First part of January,1964 I was walking down a street in San Francisco
and a woman in a building two or three stories up in that building, she
wolf whistled out the window at me.I walked on down the street and I got
on one of those cable cars and rode it on down to the bottom of Market
Street or Powell Street (I don't really remember the name of that
street) and I helped push that cable car around on the turn table so it
could go back up the street.That was about forty four years ago.Them
wimmins don't wolf whistle at me anymore.
cuhulin