It was a cold day in San Francisco, the winter solstice 1983. The city by the bay was about to be attacked by a military force of 21 plaster snowman. What can I say, having grown up in New England I missed winter and it didn”t look like it was going to snow anytime soon so I sent out some press releases warning the city that “”¦you can”t escape!” Continue reading “It was a cold day in San Francisco…”