Let’s go, Giants!
Pride Saturday + perfect weather + Dolores Park = a shoulder-to-shoulder rainbow explosion. Proud to live in a city that draws mega-crowds to celebrate all manifestations of love, sexuality, gender, and expression. Happy Pride.
I got all my Sisters with me. (Well, I got three of ’em here, but two have walked ahead a little.)
At noon today, I held a phone conference with a New Orleans attorney who works with an org helping formerly incarcerated people, immediately upon their prison releases, to succeed in staying out of the Louisiana criminal system. We quickly identified the work I’ll do from San Francisco between my future trips to New Orleans, then…
Pride flag and half-mast American flag wave together at Civic Center. Love.
I pass these flags and several identical ones every day, on my weekday walks to and from work and during my weekend errands. On the days surrounding social, political, legal, and human advances and setbacks, these flags stir my emotions. But given their ever-present existence in my life, they are mostly background images that I…
Vigil at Harvey Milk Plaza for those murdered in Orlando.
Memorial at Castro and 18th for those killed in Orlando.
Read the scoreboard!