Happy fourth! Or, happy four miles.
According to Google Maps, a walking path cuts through the lower half of Jefferson Square Park as Octavia Street, linking Golden Gate Avenue with Turk Street. However, at the time of the walk, this segment was closed, fenced off, and undergoing construction. Ergo, I had to spontaneously course-correct, which led to the disproportionately large “O” encircling the entire perimeter of Jefferson Square Park. To compensate, I shortened the horizontal portion of the “r” such that the walk ended in the same place as mapped.
The large “O” reminds me of a story my mom told me from her childhood. She grew up in Orange County, California, and near her house was a freeway entrance to Interstate 5. The entrance sign listed San Diego as the control city; however, the “o” had peeled off, directing drivers to “San Dieg”. My mom and her sisters decided to take matters into their own hands. Late one night, they traced out an “o” on a piece of cardboard and cut it out with the intention of rectifying the incomplete spelling of “San Diego” by gluing it to the sign. As their effort was underway, police arrived on the scene and confronted them. They left the scene with no consequence, having successfully completed their mission. The cardboard “o” remained on the sign for quite some time until the entire sign was replaced. However, they had miscalculated the required size of the “o” and had accidentally made it too large. Consequently, for a while, drivers taking Interstate 5 to the south would be reminded that they were headed to San DiegO.