The view from the Tenderloin
The View from the Tenderloin:
On my morning walk-(I try to walk five miles a day) I saw an increase in traffic, both vehicular and pedestrian. Not a huge increase, but enough to notice. I went by Glide to look at the line of people getting breakfast. I like to sense the vibes, and try to read the faces. My beloved San Francisco is adapting, it is a magical place. These Pacific Rim cities are different from the cities and towns of the heartland, SF has more in common with Hong Kong than Omaha. When the shelter in place order came down, I had a chat with my building manager, and I asked him “what about the homeless?” He replied that he hadn't thought about them. Nobody ever does. I do. I have a close friend who is homeless, and is always on my mind. The sky this morning is a pale blue, the sun is shining, but the wind out of the north is bitter cold. The city and the cops are tolerating tents, that is a new thing. When I was homeless twenty odd years ago that was unheard of. When my homeless friend crossed my mind, as I walked back home, the tears came, I couldn't stop them.
God save the Republic
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