History
Service at this station began on May 27, 1976, three years after the other San Francisco stations. The station was not part of the original plans for the system. As a result of increasing development in the lower Market Street area, the basic structure of the station was added into the construction of the Market Street subway, anticipating a later opening. The later opening resulted in Embarcadero having a much different design than the other three Market Street stations.
Embarcadero originally was the terminus for all of the Muni Metro lines, but in 1998 a new extension was opened along the Embarcadero and to the Caltrain station at 4th and King Streets. Service along that extension was originally provided by the E Embarcadero line, which ran between Embarcadero Station and the Caltrain station. The N Judah line was later extended along the new extension to replace the E line. On April 7, 2007, the T Third Street line replaced the N line along this route, but N line service was reinstated on June 30, 2007 to serve alongside the T.
Since at least 1992 the station was serenaded by the "Jazz Man" Ronald Brewington. He would play saxophone for commuters and entertain them with conversation and charm. For Christmas Brewington would give out Christmas cards to passengers stating "You are my Carnegie Hall". This claimed to be Garrick Sherrod, however that was an identity he had stolen. The Jazz Man was actually a fugitive from Albuquerque facing capital murder charges stemming from the 1987 murder of his wife Diedre. He was arrested at a BART station in 2012 and extradited to New Mexico.
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