Ten years ago this week, plus or minus, I made the move from the south bay up to San
Francisco. A friend had recently cleaned out what is now a storage room but at the time was the perfect San
Francisco room. One queen size bed, plus one extra foot in each direction, affectionately known as “The Box”
People who have lived in the box over the years.
I lived there about six months before moving into a “big boys apartment” a half a block away.
San Francisco has treated me well over the past decade, except for the two El Nino years where I thought I would freeze.