I remember Saturdays sitting on the curb of 17th Ave. (between Taraval and Ulloa) watching the boys play baseball in the middle of the street. In those days, a car drove by very slowly about every half hour. Today it is one car after another going at crazy speeds. It is much like a freeway today. I remember sitting there freezing as the fog dripped off the telephone wires. Great memories of times gone by.
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