![]() My uncle, Pasquale Fontana, lived around the corner at 2122 Grove Street. My grandfather worked for the Southern Pacific Railroad. When I was three, I moved in with my grandparents, Lenora and Harry Corbelli, who lived in a grand old three-story Victorian home at 117 Cole Street. I was born in the Haight-Ashbury District on May 6, 1934, at 1822 Fell Street. I became part of that rich San Francisco tradition and history, and I think it would be appropriate for me to share some of my personal experiences, both growing up in San Francisco and being a “scavenger.” There has never been a work stoppage as a result of labor strife, weather, or any other reason. The City has never been without scheduled waste and/or garbage collection for well over 100 years-except for one day, April 18, 1906. I have noticed that while The Argonaut has covered almost every aspect of the City’s unique and special history, it has never referenced the San Francisco’s waste-collection services, possibly because it is not a glamorous or exciting subject, or maybe because no one pays much attention to this service. This is a rare and unique city in every aspect, and I am proud to be able to say, “I am a native son.” We have seen many changes in lifestyles, environment, and political infrastructure - and have been blessed with amazing views of hills, a magnificent bay and its bridges, extraordinary dining, and a population made up of every ethnicity in the world. As a third-generation San Franciscan, I still reside here with my wife after 80 years.
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