By James Conrad In the early 1960s, residents of San Francisco were not tolerant of homosexual and transgender people like most are today. The LGBTQ+ community tried settling in North Beach and South of Market. Targeted redevelopment and police harassment subsequently pushed them from these neighborhoods and into the adjacent

Of all the things I miss the most about living in SF, I miss The Mission in 2006 the most. Back in 2006, The Mission looked much different than it does today. I look back on the mid-2000s with fondness… favorite thrift stores, hole-in-the-wall spots to eat, and the best

It’s Springtime in San Francisco, which means it’s time to put your phone on silent for a while and step out into our fair city to sing, eat, and play with the wonderful people and programming on offer. Whether in the flesh or on a live stream, the journalists and

June was off to a bumpy start in the Bay Area. Three separate tremors happened in the early morning hours of Sunday, June 3rd. The first at 1:40 AM rattled the leeward side of the Berkeley Hills two miles north of Orinda. It was a M2.2, barely perceptible but to

San Francisco may be neglecting the full potential of the strategic waterways that brought it into being. If you’ve ever sat in Bridge traffic and watched boats fly by on the water below, you might have felt the same. There is no reason the Bay Area shouldn’t have as robust

Recreating photography of the last 150 years in Dolores Park.

COYOTE (Call Off Your Tired Old Ethics) was founded in San Francisco in 1973 by Margo St. James, a sex worker, who also co-founded St. James Infirmary Clinic in the Tenderloin. COYOTE’s main goals were decriminalization (as opposed to legalization) of sex work, pimping, and pandering, as well as the elimination of social stigma concerning sex work as an occupation. Its work is considered part of the larger sex worker movement for legal and human rights.

On February 9, 1950, the San Francisco Examiner reported on what appeared to be a “flying ice cream cone” over the Alameda Naval Air Station. From different parts of the station, at least five civilians and two officers reported seeing a large vapor substance traveling at a high speed across the station, heading south. It was shaped like an ice cream cone.

Penny giggled while acting out her crime for the police and various journalists. The fashionably dressed, gun-chewing teenager was a goldmine and the media ran with it.