Tribute To Daise
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kf6rck at yahoo.com, United States,
To the web master. let me say thank you for this site, and too all of you who post thank you for your memories of your past.
As for my self I'm an historian of old San Francisco, kf6rck is my FCC call sign.
I owe my love of history to an old woman named Daise, I met Daise in the spring of 1965,she was blind and would sit on a park bench in Washington square and feed birds, she could not see. she lived through the 1906 fire, she said it was the fire that laid the city low.
In the parks people camped out and were in good mood, there was no woe is me. to put the city back took a lot of work, time and money.
All of this can be found in books, but it was her memories of the horse i can't find in a book, pulling heavy loades up the hills, slipping and being drug down the hill and to there death,or being whipped until there backs were all cut up or falling over dead frothing at the mouth from exhaustion. one day in the summer of 1966 I went to the park and Daise was gone, I did not get say thank you or good by to her. it is important that we share our memories as Daise did with me.
kf6rck at yahoo.com, United States,
To the web master. let me say thank you for this site, and too all of you who post thank you for your memories of your past.
As for my self I'm an historian of old San Francisco, kf6rck is my FCC call sign.
I owe my love of history to an old woman named Daise, I met Daise in the spring of 1965,she was blind and would sit on a park bench in Washington square and feed birds, she could not see. she lived through the 1906 fire, she said it was the fire that laid the city low.
In the parks people camped out and were in good mood, there was no woe is me. to put the city back took a lot of work, time and money.
All of this can be found in books, but it was her memories of the horse i can't find in a book, pulling heavy loades up the hills, slipping and being drug down the hill and to there death,or being whipped until there backs were all cut up or falling over dead frothing at the mouth from exhaustion. one day in the summer of 1966 I went to the park and Daise was gone, I did not get say thank you or good by to her. it is important that we share our memories as Daise did with me.
1 Comments:
It's funny you telling the story about Daise, I owe my love of modern history to gentleman who was kind enough to tell me about some of his experiences when he first came to the United States as a young boy in the 30's from Poland and how hard, frightening but at the same time a big adventure coming to a new country at 7 years old with very little english spoken between the family , as you say books can never replace real life experiences from people telling it how they remember it maybe not always factualy correct because our memories play tricks on us , that does not mean the memories are wrong ( a good example was a memory posted by somebody about M*A*S*H who remembered it as being from the Vietnam War ( wrong I know but no less important because that is the time they associated with the TV series.
Thank you once again for taking the time to post your memory kf6rck
Steve
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