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A View of What the Mission was like in 1980

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You better be there. Photo from Mission Cultural Center

When you’ve grown up somewhere, there eventually comes the time when you’re walking down the street and realize: that you have walked up and down that street so many times, hung out on it with your friends, passed through it on the way to a party –  and it’s not at all the same street you are now standing on.  And to be honest, you can’t even be sure that you would remember what that street looked like.

Bad enough anywhere, but in a town like this full of more transient faces every day, it’s amazing that anyone can remember anything at all.

Some people have a knack for it and make it their passion.
Clare Haggarty, Sandy Cuadra and Vero Majano have done this with their exhibit Two-Four Home Girls, Circa 1980 now on display at the Mission Cultural Center.

They have put together a multimedia show that documents a time when meticulous coffee klatches and feral packs of hipsters were but an epileptic twinkle in the district’s eye, and instead the Tiny Locas were kicking it in Dolores Park, low-riders cruised Mission Street, and there was no such thing as too much Aqua-Net.

The story telling session with some of the Locas was this past Wednesday but the exhibit is up through the 27th, so you can check it all out and try to imagine what it was like in the cool old days.

Two-Four Home Girls, Circa 1980
Mission Cultural Center
March 3-27
2868 Mission Street ( btw 24th & 25th)

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Stephen's early years were spent in a boxcar overlooking downtown Los Angeles. From there he moved around the state with his family before settling under the warm blanket of smog that covers suburban Southern California. Moving around led to his inability to stay in one place for very long, but San Francisco has been reeling him back in with its siren song since 1999.
By trade he pours booze, but likes to think he can write and does so occasionally for the SF Bay Guardian, Bold Italic and 7x7. He also likes to enjoy time spent in old eateries, bars and businesses that, by most standards, would have been condemned a long time ago.