Growing Up in San Francisco Read online

  Published by The History Press

  Charleston, SC

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  Copyright © 2016 by Frank Dunnigan

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  First published 2016

  e-book edition 2016

  ISBN 978.1.43965.822.2

  Library of Congress Control Number: 2016941427

  print edition ISBN 978.1.46713.570.2

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  To Sister Michael Marion SNJM (now known as Sister Elise Hanrahan), who taught a class of third graders how to write clear paragraphs in 1960–1961

  and

  To my old friend and St. Ignatius classmate Keith Forner (1952–1977), who first taught me the art of arranging yearbook text and images back in 1968.

  There are places I remember all my life

  Though some have changed, some forever…

  Some have gone…and some remain.

  —Paul McCartney & John Lennon

  On Fourth of July weekend 1961, these young people are posing on the diving board at Fleishhacker Pool, adjacent to the zoo. Courtesy of the San Francisco Chronicle/Polaris.

  CONTENTS

  Acknowledgements

  1. Welcome to San Francisco

  2. Changing Times

  3. A Place Called Home

  4. FDR and the Knotty Pine Room

  5. Along the Taraval Trail

  6. School Days

  7. The Grand Era of Philanthropy

  8. Fun and Games

  9. On the Road Again

  10. Dinner on the Table

  11. Rites of Passage

  12. Workin’ Nine to Five

  13. Home Sweet Home

  14. Down on the Corner

  15. Deck the Halls

  16. Savoring the Past

  17. The City as Backdrop

  18. A Nice Place to Visit

  19. A Timeline of Change

  20. What Ever Happened to…?

  Selected Bibliography

  About the Author

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  Many individuals, both living and deceased, have contributed to the history, reminiscences and photographs included in this book. The author is indebted to each and every one of them for their contributions.

  Aileen Barr

  Thelma Beckerman

  David Boyer

  John Byrne

  Cathy Nabbefeld Crain

  Colette Crutcher

  P. Eric Dausmann

  Fred Deltorchio

  Carmel Domecus

  Joyce Dowling

  Marc and Vicki Duffett

  Mabel Ehrmann

  Lee Emmett

  Eric Faranda

  Eric Fischer

  Keith Forner

  Michael Fraley

  David Gallagher

  Vivian Gisin

  Monsignor Michael Harriman

  Alvis Hendley

  Rene Herrerias

  Theresa Hession

  Charles M. Hiller

  Judy Hitzeman

  Bernadette Hooper

  Marci Hooper

  Paul Judge

  Christine Meagher Keller

  Kathy Kernberger

  Woody LaBounty

  Megan Laddusaw

  Charles and Ann Lane

  Richard Lim

  Keith Lynds

  John A. Martini

  Alan and Ruth Mildwurm

  Dennis O’Rorke

  Rick Prelinger

  Jo Anne Quinn

  David Reis

  Mary Ellen (MER) Ring

  Mark Roller

  Paul Rosenberg

  Bob and Carolyn Ross

  Bernadette Ruane

  Linda Moller Ruge

  Bud Sandkulla

  Debbie Schary

  Don and June Thieler

  Jeff Thomas

  Jack Tillmany

  Paul Totah

  John Varley

  Christine Vega

  John and Linda Westerhouse

  Marcin Wichary

  Deborah Woodall

  World War II and its aftermath marked the beginning of a new era for San Francisco and its residents. Author’s collection.

  1

  WELCOME TO SAN FRANCISCO

  Everything in history impacts the future—or, as Shakespeare said, “The past is prologue.” It is entirely fitting that the Bard’s famous words are inscribed on an exterior marble wall of the National Archives in Washington, D.C.

  If we are to understand the San Francisco of today, we need to realize exactly how we arrived here by analyzing historical decisions, twists of fate, family dynamics and world events that have all combined to tweak the course of our city’s fortunes. Change comes slowly at first, creeping in like the fog on a summer day at Ocean Beach.

  From the founding of Mission Dolores and the Presidio in 1776 until the establishment of the pueblo of Yerba Buena—the settlement predating the city of San Francisco—the area saw numerous changes, with even more to come.

  By the time my great-grandfather David Dunnigan and his cousin Michael arrived in 1860, the area had already been subject to the forces of Spain and then Mexico, with an attempt by Russia to work its way in. Earlier, the Mexican War of Independence had brought about a breakup of Spain’s missions, with the land being diverted into private hands. It had been just over a dozen years since gold was discovered, and San Francisco was continuing to be overrun with immigrants from around the globe—and there was a civil war brewing in the United States!

  My great-grandfather arrived from his original American home in Washington, D.C., having left Ireland some ten years earlier as a youngster during the Great Famine. Two years after arriving in San Francisco, he married a girl from “back home” and settled in the South-of-Market neighborhood, soon finding employment with the Pacific Mail Steamship Company, loading and unloading mail sacks along the San Francisco waterfront. The coming of the transcontinental railroad less than a decade later changed things significantly, since a New York letter bound for the West Coast could then be sent overland by rail. By the time his fourth and youngest child, my grandfather, was born in 1872, the shipping industry was beginning to experience a drastic upheaval, and David was no doubt feeling some level of anxiety over the changes.

  By 1950, tourism had become big business and was beginning to overtake shipping, manufacturing, financial services, defense and retail as a prime industry. This gradual shift would lead to drastic changes for all of San Francisco. Author’s collection.

  His four children, including my grandfather, knew that much more was expected of them, and all of them completed high school, with my grandfather going to work for the federal government, one sister working for the San Francisco school system and two other sisters marrying well and raising families. My grandfather was ill for the last few years of his life, dying at the young age of sixty-two in 1934—at a time when San Francisco was ravaged by labor unrest.

  My father and uncle were fortunate enough to attend college and be hired by the post office in the 1930s, progressing up the ranks into identical management positions in careers that lasted forty years each. At the time of their retirements in the mid-1970s, they could see significant changes coming for federal employment, many of which are still being played
out today.

  For baby boomers—the seventy-five million of us born between 1946 and 1964—college was mostly a given, and many of us were fortunate enough to graduate without the student loan burden that weighs so heavily on many young people today. Yet it remains ironic that our own academic successes, funded heavily by our parents and other generous benefactors, have contributed to the transformation of the once-dominant blue-collar industries in San Francisco to the high-tech service industry that dominates the city in the twenty-first century.

  From its founding in 1776, Mission Dolores has weathered numerous changes, including a relocation to its present site in 1791 and addition of a brick basilica in 1876 (with damage to the basilica and its subsequent demolition after the 1906 earthquake), plus renovations to the Mission House and the adjacent cemetery and construction of a new basilica in 1918. The street in front of the mission was severely regraded in the late 1870s, and there are now six steps leading from the sidewalk to the entrance. The surrounding neighborhood has witnessed at least a dozen major periods of change over the past 250 years. Courtesy of San Francisco History Center, San Francisco Public Library.

  Today, many people lament the changes that have occurred in San Francisco, as they look back at what some consider its golden past. However, we need to remember that it was hundreds of different events—tiny little threads of change—that have led us to where we are today. Change, for better or for worse, does not take place overnight.

  As we embark upon this reading adventure, please keep in mind that the view from our mental tour bus, while undeniably colorful, is not always 100 percent pleasant, and it is very easy to see where all of us might wish that some parts of our city’s past—and perhaps certain chapters in our own personal lives as well—might have been played out differently, or perhaps not at all.

  Fog drifts across a city of many neighborhoods in 1956. Photograph by David Boyer, author’s collection.

  Nevertheless, it is important to see where we have been in order to judge where we are headed in the future.

  With those thoughts in mind, please keep all body parts within the vehicle during our journey, hang on tightly as we go around some of the curves and breathe slowly as we view the diorama of our past lives unfolding before us when we lived in one of the world’s most beautiful and fascinating cities.

  2

  CHANGING TIMES

  A rising tide of people and prosperity has changed many things in the City by the Golden Gate…

  Well, that line from a magazine article really sums up the problem with San Francisco in 2016—or does it? The fact of the matter is that those words were published in National Geographic magazine over sixty years ago, in August 1956. Indeed, from the time that my Ireland-born great-grandfather settled in San Francisco in 1860, it seems that things have continued to change on a fairly steady basis.

  The wood-frame and gas-lit waterfront, teeming with ships and commerce, was a vital part of San Francisco for generations. My great-grandfather spent his entire life working as a laborer for the Pacific Mail Steamship Company, whose primary business function was transporting the U.S. mail around Cape Horn at the tip of South America to the westerly outpost of the continental United States. When he arrived from Washington, D.C., in 1860, just prior to the outbreak of the Civil War, he found a town only a dozen years removed from the gold rush. Yet when he died in 1902, the city of San Francisco had earned the nickname “Paris of the West”—suggesting that quite a bit of change had taken place during the forty years of his life as a San Franciscan.

  Shortly before my great-grandfather’s death, many other changes were already underway that would impact his descendants for decades to come.

  Hannah Dunnigan, age twenty-four, standing with her family in front of her sister’s home at Duboce Avenue and Walter Street on Christmas Day 1891. She was still living with her elderly mother and father (then in their fifties!) and her younger brother in their longtime home in the South-of-Market neighborhood. The Great Earthquake and Fire was still almost fifteen years ahead in an unseen future. Dunnigan Family Collection.

  Just prior to the start of the twentieth century, the Outside Lands of San Francisco were largely uninhabited and regarded by most locals as a remote area that was best suited to pursuits such as rabbit hunting, raising cabbages and chickens, burying the dead or perhaps taking a relaxing stroll. That sense of remoteness began to change dramatically on March 14, 1896, when an event took place that would change the face of San Francisco.

  Sutro Baths opened in 1896 and went through several transformations, including the addition of ice skating. From the 1930s to the early 1950s, it boasted an elaborate art deco façade, shown here. The front of the building was later renovated with dark wood siding that remained in place from the mid-1950s until the very end in 1966. John A. Martini Collection.

  Designed by Prussian immigrant Adolph Sutro, a large public accommodation known as Sutro Baths opened at the coastline of San Francisco, attracting residents from every part of the city.

  Arriving in San Francisco from Prussia (today, part of Germany) as a young man of twenty in 1850, Adolph Sutro, educated as an engineer, earned a considerable fortune over the next two decades by devising new methods of removing water and toxic gasses from the mineshafts of Nevada’s Comstock silver lode. He invested heavily in San Francisco real estate and also served as San Francisco’s first German-American Jewish mayor from 1894 to 1896. In addition to his namesake baths, he built a home on a nearby hill overlooking the Pacific and also constructed the second Cliff House—an immense Victorian piece of gingerbread, also opened in 1896. By operating his own steam train to the area and charging a low fare, he was able to encourage San Franciscans to explore the farthest reaches of their city.

  At the same time Sutro’s was new, San Francisco was also converting many of its horse-powered streetcar lines to electricity, with the old wooden horse cars being made available to the public for very modest prices. Beginning with one Charles Stahl, a gripman on the Ellis Street line who formed a cluster of abandoned cable cars into a new home for himself and his family on 20th Avenue between J and K (now Judah and Kirkham) Streets in 1895, the Western Neighborhoods began to attract residents from older parts of San Francisco.

  Other intrepid individuals followed suit, and as conversion to electricity continued, hundreds more old streetcars became available. The novel idea of a horse-car home near the beach became one of the first flights to the “suburbs” made by San Franciscans. Also in the mid-1890s, a community known as Carville began to emerge near Ocean Beach, just south of Golden Gate Park, from what is now 44th Avenue west to the Great Highway, and from the park south to what is now Kirkham Street. Still other old horse cars formed a similar but smaller enclave near 5th Avenue and California Street known as “Carzonia.”

  By 1906, the city was prospering, having weathered two serious earthquakes in 1865 and 1868, plus a number of financial panics in the late nineteenth century. The earthquake and fire of that year brought about more changes than anyone could have imagined. With a substantial portion of the population homeless, new neighborhoods were about to be developed. Changes in engineering and the development of inventions such as the passenger elevator brought about a significant alteration to the city’s skyline. The automobile industry, in its infancy in 1906, proved to be one of San Francisco’s salvations in those dark days. The acceptance of “machines” and their increasing affordability by the masses in the coming decades changed many aspects of urban life.

  As time went on, the earthquake and fire of 1906 were always collectively referred to by locals as “the Fire”—perhaps an attempt by real estate interests and everyone else to minimize the public’s fear of earthquakes, for legendary fires were a rather routine part of big-city history at the time, having occurred in Chicago, Baltimore, Seattle and elsewhere. The events of that year provided a huge impetus that led many homeless San Franciscans to venture west. One of the largest refugee camps, with thousands of �
��earthquake cottages,” was located near what is now Park Presidio Drive and California Street. Thousands more individuals sought refuge in tents located in Golden Gate Park.

  As life began to resume some degree of normalcy, many people found the Richmond District a good place for a permanent new home. The inner parts of the neighborhood were in close proximity to the rapidly rebuilding downtown area by horse, streetcar or the new-fangled automobiles. Many of the earthquake shacks, removed from the camps by city ordinance in late 1907, were moved onto individual lots and remodeled into permanent homes, some of which still dot the landscape today, if you know where to look.

  By 1913, there was a public outcry to clear the makeshift horse-car community near the beach, and most of these vehicles were moved to other locations and/or heavily remodeled to disguise their origins. What was left in Carville-by-the-Sea was soon abandoned, and the community essentially came to an end on the Fourth of July that year when the remaining relics were burned in a huge civic-minded bonfire.

  While some parts of the Richmond District were dotted with pre-Fire Victorians, it was the post-1906 era that saw a building boom in the neighborhood—San Francisco was on the move. The introduction of the automobile aided this expansion, and many downtown streets were extended through the Western Addition and into the Richmond District to within steps of the Pacific Ocean.

  Soon, businesses, schools and houses of worship began to follow residents in a gradual westward migration. The San Francisco public school system went on a building spree in the early years of the twentieth century, struggling to build schools fast enough to keep pace with the growing population of children in many different parts of the city. Areas along California, Clement, Geary, Balboa and Fulton Streets became vibrant neighborhood shopping areas, dispensing everyday necessities such as ice, coal and groceries. Public transit was extended to reach the area directly from downtown, and real estate agents often cited the transit time to Market Street as a selling point in advertisements for new homes.