ghost of SF past?

Say hi to Edward.

I was sitting on the sidewalk in Noe Valley, guarding my friend Erin's furniture as she moved from one flat to another, when Edward rode up on his gorgeous old Raleigh. He grew up in the Upper Haight, and lived there during the neighborhood's hey-day of the 60's and 70's, when people left their doors open, and bikes unlocked on the front porch.

Ah, the good ol' days! Where have they gone?