November 25, 1967: Girls, girls, girls?

Letter postmarked November 30, 1967 (Part 3):

This is Part 3 of the letter postmarked November 30. This part covers Saturday, November 25, 1967.

Saturday morning David Wayne went to the zoo again and the adults stayed home and watched TV and just plain enjoyed each other. I guess that it had been so long since David Wayne had had a child to play with that he wanted to stay with Ginger all of the time. And she was good with him. Anyway, I let her keep him Saturday night while we went out on the town.

[Yet another trip to the zoo for just me and Ginger (assuming I didn't go by myself). No injuries or other incidents reported, so that's good. Now let's see what kind of trouble the adults got into Saturday night.]

First, we went to the top of the Fairmont Hotel (which is the thing now - it used to be the "top of the Mark" Hopkins Hotel). This place is all glass at the top and it was just beautiful looking at the lights of San Francisco and the bay. We rode down on an outside glass elevator!

[A quick internet search seems to indicate that Top of the Mark has regained its spot at the thing in San Francisco.]

[Mom did save several mementos from this trip to San Francisco, starting with a couple of swizzle sticks (drink stirrers) from the Fairmont Hotel. Here's a picture of them with the obligatory quarter for scale. In case you can't read the text on them, it says "Fairmont Hotel and Tower - Atop Nob Hill - San Francisco."]

[The next item Mom saved is a cocktail napkin from the Fairmont Hotel. This one has drawings of several of the notable sites around San Francisco, such as the Golden Gate Bridge, Coit Tower, Candlestick Park (demolished in 2015), and Alcatraz. The next two pictures are scans of that napkin.]

Next we went to the show at Finocchio's - all female impersonators. I have never laughed so much in my life. These "girls" were really funny and some looked so good as women I just couldn't believe it. Mary (Cliff's wife) and I just loved the show, but Dave and Cliff were not impressed.

[Just the thought of Dad sitting uncomfortably through a drag show cracks me up. I'm surprised he and Cliff agreed to go. Maybe they didn't know what it was before they went in. Mom did save the flyer from Finocchio. You can't really tell what it is from the front of the flyer alone, but there's no doubt if you look at the inside. Sadly, Finocchio's closed in 1999.]

After the show, we just walked the "strip," eyeing the outside pictures of the nude women in the topless shows. We could tell Cliff wanted to go to one but Dave couldn't have stood it - his eyes were already red and protruding from looking at the pictures!

[Too bad Ginger and I weren't with them on this little walk down the strip.]

[Tomorrow's segment will cover the trip back to Los Angeles.]