The Dana Street Saga

Life in Berkeley thirty years ago;
Searching for love and meaning

Saturday, September 29, 1973 - 7 PM

Today was a pretty nice day, not as warm as yesterday, but sunny. I went to Ashby Lumber for some more truck project supplies, picked up Cici on the way home, as she wanted to come over, then added braces to the trap door on the truck.

Eda came over, and the three of us went to the Med for coffee. Penny joined us, as did Leori, then Penny and Eda went off together and Cici, Leori, and I came to my place.

I saw Meredith on the way up and we talked. I suggested she come over and check out my housetruck on the way past.

Cici and Leori played the Tom Lehrer records while I waited for Eda, who was coming over for a motorcycle ride.

She finally did come, and Eda and I left, riding up through Tilden Park, around through the Orinda hills, back around to Tilden, down towards Oakland and finally back to my place. It was a nice ride and Eda enjoyed it.

There was a spectacular view of the bay from the hills, with snowy white clouds building up over the ocean and flowing in across the bay, obliterating the Golden Gate Bridge and much of San Francisco. It was beautiful. By the time we got home, the clouds had enveloped Berkeley too, and it turned quite chilly.

At Penny's house, there's a lot of tension, with Rikki the major focus. But Penny's also being quite stubborn, won't talk to her to clear the air, and wants to just move out instead.

She was quite defensive and defeatist with me when I suggested that talking about it in a household meeting might help the situation.

Tonight it's getting chilly. I'll probably stay home and watch the Rolling Stones on TV at 11.

Sunday, September 30, 1973 - 6 PM

Last night I felt sort of ill, but not as bad as some in the house, including Marty and Pat, who were both sick all night and today, vomiting. Andy also felt bad. I felt very cold, thought it was from the motorcycle ride, which got chilly at the end.

I lit a couple of fires in the fireplace, which warmed me up, but only temporarily. Then later I felt feverish and exhausted.

I wanted to stay up for the Stones Concert, and did, but left, exhausted and ill, for the comfort of my bed before it was over. It wasn't that good anyway.

Slept late, until 11 or so, and felt pretty much recovered today, but without much energy. It was a cloudy grey day anyway, for the most part, and I stayed home, read my book, Depth Psychology and a New Ethic, watched some TV, and went grocery shopping. I was content to let the day go by as a low energy, do-nothing, recovery day.

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