Comments on: Meet Junior: Bicycle Messenger Warrior of the Mission

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By: James

James — Fri, 17 Jan 2014 02:59:50 +0000

Hey Ace!

Remember me? Biff? I was Jim’s (#2′s) good buddy (still am) and roommate. We were all at the T together back in the day (like 82-84?). With Little Joe on the mic. Jim’s doing well. Living up in Humboldt County. In fact he’s coming here this weekend. I live in Berkeley. You around? I know he’d like to see you.

By: Granny Gear

Granny Gear — Wed, 15 Jan 2014 20:23:40 +0000

“Either that or he just hung around there and acted like he worked there.”
ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!

By: Ace Backwords

Ace Backwords — Sat, 10 Aug 2013 22:11:34 +0000

Hey Jr.: Do you remember a messenger named Jimbo, aka J. R. Swanson, who used to be one of the top gravy dogs at Special T back in the ’80s? Cool guy and excellent artist as well. Always wondered what happened to him. And Crud, and Pete Moss, and Spazz, and Little Joe, and Charlie (the old dispatcher at Rocket) and the Biker Bashes and . . .

By: Ace Backwords

Ace Backwords — Sun, 04 Aug 2013 22:35:59 +0000

Amazing! Junior was the top gravy dog at Rocket Messenger Servive in 1977 when I was working there. And he was considered an “old-timer” then, having been biking since 1968. Long may you rock, Junior!

By: orko

orko — Mon, 12 Mar 2012 22:27:04 +0000

i want to smoke a j with this dude

By: Jr.

Jr. — Sun, 19 Sep 2010 16:22:02 +0000

it’s like sittin there chewing on some food and someone comes up saying thats an awsome swallow,like what??? i do that every night.It’s not the work…it’s the danger,to have survived that many stray bullets,car doors and Iowa tourists opening thier door on you,now “that”is amazing,like where would i be without me.I remember all the dead people,for whatever drove them on,but i realize none had anything in common to what brought me here,no time to be too social,but i know them all as well as anyone can.You know the traffic is full of shit,but that’s just how they are,you learn to accept what they’ve become,it’s them that have to live with it.Hey it’s been a cool 2 years summer,sad winters moving in,like what the Hell do we live in a beach community for to grunt 2 years to go to the beach 3 god damned times,all the nice girls gone to big joe cool,will i ever see the pink side of success again.Still it’s a nice job,alot of great people…i love you all

By: Jr.

Jr. — Sun, 15 Aug 2010 15:39:48 +0000

Actually my bike is a Spitfire.The muscle guy Patrick took hormones to become Patty a she-male.Aquit independent,i knew him as a guy,friendly,but as a “girl”hard to deal with.The guy at the Saloon fools alot of people.I’m not hiom,yet one night i stopped by as musicians coming in handed me a bag of equipment thinking he was me.Some honkey called up parking having them hang a pink abandoned vehickle-move it note on my truck.I told them to claim it hadn’t been moved for at “least” 3 days they’d have to have 2 street sweep tickets on me and i move it every night.I said don’t tell me a family man in the Sunset parks his car 2 blocks away 4 times a week to keep out of the 72 hour limit.All they could say was anyone is allowed to annonomously call in a complaint,and…i don’t live in that block…so i had to move it further every night to keep out of thier footdown bullshit anti-deadhead bus zone.I mean everybody thinks i live in my camper,but the door opens outward and has an exterior lock.there is no way i could sleep in it unless the tailgate at—least was down,muffled brainless fingerpointing idiots.Other than that,i’m known for many things,see you around hopefully

By: Andrew Sarkarati

Andrew Sarkarati — Mon, 26 Jul 2010 19:46:01 +0000

seriously!!!

By: Ali

Ali — Mon, 26 Jul 2010 19:39:22 +0000

Dude was right!!! http://uptownalmanac.com/2010/07/sfpd-cracking-down-cyclists-lower-haight

By: Amy

Amy — Fri, 23 Jul 2010 04:53:26 +0000

He serves my office all the time. Friendly dude.

By: Kyle Madison

Kyle Madison — Fri, 23 Jul 2010 03:16:53 +0000

“It all started when a bunch of drunk bike messengers got tired of SF police handing out $20 tickets to cyclists all the time for bullshit minor offenses, like not putting your foot down at a stop sign.”

Yeah, now cyclists don’t even stop at stop signs or even stop lights. How far we’ve come!

By: Lisa

Lisa — Fri, 23 Jul 2010 03:07:42 +0000

I remember the lady you’re talking about. Even twenty years ago, that lady and this dude were the oldest bike messengers in SF. Also, Junior worked the door at the Saloon in North Beach for a few years. Either that or he just hung around there and acted like he worked there.

I miss all the flocks of bike messengers hanging out downtown under massive clouds of weed. And whenever it rained hard, they’d all call in sick.

By: Neo Displacer

Neo Displacer — Fri, 23 Jul 2010 01:22:51 +0000

thank you for the interview with Junior. He most certainly will be the last messenger standing. I see him at my office almost daily. I work nearby too many lawyers and lawyers are the only ones who need messengers anymore. Way back in the early mid 90′s I watched him build a camper shell for his Datsun pickup with little more than a hammer and a hand saw. He used to park the thing on Folsom and 19 but it’s hardly there anymore. I think I saw it on Harrison. I think I admire this guy more than most.

By: Merlin Olsen's Sister

Merlin Olsen's Sister — Thu, 22 Jul 2010 23:43:35 +0000

NEVERMIND