Lot Essay
The present work initially illustrated the November 16, 1957 issue of The Saturday Evening Post alongside the following description: "That nimble blue water is the Golden Gate—so, one guess at the name of the bridge. Fishes wishing to leave San Francisco Bay to take a spin in the Pacific swim past from left to right, and they'd better keep swimming or they'll wind up in a tin pail. To the left across the water: San Francisco, plus the New York Giants. The house is a lighthouse and the cables keep it from taking off for a sail someday; for the wind she blow like the dickens around here, singing forever through the great steel harp strings of the bridge. John Falter, who says he is something less than a superb sailor, has helped crew sailboats out through the Gate a few times, and usually has been delighted to regain dry land. The tides and billows outside the Gate are terrible cutups now and then." (The Saturday Evening Post, November 16, 1957, p. 3)