City by the bay, fog city, SF, the city, but please, never 'Frisco
I was born in 1971 somewhere out in the desert in Nevada. My mother had gone home to be with her mother when she had me. Story has it that my father kicked my grandmother out of the hospital the night I was born. She was driving him crazy. It was stormy, summer, and I was a month late. In San... Sign in to see full entry.