A San Francisco roll call

Time marches inexorably onward, and here we are in this fresh part of it called 2013. I begin my third year in this city, where time flies by — it truly does when you’r... Read More

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A year-end love song

By Evalyn Baron

Two years ago, we moved here from a place I thought I’d never move from, and we have not regretted it. San Francisco has given us much, not only enriching us with new friends... Read More

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The power of the (extremely) local vote

By Evalyn Baron

As happy as I am in this city, some things do ruffle my equanimity. Those ear-shredding Blue Angels flew over again last month (for my feelings about those heavenly bodies, see my ... Read More

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Good things need to be shared

By Evalyn Baron

Do your readers know about Sally?” an East Coast reader recently wrote. “I hope so, and if not, they need to know about her. Good things need to be shared.” This reader, ... Read More

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Having a fit on both coasts

By Evalyn Baron

I wish they all could be California girls,” rhapsodized the Beach Boys in 1965. My brown hair and less-than-hard body notwithstanding, they got their wish as far as I’m con... Read More

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Remembrance of things ordinary

By Evalyn Baron

At first, I thought I was seeing things. Or rather, not seeing things. When we first moved here, I walked out of our Lombard Street building to mail a stack of cards telling people... Read More

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You are my sunshine

By Evalyn Baron

It started with a polite letter, weeks ahead of time, announcing that our block would be ripped up so more sewer pipes could be installed. San Francisco gave us a “heads up�... Read More

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The new wiggle in my walk

By Evalyn Baron

I wake up at my usual writing hour of 6 a.m., make a pot of French press, add rich cream bought from the wondrous Haight Street Market, then go outside to pick up The New York Time... Read More

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Tote that barge, lift that Steinway

A grand move

By Evalyn Baron

Oh, good God! Could it be time to move our baby grand again? When we transplanted from NYC to S.F. and found our lovely rental with hardwood floors and lots of light, I made a prom... Read More

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The bearable lightness of palm trees

By Evalyn Baron

For my morning walk across Fort Mason for coffee and scones at Greens To Go, I enter through the Fort Mason gates, cutting across the kept lawns and roadways that bloom with someth... Read More

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Life is sweet in this relaxed neck (of the woods)

By Evalyn Baron

Hey guys, I started going to a bio-geometric integrator.” “Oh good! Well …. welcome to California!” my S.F. friends reply, laughing companionably. They actually know wh... Read More

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