While we were in San Francisco, California this past spring, we met up with Jake’s cousin’s Mollie, Annie & Toby. We had such a nice time catching up with our family and meeting young Toby for the first time. We went to a nice little restaurant for dinner and a few beers. As Mollie described her job as the Programming Director at a local Seniors Center called Stepping Stone, Jake & I thought it would be a fun idea to volunteer to play some music for her center. Mollie helped us borrow an acoustic guitar from a friend of hers that has a 60’s Beatles Tribute band for a few hours on Monday afternoon.
Stepping Stone is in the heart of San Francisco. Right near the Yerba Buena Gardens, close to the fancy W and around the corner from a cute little Pete’s Coffe, sits a well used building that holds daily activities and lunches for a great many of San Francisco’s Senior population. Mollie said that San Francisico has the highest number of Seniors in the country. She really enjoys her job and I thought it was an amazingly fulfilling environment.
We didn’t bother with a microphone or even any other amplification. We just stood in the corner and belted out our best oldies from the 1930’s, 1940’s and 1950’s. These fine folks at the Stepping Stone clapped along, sang along and smiled the widest grins. Many of the visitors are actually from Asian countries and English is their second language. The best way to communicate with them was through song. Mollie said that several of their visitors actually have physical ailments that prohibit motion in their arms or legs. Yet somehow, they were toe tapping and hand clapping along to “Hound Dog” and singing along to the “Sea of Love”.
Thanks to cousin Mollie for an amazingly fulfilling afternoon. When we’re back in San Francisco, we would love to perform at the Stepping Stone again.
Jake and I spent ten days in San Francisco a couple years ago when his cousin Annie and Mike got married. We really enjoyed the city and took advantage of our time there making it a trip of a lifetime. I’m really glad that we hit the majority of the places that we wanted to see while we were out there. I would have been bummed out if my only experience in San Francisco was three hours long. It is a great city. Very European in feel and the people are so friendly. We had originally hoped to meet Jake’s niece Meg for a bite to eat while we were there. Unfortunately, she had an emergency at the school and was unable to get the day off. I guess it all works out for the best though as we had a very short turn around in San Francisco. The crew was late getting off the ship and we only had a few hours to get to the bank, the grocery store, find a warmer sweater and get a bite to eat. I started looking up directions to the bank and grocery on my iPhone and off we walked. I also called my mom so that I could kill two birds with one stone. Challenge with talking and walking without the map is, we walked past the street we were supposed to turn around on and ended up going the wrong way. So, I hung up with my Mom and started to look up the map again. Just then a really nice lady offered to help us with directions and got us back on the right path. We found our way to the bank and store and handled our transactions quickly. From there, we walked over to Fisherman’s Warf to grab a bite to eat and do a little touring around. On Pier 39 I found a nice green San Francisco sweatshirt with some warm fuzzy wool on the inside. I knew I would need some warmer clothing once we got to Alaska. From there, we wandered around the Pier, bought some fresh fruit and had a nice Anchor beer on draft. We had just enough time to buy some taffy and get our butt’s back to the ship.