I lived in San Francisco in the late '80s. The Marina District. I miss it. A lot.
So I paid a visit to the old neighborhood. Amazingly, there was a parking spot on the shopping street. With free-on-Sundays meters. That's like stumbling across a fist-size nugget of gold. (I didn't take more photos, because I didn't want to look like, ug, a tourist.)
A sad moment was driving up Highway 101 and seeing Candlestick Park be demolished. I watched the SF Giants and Montana-era Niners play there from the nosebleed seats. Sigh. At least the Cow Palace is still standing.