I lived there from 79 to 85. My workplace was right across from the footings of the Bay Bridge at Embarcaderro and Harrison. It was a converted brick warehouse and my office had huge high ceilings and big windows facing the bay and the bridge. At lunch time I would go the YMCA on Embarcaderro and from there run to Fort Mason and back every day through the throngs on Fisherman's Wharf. What a great time to live there.