Good Morning Jones Street

Meet the New Frisco
Meet the New Frisco

I woke up this morning to find this peaceful slumberer outside my window. As they remodel the old apartments next door and turn them into million dollar condos or $4200 a month one bedroom rentals, life in the streets goes on.

I hope he woke up naturally and not by a two by four being thrown over the side.

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Season's Greetings. The landlord thought that posting this xeroxed piece of paper would solve the homeless and trash problem once and for all.
Season’s Greetings. The landlord thought that posting this xeroxed piece of paper would solve the homeless and trash problem.

Probably the most difficult thing we do this time of year is decide which photo to use on our holiday greeting cards. I am blessed to have so many to choose from this Christmas.

It has been exactly one year since our landlords Vince Young, Leslie Young, and the Young Family Trust dba as 946 Jones LLC tried to evict my upstairs neighbor Jim and me. It was an owner move in eviction which was illegal because I was a senior.

My landlords and their counsel knew this but, as with most eviction profiteers who count on people not knowing their rights, sometimes the intimidation alone is enough to get someone out. When I officially notified them of my protected status they withdrew those evictions.

They then said that they “had no choice” but to evict everyone in the building under the Ellis Act. Vince Young wanted the building to move in his elderly father, his caretakers and other assorted cousins and relatives.  He told the other tenants he had to do the Ellis evictions because I had failed to cooperate in the first round. Nice touch blaming me for his greed.

Despite the existence of five empty units, over the last year there have been no signs of Vince Young, Leslie Young or any other assorted Youngs moving in. Nor has there been any construction on the new elevator he said they would be installing to get the father to his third floor unit.

My guess is the elevator isn’t in yet because the construction workers couldn’t get their equipment past the garbage in the doorway.


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Life on Dirty, Filthy Nob Hill

Yesterday I turned the corner into my entry way and about six pigeons flew out at me. They had been down nesting in the corner. Hell, why not, everyone else has.

Vince Young has said he plans to move his family in but it has been eight months and nothing has happened. And five of the seven units remain unoccupied.

In the 39 years I’ve lived here it has never looked this bad. But when neglected buildings are allowed to stand derelict and there is no occupant activity, this is what happens.

If you want a good feel for Mayor Ed Lee’s San Francisco all you need to do is look at the two people sleeping on the pavement in front of an apartment building that has twenty empty rooms.

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