I was walking around the town I grew up in with Miss (Laurel) Peterson, my "pre-first" teacher (one of the only teachers I liked before 10th grade). Somehow we were the same age. The town may have been post-apocalyptic, or we both may just have been bummed out to be there. I asked her where she was from and she said "San Francisco." I said "I've always thought that was a better place for girls to grow up than for boys."