Sunday, April 17, 2011

Mais ou sont les neiges d'antan?


Here we have moi about 1974, standing in front of my apartment at 226 Rose Street, located just a minute's walk from San Franciso Zen Center. I lived here nine years, being involved with music, meditation and periodic employment at the SF welfare department. Today I miss having long hair, but I must admit that the moustache and sideburns, a concession to a fashion of the times, now seem a bit silly. The hand-painted sign above the front door was the logo of the small press I operated in those years.


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