On this early holiday morning, even the Golden Gate Bridge is swept clean of traffic. I’m meeting the jeweler at his house at 5:30 a.m. to participate in an annual ritual: abalone diving on Thanksgiving day.
The jeweler, Jay Cresalia, is a fifth-generation San Franciscan and an avid abalone diver, having chased Haliotis rufescens for the past 36 years. The term “chasing abalone” is somewhat tongue-in-cheek, as this shellfish is not known for speed.
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For several years I watched this character in downtown San Francisco. He seemed so out of place in the midst of such modern goings on, and yet there was something timeless about him too. I wasn’t alone in appreciating him. The response to the piece was overwhelming. The editor of the San Francisco Chronicle Magazine said it was one of their most popular pieces.
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For many Americans, the above question is not a late-night punch line, but a theological reality. It is so because President Bush has aligned himself, directly and indirectly, with the premise that he has been chosen by God to lead America. continue reading…