Grab Bag #59
Thanksgiving history Grab Bag (the Woody has Covid Edition)
Happy almost Thanksgiving. The images in the header (slightly modified by me) come from the University of San Francisco Rare Book Collection and the Loyola Marymount University Department of Archives and Special Collections. If you haven’t wasted any time browsing Calisphere, where I found both, let me encourage you to do so while Uncle Pete goes on about what's wrong with football players these days.
As per San Francisco Story Grab Bag protocol we start with...
The Grab Bag Guess Where
I don’t expect anyone to get this Grab Bag’s Guess Where. I just find it somewhat amusing that the fish and poultry department of this San Francisco supermarket (the identity of which will be revealed at the end to Friends of Woody) once sported neon on its wall reading “Fresh Killed.”
Well, this week’s big Thanksgiving/60th birthday plans have hit a snag. I contracted Covid, likely on the flight back from Brooklyn. (Nancy happily seems to have dodged it.)
I am a number of days in, on all the drugs, feeling good. I expect to be clear of Covid by this Saturday, November 29, 5–8-ish for the birthday get-together I invited you to at the Plough and Stars at 116 Clement Street.
But, just so we are are all safe and you do not accidentally have a beer at the Plough without me, I will give my status on Saturday morning to you all via email. Stay tuned!
Unfortunately, however, Woody’s Thanksgiving is shot.
So, for this Grab Bag I am firing up my time machine to check out a San Francisco Thanksgiving of the past where I won’t have Covid.
Shall we depart, dear Friends of Woody? Read on...