In Search of Old San Francisco

It’s been a long time since I visited San Francisco. Back in my younger days it seemed like I went up there every couple of years. The Left Coast Crime Conference was held in San Francisco this year and it gave my wife and I an opportunity to make a return visit. After the conference was over, we spent a couple of days revisiting the city.

One of the things we like to do when we travel is to seek out the old stuff—restaurants, bookstores, parks and buildings that act as cultural repositories for the city’s soul, its living history.

The Sentinel Building (1906) with Transamerica Pyramid (1972) in background

With that in mind, one of the first places we visited was the City Lights Bookstore, leftover from a time when bookstores played a major role in the cultural life of our cities, a place where readers, writers, artists, intellectuals, and other movers and shakers would meet. City Lights is best known its role in San Francisco’s social and political movements in the second half of the twentieth century. First opened by poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti in 1953 the store, and its publishing arm, became ground zero for the Beat movement after publishing Allan Ginsberg’s Howl and Other Poems, the first volume in its ongoing Pocket Poets Series.

Best of all, City Lights is still in the same location and still going strong. And it’s still a place where you can “participate in that ‘great conversation’ between authors of all ages, ancient and modern.” (Ferlinghetti)

Quotes on banners from Pity the Nation (After Khalil Gibran) by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
City Lights is still publishing the Pocket Poets Series, adding new volumes every year.
Climb the stairs, grab a book of poems and have a read. It’s encouraged.
Little known fact—I have a B.A. in Creative Writing with a specialty in Poetry. Here I am checking out a fellow poet’s verses.

The weather was nice so we spent a few hours at the San Francisco Botanical Garden and the Japanese Tea Garden in Golden Gate Park.

The Botanical Garden boasts nearly 9,000 different kinds of plants from around the world, of which these are only a few.
Built for the California Midwinter International Exposition of 1894, this is oldest public Japanese garden in the United States.
A stop at the tea house. Did you know fortune cookies were actually invented in Japan? You can read the story here.
I appreciate an affirmation, in any form.

For dinner we went to Tadich Grill, the oldest continuously run restaurant in California (third oldest in the United States). Established in 1849 by Croation immigrants, it’s a European-style bistro featuring a long wooden bar, white-linen service and an old-fashioned, but still delicious, grill menu. It manages to be both classy and a lot of fun. You rarely find places like this anymore (especially in California).

Located in the financial district, the classic neon sign and warm interior light invite you in.
You can reserve a table but the bar is where all the action is.
Looking forward to a new old dining experience.

Not all of our adventures were historical. We got a glimpse of the future when we rode in a Waymo self-driving taxi.

Are we sure we want to do this?

Here’s sixteen seconds of our journey from inside the taxi. The future is here. We’ll have to get used to it.

And last, but not least, we made a visit to the Musée Mécanique, with its wondrous machines from the past, including this Mighty Wurlitzer player piano.

Reuben the Guide

He perceived the foolishness of men as keenly as anyone I ever knew, and without malice. 

The Deadly Stingaree, Chapter 5
Reuben the Guide

While researching the historical veracity of The Deadly Stingaree I came upon the photograph at the left. It’s of a man known as Reuben the Guide who, according to the caption, led wagon tours to the Pt. Loma Light House and Tijuana in the late 1800s. It wasn’t much to go on but it did confirm the existence of this historical San Diegan, a man who could certainly have been friends with the story’s hero, Johnny Cong.

And that was all I knew about Reuben. Until now. Recently, while catching up on episodes of Ken Kramer’s great KPBS show, About San Diego, I saw a familiar photo flash on screen. It was Reuben!

As it turns out, local genealogist and historian Yvette Porter-Moore has done a great deal of research on Reuben. His real name was Reuben Williams and he was something of a local, state and even national legend. Obituaries appeared in newspapers as far as Washington state when he died.

An article entitled Just Over the Line in an 1894 Sunday edition of the San Francisco Chronicle describes a trip to Tia Juana with Reuben as guide. It’s a long article, which you can read by clicking on the thumbnail of the page on the left. Here’s what it has to say about Reuben:

Drawing of Reuben (which appears to be taken from the photograph) in the San Francisco Chronicle.

“The interesting character of Tia Juana is Reuben, the guide. His other name is Williams, but he does not consider it a nice name and has dropped it. He likes to be considered a Mexican, but he is really a full-blooded African. Forewarned tourists address him as a Mexican and then Reuben cannot do enough for them. He is the most picturesquely dressed individual in town. He, and he alone, wears a sombrero, and two months ago married an Indian woman. His comments on the passing landscape are very humorous as he stands on the steps of the bus and rolls his eyes. Reuben alone is worth the price of the trip, for one who has compressed sixty years of life into thirty, for one can live fast even in Tia Juana.”

In his manner and style the Reuben who appears in The Deadly Stingaree bears a strong resemblance to the man described in the Chronicle article. One interesting item from the article above is that he “married an Indian woman.” As readers of The Deadly Stingaree may remember, Reuben swears off marriage in his conversations with Johnny Cong. The Chronicle article appeared three years after the events depicted in the book so perhaps Reuben had a change of heart!

For more information and stories about Reuben, read Yvette’s article here.

California’s First Female Lawyer

“I am Mrs. Clara Foltz, the owner and editor of the San Diego Daily Bee. I must have access to your wagon.”

The Deadly Stingaree, Chapter 7, The Bank Mob

So begins the introduction of Johnny Cong, the protagonist of The Deadly Stingaree, to a remarkable and important figure in California’s history. Clara Shortridge Foltz (July 16, 1849 – September 2, 1934) was a crusading journalist and the first female lawyer on the West Coast of the United States. She pioneered of the idea of a public defender’s office.

Clara Shortridge Foltz, circa 1900

Abandoned by her husband and raising five children, Mrs. Foltz moved to San Diego during the land rush of the late 1880s. Here in San Diego she worked as an attorney and political orator. She founded, published and wrote for one of the city’s leading newspapers, the San Diego Daily Bee.

Her time in San Diego was short-lived, but her later life in California included many historic firsts:

  • first female clerk for the State Assembly’s Judiciary Committee
  • first woman appointed to the State Board of Corrections
  • first woman named director of a major bank
  • first woman to run for Governor of California

I first learned about Mrs. Foltz and her achievements when I started my research for The Deadly Stingaree. I knew from the start she would play a key part in the book.

San Diego Bee offices downtown San Diego, late 1908

Foltz first proposed the idea of a public defender system during a speech at the 1893 Chicago World’s Fair. She wrote a number of articles on why the costs should be shouldered by the government and felt that the public defender should act as a mirror to the public prosecutor, with a similar selection process and salary. Her efforts paid off in 1913 when the state of California established the first public defender’s office in Los Angeles.

For the conviction of the accused every weapon is provided and used, even those poisoned by wrong and injustice. But what machinery is provided for the defense of the innocent? None, absolutely none.

Clara Shortridge Foltz, from her speech at the 1893 Chicago World’s Fair.

In honor of her important contributions to the justice system, The Criminal Courts Building in downtown Los Angeles is now known as the Clara Shortridge Foltz Criminal Justice Center.

Clara Shortridge Foltz Criminal Justice Center, Los Angeles, CA

Christmas Music 2025

I’m trying to write a new Christmas/Holiday song every year. My alternative to sending cards. Here’s this year’s edition, an instrumental bit of holiday musical cheer I’m calling Santa’s Workshop.

Here’s a music-only version without all those distracting visuals 🙂

In the Christmas spirit yet? Check out some of my earlier seasonal musical compositions:

The Great Hiatus

The Death of Sherlock Holmes at Reichenbach Falls by Sidney Paget
The Return of Sherlock Holmes by Sidney Paget

My latest book, The Deadly Stingaree, takes place in 1891. Which just happens to be the first year of what is known as The Great Hiatus of Sherlock Holmes.

What was The Great Hiatus you might ask? Well, it’s the time between what was believed to be Sherlock Holmes’ death as described by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle in The Final Problem and Holmes’ reappearance in The Adventure of the Empty House many years later. The Final Problem was published in 1893 but the events described in the story took place in 1891, after which Holmes disappears for a number of years. But where did he go?

When Holmes reveals himself to Dr. Watson in The Final Problem, he tells Watson, “You may have read of the remarkable explorations of a Norwegian named Sigerson, but I am sure that it never occurred to you that you were receiving news of your friend.”

The narrator of The Deadly Stingaree, Johnny Cong, meets a man who identifies himself as “John Sigerson” and tells Cong that he is a Norwegian explorer who has come to San Diego to recover from a somewhat mysterious illness he refers to as lethargy. As we learn later in the story, Mr. Sigerson hardly lacks for energy and enthusiasm. He shows no signs of a lethargic condition.

Which brings us to the question. Could Sherlock Holmes have visited San Diego in 1891? We know from the literature that he wasn’t in England and that the timeline of The Great Hiatus makes it a possibility.

Over the course of the book the narrator provides some additional information that connects the mysterious Mr. Sigerson to Sherlock Holmes. But you’ll need to read The Deadly Stingaree to find out more.