The clouds boil over the Berkeley campus, black and churning...and perhaps with rain, even that seems possible, although extremely unlikely in the California August. And the hills tilt, the whole setting foreshortened. Truly, the university once seemed much farther from the town's center, and the slopes not quite so steep. My recollections of Berkeley are either inaccurate or undergoing upheaval. Jane and I are visiting for a few days, staying on the main commercial street, Shattuck Avenue in a beautifully Read more [...]