On February 20 of 1993, we went to the Atlanta Airport to pick up Dad... He had flown solo, without my Mom, from Amsterdam/The Netherlands.
On Sunday, right after Mass, when serving a cup of coffee in our veranda, I sat on Dad's lap...
Handing him a belated Birthday Gift (for January 4th) + Father's Day gift in the form of a ticket to fly with me on February 27, via Detroit to San Francisco, as I had to do some training for Campbell Soup at the Pescadero farm in Santa Cruz.
Dad cried, and that's something; considering that he never has been a person, able to show his emotions!
Only at our final visit he showed TRUE JOY when we walked into the door!
That did both of us so good and with his passing shortly afterward, we had peace of mind.
There are 3 hours in time difference and with our stop-over in Detroit, we had to get up at 5:00 AM for driving to the Atlanta Airport, park the car and then check in for our 9:50 flight to Detroit.
Arriving finally in San Francisco around 14:00.
Here I stopped with my Dollar rental car from the San Francisco Airport, driving to our Holiday Inn, North Point.
Dad was so in awe with this masterpiece of the Golden Gate Bridge!
The weather was pleasant and Dad even needed his sunglasses...
One has to be in awe by the view of those HUMONGOUS cables!
It as so worth it for driving the 101 north and then turning back, so Dad could SEE all this...
Next day, on February 28, I got us a ticket for the GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE SAN FRANCISCO BAY CRUISE.
For Dad, I got the German language narration, that made him very happy!
Now we're going under the majestic Golden Gate Bridge by boat...
Looking at the Golden Gate Bridge from below...
Dad loved listening to all the German spoken information!
What a sight that bridge as we leave it behind...
California is a rugged State and has lots of interesting views.
Alcatraz Island is coming in sight... with the famous Alcatraz prison.
Nearing Alcatraz Island
That Alcatraz prison is quite a dreary sight...
The Alcatraz Island is 22 acres or 9 hectare and is 1.5 mile or 2.01 km offshore.
Dad at the San Francisco Wharf, he was so grateful as he hugged my shoulders as he cried again...
Letting me know that this gift was well received!
Once more, Dad had gotten emotional when I told him that this would be as close as he could possibly get to his younger brother in Broken Hill, NSW-Australia... a brother who's Birthday it was that day!
Dad never dared to go visit him, flying from The Netherlands.
Sure, if I had gone with him; he would have!
We walked to Saints Peter and Paul Church and attended 'half' a Mass, in Italian, since we had no time schedule...
Post card photograph above by Willow Schneider and Carl Bondinell
Then we walked through the city of San Francisco to Union Square and Powell Street and back by Cable Car to the Fisherman's Wharf.
That was a special experience for my Dad, to ride the real San Francisco Cable Car...
View from our Holiday Inn over the Fisherman's Wharf with the Marriott hotel across from us...
Stay tuned for next section.
Related link:
Pieter J.C. Vedder was the BEST TEACHER in Bridging the Gap between Research and Grower | Pieter's photo from San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge...
From Santa Cruz to San Francisco for the Weekend | previous post by me with cable car picture and about our trip to Alcatraz Island