Freecycle

Packing packing packing. I posted some things to Freecycle. Stuff that shouldn't go to waste, and is indubitably not moving to the northwest with me. Emails are pouring in, and one person has already dropped by, though nobody so far wants my wooden boxes from Chinatown.

This is not as private as the old days of leaving your treasures at the Diggers' Free Store, but I remember, I remember.

What? The corner of Cole and Carl, in the Haight. 1967 or so.