📷 Left my guppie life in DC behind and soft-retired to SF in 1990. I was 33. A Kiwi friend invited me visit. I did just after #LomaPrieta, Thanksgiving, 1989. Fell in love on the ride in from SFO. The palms along Dolores Avenue—Paradise—Eureka and that.

Next Spring, I was feeling my way around gay SF, the Castro. Never did fit in there. Here, a back yard party so boring I took an auto-portrait with Heineken. Within a year I was a #MissionQueer. 🔥