If You're Going To San Francisco

Photo courtesy of Joanne Olivieri




Margie: Edna, look at this lovely picture our friend, Joanne, just sent me. She knows how much I've always wanted to see that bridge. I've seen it in the moving pictures and I always wanted to be there and to hear the foghorns. Well, I can't say I like those foghorns now because you blowing your nose makes the same sound.

Anyway, Jo says you'd never believe how many women have met their future husbands on that bridge. Seems the women climb up there and threaten to jump until a nice fireman gets them to come down. Sister, what do you think about me going out there for a visit?

Edna:  Margie, if you want to climb up on that bridge then you go right ahead.  I surely won't stop you.  But how are the firemen supposed to see you in all that fog?

Margie: Edna, I can swirl my dress tail and that fog will blow away in the wind. Look what I'll see when that happens.