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It’s 8:02 a.m., 56° and going to only 60°. We know the fog is just a tease, and by noon the sun will shine and we will all be sunbathing — if only for an hour. What you may not know: The average high for today is 69, so it’s fine to complain. Details are here.

Good news for all of the many barbershops and hair salons in the Mission District — haircutting is thriving, according to a report in the New York Times.

Here’s a snippet:

The Census Bureau recently noted their jump in an otherwise glum report about mom-and-pop businesses, stating that the number of hairdressers and barbers and the shops they work in grew by about 8 percent from 2008 to 2009, one of the few industries to register growth in a tough economic climate…. “We don’t have to worry about someone flying to China to get their hair cut,” said Charles Kirkpatrick, director of the National Association of Barber Boards of America.

Even Pacific Heights can seem too far to travel for a haircut.

Stewart Oksenhorn writes about his favorite Grateful Dead/Jerry Garcia songs and includes “Mission in the Rain,” calling it “an interior monologue of searching for release and redemption”:

…there is so much at stake here — “You know I’m ready to give everything for anything I take” — that it becomes spiritual, practically a gospel song. The lyric centers on resignation (”No matter what comes down/ The Mission always looks the same”; “It was midnight in the Mission/ And the bells were not for me”), but Garcia’s chords in the chorus have an ascending pattern, and the suggestion of uplift is echoed in the line, “There’s some satisfaction in the San Francisco rain.”

This is also a great evocation of place; you can feel the mist and moisture of a winter’s day in San Francisco’s Mission District. If I were a San Franciscan, I’d probably love this song even more.

Read more here.

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Founder/Executive Editor. I’ve been a Mission resident since 1998 and a professor emeritus at Berkeley’s J-school since 2019 when I retired. I got my start in newspapers at the Albuquerque Tribune in the city where I was born and raised. Like many local news outlets, The Tribune no longer exists. I left daily newspapers after working at The New York Times for the business, foreign and city desks. Lucky for all of us, it is still there.

As an old friend once pointed out, local has long been in my bones. My Master’s Project at Columbia, later published in New York Magazine, was on New York City’s experiment in community boards.

Right now I'm trying to figure out how you make that long-held interest in local news sustainable. The answer continues to elude me.

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