Golden Gate Bridge: rogue cupid crime scene.
The Golden Gate Bridge is the ultimate visual symbol of San Francisco. But for two unfortunate pedestrians last week, the bridge will always represent a very physical memory -- in the form of 5-inch blow darts shot by an unseen person. Hard to imagine what the motivation could have been for this nasty attack... too much to hope that it was simply a two-day early Valentine Cupid assault, to be followed by a meet-cute news item of stranger blow-dart victims coupled up?
A day out circa 1930s, Golden Gate Bridge view.
Postcard, postmarked 1950, a message from two Bobs to another Bob.
This 1950s postcard image shows the bridge in glorious saturation -- place memory in mid-century Technicolor. The note is addressed to a Bob in Portland, Oregon, sent from "Bob & Bob" in San Francisco. One of the Bobs writes: "The usual -- having you know what." Were Bob and Bob having "a wonderful time," or is "you know what" something more interesting, an in-joke among Bobs?!
Bridge view, card-folded Kodak photo paper, note dated 1982.
This image was used as a holiday card. I dug it out of some miscellaneous photo box at a collectible shop a while back, and bought it when it shockingly occurred to me that, at nearly forty years old, it was edging into Antique View status.
Whoever the recipient was, the senders very much wanted them to join their "Xmas Eve supper party" -- badly. There are two postscripts urging their attendance, with the second preempting any demurrals: "Remember we will call for you and return you home...", and softening it with "So, if you're in the mood, join us. And Ruth." (The promise of Ruth seems to be their last desperate bid.) But really, would these card senders accept not-being-in-the-mood as a legitimate excuse? I doubt it. They sound too strenuously well-meaning. I'm guessing that the recipient, probably a solitary entity for one reason or another, just wanted to stay home alone with a bottle of wine or two -- but likely caved to good intentions.