty far up, but not as far as the old postcard from the 1960s. (ebay.com)

  

Back to Chinatown: It was nice of the musicians to let him sit in, particularly since he couldn’t play one note. Still, his playing was better than my singing would have been, so I kept quiet. (ebay.com)

Aw, I can’t take credit for this vintage old Cliff House jigsaw puzzle, only the modern picture. Class is where you find it.

Another armchair tour of San Francisco, courtesy of the WPA

As I mentioned several posts ago, I have two copies of the 1940 WPA guide to San Francisco, the original 1940 hardback copy from Armchair Guide Series, and the 2011 paperback issue reprinted by the University of California Press. These are a few more ‘POINTS OF INTEREST’ from the book of locations not usually on visitors itinerary when they tour San Francisco. As before, I’ll post the descriptions from the book, many of them enjoyably outdated but some of them still accurate, along with then and now photos from my archives of the sites.(Thumbnail images)

 

{17. Founded a decade after ‘49 by John Sullivan, the HIBERNIA SAVINGS AND LOAN SOCIETY (open 10-3), NW. corner McAllister and Jones Sts., has survived eight decades of prosperity and panic to become one of San Francisco’s oldest banks. Its classic one-story building (Albert Pissis, architect) – whose granite facades were gleaming white when finished in 1892 but have weathered to a dull gray – survived even the fire of 1906.}

My update was of an Edward H. Suydam drawing from the 1930s. The building has been empty for years and years.

  

{55. The 12-story HEARST BUILDING (visitors conducted on two-hour 7-9 p.m.), SE. corner Market and Third Sts., of white terra cotta with polychrome ornamentation, houses the San Francisco Examiner, first paper in the Hearst chain. The first of its five regular daily editions appears on the streets about seven o’clock in the evening.}

My update is of the original Hearst Building on the left, destroyed and rebuilt by Hearst after the 1906 Earthquake and Fire.

  

{65. The neo-Gothic, gable-roofed ONE ELEVEN SUTTER BUILDING, SW corner Montgomery and Sutter Sts., since 1927 has reared its buff-colored terra cotta facades 22 stories above a site that was worth $300 when James Lick bought it and 175,000 when he died.}

The authors didn’t mention that it is also considered to be the building where Sam spade’s office was in the novel ‘The Maltese Falcon’ by fiction historians. 111 Sutter, on the right in the photo from the 1984 edition of the novel from North point Press, can just be seen between taller building in my picture taken from the St. Francis Tower.

{75. By day, bathed in sunlight, the 30-story SHELL BUILDING, NW. corner Battery and Bush St., San Francisco headquarters of the Shell Oil Company empire, is a buff, tapering shaft; by night, floodlight-swept, a tower looming in amber radiance.}

  

{81. On wooden piles driven into the mud of what was Yerba Buena Cove rest the 17 steel-and-concrete stories of the PACIFIC GAS AND ELECTRIC BUILDING, 245 Market St., headquarters of the nation’s third largest utilities system, which originated with Peter Donahue’s gas company (1852) and the California Electric Light Company (1879), both Pacific Coast pioneers.}

That’s Lee Remick running after Jack Lemmon out of the PG&E Building in the 1962 film ‘Days of Wine and Roses’. You can see the Embarcadero Freeway in front of the Ferry Building in the film image.

 

{119. Everyone is a first-nighter at the MANDARIN THEATER (open 7:30 p.m. – 12:30 a.m.; adm. 25 cents-50 cents), for the play changes each evening. With few props and little scenery, the native dramas seem to flow on endlessly, while the orchestra (seated onstage out of range of the play and the audience consume melon seeds, ice cream and “pop.”

The 1930s picture, looking toward the Mandarin, is from photographer, Ken Cathcart.

 

{122. First Roman Catholic parish church in San Francisco. ST. FRANCIS CHURCH, 620 Vallejo St., owes its origin to the religious zeal of a group of the Gold Rush town’s French Residents, who persuaded a young officer of the United Stated Army to give the use of a small room for services.}

In the 1962 film ‘Experiment in Terror’ FBI agent John Ripley (Glenn Ford) goes into the St. Francis Church to question a priest in the hopes of finding an extortionist and murderer.

  

{130. Where nursemaids trundle streamlined prams along the shrubbery-bordered paths of HUNTINGTON PARK, California, Taylor, and Sacramento Streets., Colis P. Huntington used to stride up to his front door from the cable car stop on California Street.}

{131. Like those Gothic churches of the Middle Ages under construction for generations, GRACE CATHEDRAL, California, Taylor, Sacramento and Jones Sts., is not finished, although its cornerstone was laid by Bishop William Ford Nichols 30 years ago.}

This is the view of Huntington Park and Grace Cathedral from the Top of the Mark. Grace Cathedral, unfinished in the vintage picture, was not completed until 1964.

 

{179. ALTA PLAZA, Steiner, Scott, Clay, and Jackson Sts., was reclaimed by John McLaren when he filled a deserted rock quarry with rubbish, topped it with soil, planted lawns, and laid out walks and tennis courts. The stairway on the south side’s steep terraced slope is a reproduction of the grand stairway in front of the gaming casino at Monte Carlo.]

The vintage photo at the southwest corner of Alta Plaza is by Phil Palmer. John McLaren was also responsible for Golden Gate Park.

  

{184. Site of the first observatory in California, LAFAYETTE SQUARE, Washington, Gough, Sacramento and Laguna Sts., is a sloping green hill crisscrossed with hedges and graveled walks, topped with tennis courts and a small playground.}

San Franciscans watch San Francisco burn after the 1906 Earthquake from the southeast side of Lafayette Square in a photo that may have been taken by Arnold Genthe.

    

{195. Popular with fishermen of all ages and Sunday promenaders is the 1,850-foot long white concrete MUNICIPAL PIER, foot of Van Ness Ave. The semicircular sea wall, constructed in 1929-34, swings northeastward to protect Aquatic Park’s little harbor.}

Tyne Daly and Clint Eastwood stroll along the pier in the 1976 film ‘The Enforcer’. The pier is closed off to the public now.

  

{254. The MUSIC CONCOURSE (band concerts Sun. and holidays 2-4:30), S. of Main Dr. near Eighth Ave. park entrance, a sunken outdoor auditorium seating 20,000, is 12 feet below the service of the surrounding roadway.}

Main Drive is now called John F. Kennedy Drive.

 

{274. The sandstone PRAYER BOOK CROSS, N. of Main Dr., modeled after an ancient Celtic Cross on the Scottish island of Iona, towers 57 feet above the edge of the bluff.}

{275 On Sundays and holidays, tiny RAINBOW FALLS, N of Main Dr., rush over a cliff at the base of Prayer Book Cross into a fern-bordered pool. Artificially fed from a reservoir atop Strawberry Hill, they were named when colored electric lights were strung along the cliff to make rainbows appear in the spray.}

The electric lights are long gone, and Rainbow Falls has stopped flowing since I did my then and now, but the cross is still on top of the hill.

{281. Homing ground for migratory game and domestic water fowl, SPRECKELS LAKE, N. of Main Dr., supplies much of the water for the park irrigation system. Each Sunday from March to late September the miniature sail and speed boats of the San Francisco Model Yacht Club trim their way across its rippling waters, some attaining a speed of 40 miles an hour.}

Spreckels Lake is one of my favorite spots too, although it doesn’t have the rough shoreline anymore that gave the lake more of a natural look, but I suppose that had to go too.

It’s a photog. blog

Now, you’re asking, “What does that mean?” Well, every now and then I post something that isn’t San Francisco, and isn’t vintage. The pictures in this post aren’t San Francisco vintage, but they are then and now photography, and that’s, in part, what this blog is about. Also, a blogger friend of mine named Tony may be interested in the fall and summer horticulture in this set, to which he’ll be familiar with, whereas I’m not. Late November last fall, I was watching the rare autumn horse racing in Pleasanton, CA. It always seems kind of lonely walking around the empty fairgrounds when the fair isn’t going on; no crowds, no corn dogs, no ice cream, no turkey legs, no oysters-on-a-stick, (I can do without those anyway) no deep fried Oreos, just horse racing. I enjoy taking pictures around the empty fairgrounds and matching them up when the Alameda County Fair is open. The fair opened this weekend, and everything is back, except the horse races. The County Fair is always a major part of the summer for me, but without the horse racing it’s kind of like going to Disneyland with Tomorrowland closed. (Thumbnail images)

  

The Green Entrance, where most visitors enter the fair: I’m a little farther back than my November photo, but I wanted to get the overhead sign in.

  

Looking toward where, last November, the Midway of the fair would be this June:

  

The Sky Tram between Buildings B and C:

   

The area between Building C and Q: I’m not sure what they call this area, but it’s pretty fall or summer.

  

I had a hard time finding this spot again; I had to go by the tree on the left. It’s between Buildings C and F.

  

Heritage Park: This used to be about the only place for shade and relaxation in the fair long ago.

 

“Lazy day, Sunday afternoon.”

Those are the opening lyrics to an old Moody Blues song. The singer likes to put his feet up and watch television, which is fine, but I’d probably fall asleep. Last Sunday, a definitive lazy Sunday in my book, I grabbed my camera, and took a walk around the Market and Powell Streets area of San Francisco to update some interesting vintage photographs from the UC Berkeley Library Archives. On some lazy Sundays, Downtown San Francisco is as quiet, uncrowded, and peaceful as some of the vintage pictures here. (Thumbnail images)

  

Market Street on July 15, 1934 during the Longshoremen’s Strike that shut down the Port of San Francisco: The view is looking toward Grant Avenue. The streets were relatively quiet and empty. The Wells Fargo, the Bankers Investment Building, the Gothic Bank of America, the Chronicle, and the Hobart Buildings on the north side of Market Street can still be seen.

  

A streetcar crew fixes a broken power line in front of the Emporium Department Store in May of 1938: The Humboldt and Call Buildings are in the background.

  

The intersections of Market, Ellis, and Stockton Streets in November of 1939:

  

A solitary figure on the North side of Maiden Lane on July 15, 1934 during the Longshoremen’s Strike, and a solitary figure in the south side of Maiden Lane Sunday: I have no idea what that thing covering up the Dewey Monument in Union Square in the vintage picture was all about; I’ll have to do some research. You can just barely see the monument through the trees in my photo.

  

Powell Street at O’Farrell on July 15, 1934, during the strike: The old Omar Khayyam Restaurant Building is in the right foreground, the Sir Francis Drake Hotel, now called the Grand Beacon, is in the far right background, the St. Francis Hotel is on the left.

  

I don’t know what was going on on January 17, 1939 in San Francisco, when this picture was taken, but the streets were packed! I looked the date up on the internet; that was a Tuesday! That reminds me, the Moody Blues had a song about ‘Tuesday Afternoon’, as well. The view is looking east from Market and 5th Streets.

The Works Progress Administration Guide to San Francisco (Part two)

 

Back in 2019, I picked up a paperback copy of a reprint of the 1940 book ‘San Francisco, The Bay and its Cities’. The updated book was titled ‘San Francisco in the 1930s, The WPA Guide to the City by the Bay’. Last weekend I found an original 1940 copy of the Works Progress Administration Guide in the bookstore at the San Francisco Main Library. If you’re interested in vintage San Francisco and San Francisco history it’s, like Bogie said in the Maltese Falcon, “The stuff that dreams are made of.” Well, that may be going a little too far, but it’s a very interesting outdated guide, although much of the book’s descriptions are still contemporary, and I wanted to do another post on it. I’ll show in the brackets some of the hundreds of points of interest listed throughout the book using the numbers they were listed, and duplicate the descriptions the original authors used. I’ll also post updated pictures I’ve taken in the past of the locations mentioned. (Thumbnail images)

  

{1. Dominating the Civic Center, the CITY HALL , Van Ness Ave., Po;k, McAllister, and Grove Sts., lifts its gold-embellished dome 308 feet above ground level – 16 feet 2 and 5/8 inches higher than the National Capitol in Washington D. C., as Mayor James Rolph used to boast.}

{2. The CIVIC CENTER PLAZA, Grove Polk, McAllister, and Larkin Sts., with its broad red bricks walks, its fountains playing in circular pools, its great flock of pigeons, its flower beds and box hedges, is surrounded by a row of acacia trees and lined, along Larkin Street, by flagstaffs.}

  

{16. Looming over the Civic Center and uptown San Francisco, the soaring shaft of the 28 story HOTEL EMPIRE, NW. corner Leavenworth an McAllister Sts., embodies the spirit of a new era rising from the old, like the Phoenix of the municipal seal.}

  

{18. The bronze angel atop the NATIVE SONS MONUMENT, Market, Turk, and Mason Sts., holds aloft a book inscribed with the date of California’s admission to the Union: September 9, 1850. Beside the granite shaft a youthful miner shouldering a pick, armed with the holstered six-shooter of his day, waves an American flag. Gift of James D. Phelan, the monument (Douglas Tilden, sculptor) was unveiled on Admission Day, 1897.}

Today the Native Sons Monument is on Market Street and Montgomery.

  

{23. Traces of discoloration in the sandstone near the entrances of the FLOOD BUILDING, NE. corner Market and Powell Sts., recall the earthquake and fire of 1906, which broke windows and blackened the walls of the structure a year after its completion.}

The damaged Flood Building is on the left behind the cable car.

  

{21. On the highest assessed piece of land in the city is San Francisco’s largest department store, THE EMPORIUM (open 9:45-5:25), 835 Market Street. The massive, gray sandstone facade, its three arched entrances opening onto a quarter block-long arcade, is ornamented with columns in half-relief rising from the fourth-story level to the balustrade at the roof edge. Inside, an immense glass-domed rotunda, 110 feet in diameter and 110 feet high, ringed by the pillared gallery, rises through four stories to the roof garden.}

  

{36. December, 1914 saw completion of the $656,000 STOCKTON STREET TUNNEL (Michael Shaughnessy, engineer), boring 911 feet through Nob Hill from Bush almost to Sacramento Street to connect downtown San Francisco with Chinatown and North Beach. The tunnel is 36 feet wide and 19 feet high; sodium vapor lights were installed in 1939.}

  

{41. One of the Nation’s oldest jewelry establishments, SHREVE AND COMPANY (open 9-5), NW. corner Grant Ave. and Post St., has been dealing in precious stones and rare objects of gold and silver since 1852. It is the only large downtown store still operating whose advertisement appeared in the San Francisco City Directory of 1856 – when its address was No. 139 Montgomery St.}

  

{79. Of the thousands of commuters who once poured daily through the Ferry Building, for six decades San Francisco’s chief gateway from the east, most now enter the city through the BRIDGE TERMINAL BUILDING, Mission, First, and Fremont Sts. The low-spreading three-story steel-and-concrete structure, completed in 1939 at the cost of $2,300,000, is the terminal for electric interurban trains carrying passengers oveer the San Francisco-Oakland Bridge to the East Bay. Through the terminal pass an estimated number of 60,000 persons daily, 21,000,000 annually.}

The Bridge Terminal Building was where the Salesforce Tower is today.

  

{85. On historic ground stands the HALL OF JUSTICE, SE. corner of Kearny and Washington Sts., facing Portsmouth Plaza. Here stood the famous Eldorado gambling house, and here too, was Dennison’s Exchange Saloon, where the first official Democratic Party meeting was held October 25, 1849, and where the first of the city’s fires broke out two month later.}

  

{104. Where the soft crunch of gravel or the snores of a drowsing panhandler disturbs the quiet of green-terraced ST. MARY’S SQUARE, Pine, Anne, and California Sts., the raucous solicitations of the inmates of brothels once mingled with the bark of rifles in shooting galleries below, and American and British sailors met periodically for bouts and brawls.}

The top painting of Anne Street between the back of the buildings on Grant Avenue and St. Mary’s Square is by Jade Fon. Anne Street is now renamed Quincy Street.

  

{114. What is now OLD CHINATOWN LANE, extending a half-block northward from its entrance near 868 Washington Street – a narrow paved thoroughfare of bazaars and shops characteristic of old Chinatown – was once the “Street of the Gamblers,” a crowded little lane notorious for its gaming rooms and brothels.}

The chase scene in Old Chinatown Lane is from the 1949 film ‘Impact’.

  

{121. Only church in San Francisco whose services are conducted in the Spanish Language is NUESTRA SENORA DE GUADALUPE, 908 Broadway, which derives its name from the shrine erected near Guadalupe, Mexico, in commemoration of the appearance before the peon, Jean Diego, of the Virgin Mary.}

  

{125. Crowning the brow of Telegraph Hill is PIONEER Park, whose paved esplanade and parkway command a stirring panorama of the vast Bay and its shores and the city crowding to the edge of the Peninsula.}

Pioneer Park is directly behind Coit Tower.

  

{126. Twentieth-century commercialism and Old-World tradition go hand in hand at FISHERMAN’S WHARF, foot of Taylor St., where are moored in serried ranks the tiny, bright-painted gasoline boats of the crab fishermen and the tall-masted 70 foot Diesel-engined trawlers of the sardine fleet. The high-sterned junks with the square sails of the Chinese shrimp fishermen who supplied the forty-niners with seafood have long since disappeared.}

  

{143. More universally accepted as a symbol of San Francisco than any other single landmark, the FERRY BUILDING, Embarcadero and Market Street., has served to identify the city in the minds of countless travelers throughout the world. Before the completion of the two bridges across the Bay, this was the gateway to San Francisco, its high clock tower the most conspicuous feature of the skyline to passengers on the lumbering ferries which churned the waters for nearly nine decades.}

  

{150. Venerable MISSION DOLORES (adm. 25 cents including cemetery; open daily May to Sept, 9-5, Oct. to April 9:30-4:30), Dolores, between sixteenth and Seventeenth Sts., its heterogeneous architecture well preserved after more than 150 years, was founded by Padre Francisco Palou. Father Palou has told how the pioneer chapel, dedicated on June 29, 1776 to “our seraphic Father San Francisco” was founded just five days before the signing of the Declaration of Independence.}

The top Mission Dolores picture is from the 1958 film ‘Vertigo’.

{229. The OCEAN BEACH, between the Cliff House and Sloat Blvd., is thronged on pleasant days with picnickers, surf and sun bathers, equestrians, and sightseers. The pedestrian esplanade bordering the seawall affords a broad view of the Pacific. A vicious undertow is created by the sudden drop beyond the edge of the surf and annually takes its toll of the unwary.}

  

{277. The PORTALS OF THE PAST, six white marble Ionic Pillars reflected in the tranquil surface of Lloyd Lake, are all that remain of A. N. Towne’s Nob Hill residence burned in the 1906 fire.}

  

{290. The two-story BEACH CHALET (open daily except Mon. 10-6), E. of Great Highway, has a large glassed-in dining room over looking the ocean and the Great Highway. The foyer is ornamented with murals and mosaics by WPA artists.}

  

{291. THE MURPHY WINDMILL (not open to public), N. of South Dr. near SW. corner of park, the second of the park’s two Dutch mills is one of the largest sail-type structures in the world, having a wing spread of 114 feet.}

  

In a non number portion of the book near the end titled Part IV Around the Bay, is part of this description: {Resembling a huge battleship lying just within the Golden Gate, grim Alcatraz Island is known as “The Rock” to the Nation’s underworld, whose desperate criminals are confined within its practically inescapable walls. With a capacity of 800, normally two-thirds filled, this prison for incorrigibles has had such notorious inmates as Al Capone, “Machine Gun” Kelly, and mail robbers Albert Bates, Gene Colson, and Charles “Limpy” Cleaver.}

“Pick an intersection, any intersection.” “Okay, Taylor and Jefferson Streets.”

I haven’t visited Fisherman’s Wharf for awhile, so I stopped by over the Memorial Day Weekend. It’s definitely not what it was before 2020, but it’s still a tourist trap, still fun to visit, and Jefferson at Taylor is still the heart of the Wharf. (Thumbnail images)

 

Taylor and Jefferson in 1954: “It’s all about the cars”. (opensfhistory.org)

  

Looking east during the 1950s: I remember the Sea Captain’s Chest as a kid, but it didn’t survive the 70s. That’s the SkyStar Wheel in the background of the modern photo. (fishermanswharf.org)

  

Looking north during the 1950s, when they still had the gas station there that was designed to look like a ship. That’s a mean looking lady in the crosswalk of the old picture! (Vintage Roadside)

  

Looking south toward Russian Hill: I got a reasonable line up on this one, but picked the wrong time of day. (opensfhistory.org)

  

The southwest corner of Taylor and Jefferson Streets: I always thought that the Tokyo Sukiyaki Restaurant must have felt out of place near Alioto’s, Tarantino’s, Castagnola’s, and Sabella & LaTorre’s, but they probably served good food, if that was your taste. (San Francisco Main Library Archives)

  

Looking toward the northwest corner of Taylor and Jefferson in 1937: You can see Pier 45, where the Musee Mecanique is today, on the right of both pictures. (opensfhistory.org)

Simon Templar comes to San Francisco

I was watching an episode of the television show ‘The Saint’ starring Roger Moore that aired in March of 1964, and was set in San Francisco. Although the captures are grainy they’re discernible, and you can see some interesting vintage San Francisco in the images. (Thumbnail images)

  

You don’t actually see Roger Moore on location in any of the outdoor shots, so his scenes were probably filmed in a studio, but he came back twenty one years later as James Bond in ‘A View to a Kill’. The San Francisco location pictures may also have been stock footage taken in San Francisco from around that time.

  

Post Street, looking past Union Square to the City of Paris Store: You can’t see the Dewey Monument through the trees from here now.

  

The obligatory cable car at Powell and California Streets: What’s interesting in this scene is the KSFO Radio Station sign at the Fairmont Hotel, and in the far background, Grace Cathedral before the south spire was built.

  

Looking down California Street from Powell as the cable car in the previous film picture passes: Visitors got in my way when number 50 passed me heading down California, so I had to wait for the next one, which was number 49.

  

The southeast corner of Stockton and Post Streets: You see a lot of interesting 50s and 60s cars in these vintage street images.

  

A scene looking down Geary Street from the northwest corner of Geary and Stockton Streets. Hey, is that lady in the vintage photo talking on a cell phone?