He shook my hand firmly

and looked into my eyes and told me, no, declared: “If I get to heaven or wherever and I meet God, Buddha, Allah, or Him or Her: whatever!  I will give my sincere thanks for the opportunity to have lived in San Francisco in the 1960s and early 70s.  It was like no other place on earth and I am truly grateful for the experience. 

Of course, I lived here until ‘81, when it became a shithole, and I couldn’t take the weather any longer.  But man!  Those days.”

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