Remembering the Dolores Park playground

The Fog Bender waxes poetic:

they tore down the playground at Dolores park and i’m bummed about it.

this was the place i went to countless birthday parties in my youth.

the place i would take countless dates to drink and chat on the wooden structure under the stars.

the place i would count hundreds of football sized rats running from the bushes to the big wooden boat that sat beached in the sand.

this was the place i would run off to after getting too fucked up to hang out at the bar.

i would swing on the swing set by myself and sometimes meet other people doing the same thing.

Read on for the dramatic conclusion.

[Photo by Norman Rockwell]

5 Responses to “Remembering the Dolores Park playground”

  1. Susan says:

    I am a nanny and that playground has been due for a remodel for a long time. I don’t mean to sound like a square, but the monkey bars were about ten feet off the ground and the only thing to break your fall is some sand with glass in it or some dirty condoms…playgrounds can be for everyone, but since thongs and pbr cans dominate 95% of Dolores already, let the kiddies get some play finally.

  2. GrizzledMission says:

    Look at it this way – it’ll be another opportunity to show off your S.F. OG credentials! “I remember the *old* playground. That was a real playground, none of this rubber floor, clean, fun shit they have now. Were you here then? Didn’t think so . . . “

  3. an Urban Haiku entitled:

    The Passing of The DP Playground

    I’ve chatted upon
    the wooden structure myself
    yet no more will I

    -Delegate Nerd