Tenderloin San Francisco

Hard-boiled stories from San Francisco's 1960s and 1970s Tenderloin

Tenderloin San Francisco

Hard-boiled stories from San Francisco's 1960s and 1970s Tenderloin

How This Came to Pass . . .

     This site came to pass because a street-girl friend of mine, Bug, would ask me at times, “What was it like back in the day in San Francisco?”  Over time I’d tell her stories and she enjoyed them.  We compared what it is like today on the street to my adventures over 50 years ago.  The music, language, styles, and some of the drugs are different, but essentially people are people and will continue to do the things people do. 

     It has been a long time since I first arrived at the bus terminal, 7th near Market, in 1964 as a teen looking for something – not knowing what I’d find.  I found North Beach and Beats, I found an early hip culture in the Haight-Ashbury, then there was the Mission, Chinatown – I found them all.  But the Tenderloin was different.  It was no-holds-barred, wide open - a neighborhood full of interesting people and places.  People there were on the move, living their lives to the fullest and as they wanted to. 

     I lived and/or worked in the Tenderloin at various time from 1965 to about 1973 and passed through a few times in the 80's.  But even after I left, I still never left.  The Tenderloin is not a place you can just leave – it stays with you forever.  Even today (2019 as of this writing), and even though I'm living on the east coast, I still go back to the Tenderloin as often as I can.  I walk the streets looking at the ghosts of people and places long gone.

     Rather than attempting an academic (and boring) history full of dates, times, locations, footnotes, and other details, I decided fiction would be the way to go.  Fiction gives me more freedom.  And hopefully it will give you some entertainment . . .