2. The New Miriam Josefsohn

Ah, I see there are more of you today. Good. Mim would have liked that. My dear Mim. You should have seen her that day at the Oakland depot, when the train arrived from Portland. I know now what she must have been going through, but I hadn’t a clue then.

We were at the Southern Pacific depot, of course. Here’s a postcard from about that time. The depot ran out into the Bay, and you could get a ferry there for San Francisco. This was years before the Bay Bridge or the Golden Gate. Imagine!

Mim w...