Bulletin Board, San Francisco

July 1977. My friend Terry and I drove to San Francisco one summer in my old Datsun pickup and stayed where ever we could get a free place to sleep. Terry knew all kinds of people who let us crash on their floors for the better part of two weeks.  He stayed behind for the summer while I motored home on I-5 with just enough cash to buy gas and sandwiches. I slept in the cab of that truck for three nights. Ah, to be a 20-something again! Top photo was a bakery coffeeshop somewhere off Castro. Check out the pay phone!! Bottom is Terry doing something dramatic.