Back in 2009, rumors rippled through Fisherman's Wharf that Gregory Jacobs -- one of two men who earned a living by toting foliage, springing out from behind it with a shout, scaring the bejeesus out of tourists, and asking for a tip -- was dead.
It wasn't so, however. Paramedics resuscitated him from what was, by his count, his ninth heart attack. He returned to his act on the wharf, where he wasn't exactly welcomed back with open arms: "Gregory was a jerk," wharfinger Hedley Prince told SF Weekly in '09. "Nobody's going to miss Gregory, that's for sure."
Now we can put that to the test.