A Case for San Francisco
San Francisco. 49 square miles hugged tightly by the ocean and the bay. Her raw beauty is matched only by the raw ambition of her people.
Breathtaking views at every turn. Iconic bridges span the water. The Golden Gate, regal in its vermilion splendor, and The Bay Bridge, San Francisco’s steady workhorse.
Stroll down 2nd Street to Oracle Park or catch the Warriors at Chase Center. Cruise the streets in a driverless Waymo, sipping artisan coffee. Each moment here is defined by style, spontaneity, and a unique sense of place.
San Francisco’s architecture is stunning. It includes the greatest concentration of Victorian homes in the U.S. This is a city bold enough to build for beauty rather than just function. Edwardians, modern marvels, converted warehouses, and daring designs stand shoulder to shoulder in proud defiance of the ordinary.
Her people are diverse and worldly, fostering an incredible array of global cuisine. Brilliance gathers, fueled by proximity to Stanford and UC Berkeley, igniting a powerful tech ecosystem and abundant venture capital. Ideas spark, and dreams become reality.
The fog, always quietly lurking, sneaking its way under the Golden Gate and over the hills, cooling some neighborhoods while leaving others sunny and warm. The average temperature is 62.5˚ F. But layers matter, as temperatures can shift by 10˚F or more every day.
Some will speak disparagingly of her. They talk about her demise. But they don’t know her. You see, San Francisco is not her past, or even (so much) her present. She is her future. She rewards the brave, adventurous spirits who call her home. I am proud to be among them.
