The day after Labor Day, September 4, 1990, I boarded the 38 Geary bus, at the corner of my street in the Richmond District....
...and arrived at 685 Market Street, aka The Monadnock Building. The bus let me off right in front of the building, and I took it as a really great omen that my commute was literally door to door. The Monadnock Building has an interesting history in and of itself. Located next door to the fabled Palace Hotel, it was under construction when the 1906 quake hit. The Palace sustained extensive damage. When the fires began to ravage downtown, they tried to dynamite the Monadnock, in order to create a fire break. The building refused to come down. Needless to say, I felt very safe there. My new job was on the 6th floor, starting at the right corner and going about halfway. The Monadnock housed several law firms, the County Law Library, a modern art gallery and American Indian Museum.
Suite 690 was home to Burnstein & Walker (for whom I worked), and sole practitioners Rich Pearl, Jerry Langer and Bernie Wolf, plus their staff.
Here's the little law library in our office, which would eventually become my office too.
Looking east down Market Street, towards the Ferry Building.
That's Catherine's office. When I sat at the reception desk, this was the view to my left.
With one last glance up Market....
And a last glance down Market....
.....we moved to Fifth Street in West Berkeley.
West Berkeley is a much older, residential and somewhat rundown neighborhood, although it was undergoing revitalization at the time we moved.
A much airier office space too.
Shattuck Avenue, in the heart of downtown. UC Berkeley (aka Cal) is a block away.
My desk at the Addison Street offices.
It was a lovely location, but my commute became ultra hellishly long.
Swanky new offices built per Andy's specifications.
My desk in Orinda.