By Carl Nolte : sfchronicle – excerpt
Cover art from the archives
We are losing it, aren’t we? The city we came to love. San Francisco. We are losing it, bit by bit, day by day. The word that Macy’s is planning to close its flagship store on Union Square is another clear sign. The place we used to call the City, as if there were no other, is fading away. And we won’t see it again…
Macy’s is more than a big store. It’s the anchor of the Union Square shopping area, our Fifth Avenue, our Rodeo Drive, our Miracle Mile. There was an ice rink in the square in winter and Macy’s put up a huge Christmas tree every season. One year the store advertised “the magic of Macy’s” and another year there was an uproar when the store fired the Santa Claus they had hired to spread magic to the kids. Macy’s firing Santa Claus? Holy Kris Kringle! That was almost as unthinkable as Macy’s leaving San Francisco…
Macy’s won’t leave San Francisco right away. First, the company wants to find a buyer for the property. It’s economics, of course: The property is worth more than the business. So the store will stay open and gradually fade away, like an old photograph.
That’s the way change happens to cities. Slowly, bit by bit, so you hardly notice. That’s what’s happening to San Francisco.
San Francisco was all a myth anyway: Dashiell Hammett, Bill Saroyan, John Steinbeck, Jack Kerouac, Tony Bennett, Herb Caen. They invented it. Writers said San Francisco was one of three story cities (New York and New Orleans were the other two).
The city had character. And characters. Remember the NO SEX guy at Powell and Market? The sidewalk musician who called himself the Automatic Human Juke Box? The siren that went off every Tuesday at noon? The identical Brown Twins who graced downtown streets? The grand funeral at Grace Cathedral for Jose Sarria, the drag queen and gay rights pioneer? A ceremony “fit for an empress,” the Chronicle said. Only in San Francisco…
Then something changed, like the air going out of a balloon. Not all at once. Slowly… (more)