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Friday night was the best night to riot in Berkeley. Friday nights you could take a breather from the relentless academics of the school week, let off a little steam and perhaps do something good for the world. To that end students at Cal had deemed the romantic French students … Continue reading
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How do you talk about suicide when you don’t … when you can’t … understand it? How do you feel about a friend who’s as close to you as a brother and voluntarily goes where none return? How do you say … Continue reading
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In the spring of 1962, after he’d served for a little better than a year, President John F. Kennedy came to Berkeley to give a speech … and eighty-eight thousand people came to see and hear him. Hollywood handsome, a war hero, sophisticated and rich, JFK and his wife Jackie brought style, glamor and a couple … Continue reading
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Sometimes everything comes at you all at once. Take my first year at Berkeley. That’s when a veritable avalanche of circumstance, happenstance and random choice crashed down on me all at once … and just as I was starting to try to scale my very own mountain of life. Karma probably played … Continue reading
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Suddenly I realized I couldn’t breathe. Through the thick veil of smoke I could see firemen in astronaut-like suits and yellow hardhats running around tending to urgent chores. I could see their hoses twisted and tangled on the hall steps like monstrous snakes. … Continue reading
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Following the nervous breakdown and unexpected departure of our unfortunate landlady, the Rat F**k virus that had infested Durant Place lay in remission … but after a few short weeks it reared its ugly head once again. It manifested in the guise of innocent pastimes … like dropping giant water filled balloons from … Continue reading
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The Coke machine caper was pulled-off with exemplary military precision. The caper’s commandos, a dozen or so strong, stood assembled in stocking feet on the second floor landing, straws in hand and ready for action … ready to make Rat F**k history in Durant Place. We were ready to the take-down of the … Continue reading
FINDING MY WAY 