A colorful, evocative (and action-filled) reminiscence of Sixties activist Berkeley. Glendinning, now an award-winning writer living in Bolivia, was in the thick of things — running from teargas, facing down bayonet-wielding National Guardsmen, and, in a “pre-feminist” moment, sharing a jail cell with 100 women rounded up in a “mass bust.” Later, she and husband Bill hightailed it to Europe and then retreated to a maple-sugar farm in Vermont.

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