OCEAN BEACH AFTER THE STORM
After a bird was nearly slaughtered by our house cat, I walk to the beach and reconsider a beautiful Richard Wilbur poem.
After a bird was nearly slaughtered by our house cat, I walk to the beach and reconsider a beautiful Richard Wilbur poem.
Last night the owner of this establishment informed me that this weekend he and his girlfriend are going to go to Napa to acquire a lamb. This is not just any lamb, it’s a lamb chosen for its grass-tending abilities rather than its tasty legs. Actually they are going to wander among the pregnant ewes … Lamb’s Quarters
Right about now, all over San Francisco, my magazine piece about the Lembi family is being taken off the shelves and the next issue of San Francisco Magazine is filling that slot. As a writer, it’s always sad when that happens, when the reading public moves on. After working on the story for a year … Good-bye To The Story, Hello To The City
Yesterday ProPublica, the independently funded investigative reporting organization featured my SF magazine story on its front page as the editor’s pick of the day.
Eight months in the making, War of Values reveals how the city’s dominant landlords, the Lembi family of CitiApartments fame, bought up every building they could get their hands on, from the Tenderloin’s rattiest dumps to Nob Hill’s ritziest penthouses…