Fetid tide rushes and sand dunes, are what the first settlers got when they first laid eyes on the city that scrapes the stars. Never the less they put on some furs, shucked a few mussels and made it work.
A few eons later, some smelly, hairy guys wearing crosses told them that all their hard work was for naught, but they had to keep plugging away and give all the earnings to them, otherwise some dude on the other side of the world was going to incinerate them because his daddy trumped their spooky, weird, shell-mound, tree-honouring hocus-pocus.
Intrigued? Probably not.
In case, however, you’d like to get to know the real city fathers of this over-populated sand spit, our venerable alcalde is co-hosting, with KQED, a commemoration of American Indian Heritage Month with a session of dance, drumming and recognition of local Native American heroes.
Included honorees are local Native American AIDS, health and community activists
San Francisco City Hall Rotunda
1 Dr. Carl B. Goodlett Place