The Heartbreak of Selling My San Francisco Home
After five generations, our family is saying good-bye
It’s a short, uphill walk from where I’m staying on 17th Avenue to my home on 11th. Park Presidio and speeding cars headed toward the Golden Gate Bridge punctuate my progress with a pause, but soon enough the crosswalk turns green, and a robotic voice startles me. “Cross now,” it says.