
Monday, December 24, 1973 A little after 7 this morning I saw the grossest thing I’ve seen since I’ve been in the business: A bundle with body parts inside washed up on Ocean Beach at the foot of Pacheco Street … Continue reading
Monday, December 24, 1973 A little after 7 this morning I saw the grossest thing I’ve seen since I’ve been in the business: A bundle with body parts inside washed up on Ocean Beach at the foot of Pacheco Street … Continue reading
Sunday, September 30, 1973 I worked Field Security at the 49ers game this afternoon at Candlestick against the Rams. We got killed 40-20. Took my camera along and got some pictures of the cheerleaders and 49er QB John Brodie. Amazing to … Continue reading
Tuesday, September 11, 1973 I’m off probation, so they can’t fire me. I like that! All I’ve got to do now is show up to work — for the next 28 years. But, at times, I wonder if I’ll make … Continue reading
Monday, August 20, 1973 The fog is starting to come up Portola Drive and will be here in no time — matches my mood. I’m sad, really sad. It’s Erica. I miss her. Listening to the Quincy Jones’s and “Love … Continue reading
Sunday, August 19, 1973 Well, all good things come to an end. Erica left an hour ago to start her freshman year at UCLA — with her mother driving her to L.A. Yes, it was time for her to go —but … Continue reading
Friday, April 13, 1973 This cop life I’m living is really over the edge, sometimes. Like tonight — a double fatal auto accident. I was working with Paul De la Fressange, and at 0300, we got this call: “529 Explosion.” … Continue reading
Thursday, April 12, 1973 I worked the Richmond 3 car this morning up in Pacific Heights. What a contrast within one mile. On one end live the extremely wealthy in mansions with views of the Golden Gate and on … Continue reading
Monday, April 2, 1973 Sometimes I wonder whether it’s Erica or me who’s on the bigger ego trip. She really digs it that she’s doing a cop.Too bad this isn’t high school … well … it is for her. Whew!
Friday, March 30, 1973 Rain tonight for the first time since my move here. Then the sky cleared and the City was pristine and shimmering. The Transamerica Pyamid, which just opened last week, looked just like a Christmas tree. My view at … Continue reading
Sunday, March 25, 1973 Cashed a check and went to Sears on Geary Blvd. for towels, dishes and everything else needed for a new place. Like the lady who waited on me. Not hard on the eyes and she knew … Continue reading