Crazy things happening, yo. One of the things I started doing the last couple of days is putting some song lists together of tunes I listen to on YouTube. Part of this is so I can have something to listen to as I’m walking to and from work–yes, I’m like all the other girls now with my earbuds walking to my own soundtrack–but then I thought, “Hey, you know: I have a lot of music in my novels: A lot of it,” and since I am a bit scatterbrained at times I figured it might not be a bad idea to put them all together so I can jam out on them from time to time.
Therefore, if you are interested, I have compiled all the songs that I can think of that put in an appearance in the story so far, and–SPOILERS!–this includes songs that haven’t yet appeared. They are also in chronological order, with Zoo Station–the song Vicky and Kerry flew to during his broom checkout–being first. And as you’ll see there are just over two dozen songs, with may more to come in time.
And in case anyone is wondering I also have a song list for everything that Kerry plays during Ostara, but that list is private as it has every song he plays so neener neener, you can’t have all my secrets.
With music out of the way let’s get on to the quick history lesson.
Kerry created a dream version of a place he knew outside of San Francisco: Battery Spencer.
Naturally Annie–who living in the mountains thousands of kilometers away–asks the question most people would ask:
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)
Annie looked around just a bit puzzled. “What’s that?”
“This.” Kerry stomped his bare foot on the dirty concrete. “This. This used to be part of the defense of San Francisco.” He sat on the edge of the low structure, his feet almost touching the ground. He looked at Annie as she joined him. “Back over a hundred years ago they had all these guns in place around the Golden Gate—” He pointed towards the water in front of them. “—that’s the straight there—they were here to keep out enemy ships that might try to sail in and attach the city and ports. There used to be couple of big guns here, a few more down the coast—” Kerry waved his arm to his right. “—and a bunch of them over on the south side.”
“I had no idea.” Since Annie had spent her entire life living in the mountains she couldn’t imagine living in an area where these defenses existed. “Where are they now?
The guns, I mean.”
“Scrapped. All this stuff was obsolete by the 1920s because everyone was building huge war ships and aircraft carries. They pulled the guns out of here in 1942, melted them down, and used them for other things. There’s only one gun left over on the other side by the Presidio. It’s just used for demonstrations.”
“Interesting.” She loved how animated Kerry had grown talking about something that she’s never heard him mention in all the time they’d been together. He’s proud he was able to create all this; it’s likely this place was important to him. “What’s the Presidio?”
Kerry began rocking back and for as if he were anxious to do something. “It used to be a military base that was supposed to defend the city. It was shut down a while back and the buildings sold for development. The Disney people bought one of the buildings—” He stared at the bridge with a wistful look upon his face. “That’s where my parents used to work.”
“At this Presidio?”
“Yeah. That’s where ILM has their offices.” His chuckled was almost unheard. “That’s where the Yoda statue is.” Kerry finally looked at Annie. “I had my picture taken in front of it when I was six.” He grew quiet as he turned back towards the bridge.
First, the defenses. Like Kerry said, back in the extremely late 1800–mostly in 1895–a whole lot of gun emplacements were set up overlooking the Golden Gate, the entrance to San Francisco harbor. There were, for the most part, 10 inch guns set up on platforms that allowed them to drop down for loading, then pop up for shooting. There were at least two guns at Battery Spencer, and at least a half dozen more spread down the Marion Highlands, including two that were buried inside a hill.
On the southern approach there were even more, with a few going as far down the south coast as to be almost outside of the city limit. The idea was that any enemy ships that tried getting into the harbor was gonna get blasted to hell and gone before the got too close.
By the way, Battery Chamberlain, seen in the picture above, is that “one guy left” that Kerry mentions, and there are demonstrations these days showing people how it worked.
Not only did the Golden Gate have guns, but there were hardened forts as well. There was Fort Point which was, um, on the point right there where the straight narrows, and is more well known as that building the Golden Gate Bridge goes over–
And further inside the harbor was Fort Alcatraz, which is known these days as that prison that no one could escape. These places were chock full o’ guns as well and ready to blast any bad guys who made it past the outer defenses.
Overseeing this all was the Presidio, the military installation tasked with overseeing to the protection of the city. It was put in place originally by the Spanish in 1776 and was inactivated as a military base in 1994, which made it one of the oldest active military bases in this country. It’s all parkland these days and is open to any and all.
As Kerry also pointed out, the Presidio is where his parents used to work as Industrial Light and Magic–their former employee–has their offices on the old base. On the picture above ILM occupies a few buildings in the group of four at the very right center. And in the courtyard of one of those buildings–the one at the bottom of the group–is the Yoda Fountain, where Kerry was photographed standing in front of the grumpy old puppet.
Yeah, Kerry has a lot of memories of this area and Annie prods him a little to talk–
Annie rested her hand over his. “When were you here last?”
He didn’t need any time to consider the answer. “Like the middle of June after my seventh birthday. My parents were working and my grandmother didn’t want to do a lot of walking, so it was just my grandfather and me. He brought me up here, then we went to the Nike base down the ways, and before we went home we actually walked out on the bridge.”
“You did?” Annie grew a little excited. While she’d crossed many river bridges in Europe she’s never stood on a structure as huge as the Golden Gate Bridge. “How far out did you walk?”
“Out to about a hundred or so meters beyond the north tower.” Kerry held his arm next to Annie’s face and sighted down it towards the spot he remembered. “Right about there.”
“That had to be exciting.” Remembering what Kerry was like then—the intelligent boy who only saw a certain Chestnut Girl in his dreams once in a while but knew her presence meant he had someone with whom he could talk for what seemed like most of a day—she imagined he felt a combination of exhilaration and fear as he walked out on the bridge. “What was it like?”
“Windy.” He laughed. “And chilly, but you dress for that around here. I remember how far down the water seemed: like eighty meters or so.” He glanced at Annie. “Not so far these days, huh?”
She gave him a slow shrug. “It is if you fall.”
“And what is this Nike base you mentioned?”
Yeah, what is that Nike base you mentioned. Well, I’ll mention that tomorrow–along with a dirty little secret Kerry figured out about Annie. Will it change his perception of Annie? Ummm, probably not, but he’ll have fun pointing it out.