Whatever happened to Vincent Friia?
Indeed! For those who have lived in this city for less than ten years, you cannot imagine what a different place used to be. Vincent Friia’s parties and other “activities” are part of what was a city you would not recognize.
Melvin Belli running naked from his mansion (outer Broadway) firing a pistol at his wife who hosted a real estate show for the highest priced properties on television, Noe Valley was an affordable neighborhood that a school teacher could buy a home in. The Castro and Soma were actually neighborhoods that had REAL nightlife with clubs staying open till 7am, not places where homes could be flipped and condos could have an “edge”.
What I miss most is that it was a city that wanted to have fun, instead of a city that produces another IPO or Dwell Victorians. I am 43 years old, but am really feeling nostalgic for a city that I cannot even describe to people who move here now. Thank goodness I bought my home when this city was affordable (and it WAS!).
And speaking of affordable San Francisco real estate, from a 1995 Herb Caen column (in which Friia is referenced earlier in the piece):
At 1 a.m. Sunday, Beth (Mrs. Jim) Dunbar handed $3 to a Gate Bridge tollkeeper, who let out a noisy yawn. “Am I keeping you up?” inquired Beth. “No,” said the guardian of the gate, “but my mortgage is.”
And in terms of actually answering the question of whatever happened to Vincent Friia, unfortunately we don’t have the scoop (but perhaps a plugged-in reader or two might).