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Berkeley, the Sixties and Me, Part 25 … HAULING A HI-JACKED U-HAUL

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“Whoopie, now you’re a Canadian, a “Landed Immigrant” … what next?” I asked myself as I drove back to Berkeley from the consulate in SF. “How are you going to get there? And what are you going to do when you get there?” True to … Continue reading

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Berkeley, the Sixties and Me, Part 24 … TRUDEAU TO THE RESCUE

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I didn’t expect my letter to get to Canadian Prime Minister Pierre Elliot Trudeau’s desk, but like the letter I’d written to LBJ several years earlier that had redeemed my butt during basic training at Fort Ord,my plea to the top produced magic! The rhetoric of my letter was simple, straightforward and, I … Continue reading

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Berkeley, the Sixties and Me, Part 23 … CANADA CALLS

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He had a fabulous pad … a large apartment on the upper floor of a beautiful craftsman style apartment building on the north side of campus. It had lead-glass built-ins, a great kitchen, a small office area … but its single, incomparable feature was a wall of west-facing … Continue reading

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Berkeley, the Sixties and Me, Part 22 … A MOST UNEXPECTED REVOLUTION

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I held her hand in a death-grip. Mike held her other as we sprinted down the driveway in a midnight’s darkness seeking refuge in a stranger’s back yard in order to hide like thieves from the squad of rampaging riot police. Her feet … Continue reading

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Berkeley, the Sixties and Me, Part 20 … MY TIME COMES TO CHOOSE

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“Okay, okay, I know, I know! It’s time for ‘real’ life!” I lectured myself, “I get it … damn, damn, damn! I get it!!” Life as I knew had begun in Vallejo, a plenty-sunny California city situated on the banks of the Sacramento and Napa Rivers. It’s where those mighty tributaries feed San Pablo … Continue reading

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Berkeley, the Sixties and Me, Part 11 … ACTIVISM BERKELIUM

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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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Berkeley, the Sixties and Me, Part 9 … THE SUICIDE OF RAVEN

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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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