Many of you may not know me, but I bet I’ve hung out, at least for a minute with quite a few of you. I was only around from about ’83 to ’84 and then moved to L.A. <<<BOOOOO (I know, I caught much shit for that one.) But, I covered alot of ground in a short time!
After reading the stories here, I feel compelled to pay homage to those that I still remember and think of from time to time. Although, I know many have left this world, there are still a few out there that I’d love to know are happy and well. If I speak of anyone who reads this please feel free to hit me up and say hi.
About two years ago I looked up Heather Carter online, contacted her and spoke with her for a couple of hours. She sounded great and said she was happy with life. Last weekend I looked her up again and read her obituary!?! I still don’t know what happened to her but I am extremely sad to hear that she is gone.I basically lived on the streets, Durant mainly, and crashed at her house on 6th on many occasions. I was an absolute mess but she always tried to take care of me. When I talked to her a couple of years ago I told her that I was grateful for all she and her family, Lucy, Peter and John, did for me. And to take in a homeless, lost, little pregnant girl on drugs was amazing to me and probably saved my life! I’m doing great now and so is my son. I’d love to just give Lucy a big hug right now. Can anyone tell me what happened?
I think of people gone now like my God brother Michael Hunter who was blatantly gunned down in Emeryville. Still to this day no one knows what the fuck happened. Or like one of my best friends Jerry Ernst who got hit by some drunken ass driver on E 14th in Oakland. Shoulda beat that asshole at the hospital that day Jerry died. He’s lucky he was handcuffed to a bed.
Paul “that’s so anti Christ” Bayloff, my little buddy, who used to be so sweet and so fuckin’ crazy all at the same time. Kim Chipanee (sp?) screaming up and down Durant until that one day…
Cruisin around the streets all night rockin out with Matt Newman.. And Heather….damn girl, I still can’t ‘wrap my head’ around that shit...
I can’t even imagine all the people who I don’t know are gone now.
So many kool memories in such a short time like the numerous nights I spent flyin’ around on the back of Montana’s bike. Burnin’ the man thru the hills, hangin out at the wall, watchin the boys wrench on their shit all night at the house on Monterey. Can’t forget Dave ‘the boy’ Lucky or Chris Mast, u r the coolest. Home cooked chicken versus fast food chicken! LOL. Doing laundry with Julie Lindley on Telegraph. What a fuckin blast that was.
I remember kickin it at Mark Mercer’s house, much thanx to him too; good looking out for me as well man. My old roommate Eric Korman hookin me up with the newest and hardest tunes. Erin Malone, where are you girl? You were such a sweetheart. You and your mom were the most awesome. Hangin out listening to Priest & the Scorpions with Lacy Burnett. Riding BMX bikes with HIPPIE FUCKIN CHUCK, Where are you man? David Phone, Phone home ET, with the El Camino and the kick ass system. Lobster dinner ala Chris Mosier. Chris Harris, such a nice person, I hope he is doing well. Smokin’ the boombastic with Jimmy Minniwhether!
Sleeping at People’s Park hangin out and partyin’ with people I didn’t know so I could crash there. So many kool trippers to chill with!
Back in the day…Rick & Lonnie; Andy & Denise, Connie & Pam. Being the happy homemaker at 'The Web' in Marin, that one lost weekend. Jeff Weller, Phil what up? I remember naming a cat after Toby Rage; too funny.
Squattin at Mark Whittaker’s pad in El Cerrito, listening to Gary Holt play classical guitar and sleeping in a bean bag chair next to the speakers; and lots of Capt. Crunch. Fuck Yeah!
And wasn’t it Zak, the huge Rhodesian that belonged Rick and Lonnie that used to intimidate people into tossing him some food? I loved that big headed sweetie pie! He was at times, my very best friend.
ANNAPURNA’S, my favorite store, still there last time I was in town. To Bertoli’s with Johnny Costa for minestrone soup and sourdoughbread on a cold, rainy day. The biggest & fattest College ave burritos! Peet’s coffee, now gone commercial, I still buy it in the stores though just for sentimental reasons. Over to Aladdin’s for coffee & pastries during an attack of the serious munchies and so I could stare at the waterfall on the wall. (HMMM sounds pretty good right about now!) Arnell’s Pizza… Flints BBQ… Those nights drunk as fuck at Ruthies Inn, basically every weekend, but do remember seeing Testament, Slayer, Venom, etc.; and the Keystone for my very first Metallica show. I think with Dave Mustane even. We had it good back then.
Lots more that I can’t put in text… ha ha ha. Even more I can’t think of right now.
Even if no one ever reads this, I feel better writing it. I miss alot of you and just Berkeley in general.
I know it's changed alot since then, but will always be kool in my mind.
Berkeley kids are hella kool and thanx for letting me hang out. I will always remember those days.
Peace to all.
Robyn. (Morris)
After reading the stories here, I feel compelled to pay homage to those that I still remember and think of from time to time. Although, I know many have left this world, there are still a few out there that I’d love to know are happy and well. If I speak of anyone who reads this please feel free to hit me up and say hi.
About two years ago I looked up Heather Carter online, contacted her and spoke with her for a couple of hours. She sounded great and said she was happy with life. Last weekend I looked her up again and read her obituary!?! I still don’t know what happened to her but I am extremely sad to hear that she is gone.I basically lived on the streets, Durant mainly, and crashed at her house on 6th on many occasions. I was an absolute mess but she always tried to take care of me. When I talked to her a couple of years ago I told her that I was grateful for all she and her family, Lucy, Peter and John, did for me. And to take in a homeless, lost, little pregnant girl on drugs was amazing to me and probably saved my life! I’m doing great now and so is my son. I’d love to just give Lucy a big hug right now. Can anyone tell me what happened?
I think of people gone now like my God brother Michael Hunter who was blatantly gunned down in Emeryville. Still to this day no one knows what the fuck happened. Or like one of my best friends Jerry Ernst who got hit by some drunken ass driver on E 14th in Oakland. Shoulda beat that asshole at the hospital that day Jerry died. He’s lucky he was handcuffed to a bed.
Paul “that’s so anti Christ” Bayloff, my little buddy, who used to be so sweet and so fuckin’ crazy all at the same time. Kim Chipanee (sp?) screaming up and down Durant until that one day…
Cruisin around the streets all night rockin out with Matt Newman.. And Heather….damn girl, I still can’t ‘wrap my head’ around that shit...
I can’t even imagine all the people who I don’t know are gone now.
So many kool memories in such a short time like the numerous nights I spent flyin’ around on the back of Montana’s bike. Burnin’ the man thru the hills, hangin out at the wall, watchin the boys wrench on their shit all night at the house on Monterey. Can’t forget Dave ‘the boy’ Lucky or Chris Mast, u r the coolest. Home cooked chicken versus fast food chicken! LOL. Doing laundry with Julie Lindley on Telegraph. What a fuckin blast that was.
I remember kickin it at Mark Mercer’s house, much thanx to him too; good looking out for me as well man. My old roommate Eric Korman hookin me up with the newest and hardest tunes. Erin Malone, where are you girl? You were such a sweetheart. You and your mom were the most awesome. Hangin out listening to Priest & the Scorpions with Lacy Burnett. Riding BMX bikes with HIPPIE FUCKIN CHUCK, Where are you man? David Phone, Phone home ET, with the El Camino and the kick ass system. Lobster dinner ala Chris Mosier. Chris Harris, such a nice person, I hope he is doing well. Smokin’ the boombastic with Jimmy Minniwhether!
Sleeping at People’s Park hangin out and partyin’ with people I didn’t know so I could crash there. So many kool trippers to chill with!
Back in the day…Rick & Lonnie; Andy & Denise, Connie & Pam. Being the happy homemaker at 'The Web' in Marin, that one lost weekend. Jeff Weller, Phil what up? I remember naming a cat after Toby Rage; too funny.
Squattin at Mark Whittaker’s pad in El Cerrito, listening to Gary Holt play classical guitar and sleeping in a bean bag chair next to the speakers; and lots of Capt. Crunch. Fuck Yeah!
And wasn’t it Zak, the huge Rhodesian that belonged Rick and Lonnie that used to intimidate people into tossing him some food? I loved that big headed sweetie pie! He was at times, my very best friend.
ANNAPURNA’S, my favorite store, still there last time I was in town. To Bertoli’s with Johnny Costa for minestrone soup and sourdoughbread on a cold, rainy day. The biggest & fattest College ave burritos! Peet’s coffee, now gone commercial, I still buy it in the stores though just for sentimental reasons. Over to Aladdin’s for coffee & pastries during an attack of the serious munchies and so I could stare at the waterfall on the wall. (HMMM sounds pretty good right about now!) Arnell’s Pizza… Flints BBQ… Those nights drunk as fuck at Ruthies Inn, basically every weekend, but do remember seeing Testament, Slayer, Venom, etc.; and the Keystone for my very first Metallica show. I think with Dave Mustane even. We had it good back then.
Lots more that I can’t put in text… ha ha ha. Even more I can’t think of right now.
Even if no one ever reads this, I feel better writing it. I miss alot of you and just Berkeley in general.
I know it's changed alot since then, but will always be kool in my mind.
Berkeley kids are hella kool and thanx for letting me hang out. I will always remember those days.
Peace to all.
Robyn. (Morris)
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Re: I wasn't a big part of Berkeley but Berkeley was a big part of me!
Mon, October 15, 2007 - 9:58 AMwow, that was a serious trip down memory lane! very stimulating to read even for those of us who didn't hang with you. welcome to the tribe!
my brother was friends with chris mast for awhile. he played bass, didn't he? i think we wanted to recruit him for our very first garage band but he was way too cool for us.
i recognize about half of the other names you listed, didn't know them all personally but in typical berkeley style i knew "of" them.
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Mon, October 15, 2007 - 10:13 AMOld Skool of course. LOL
Yes, I miss Mast, yes, bass...still does I beleive...he was always such a nice person. Talked to him a couple of years ago as well, he sounded great. Family man now, has his own biz in auto body, I think. Healthy and happy! -
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Fri, October 19, 2007 - 2:23 AMThanks for your post, it gave my memory a jolt! I also knew Chris Mast. When I first moved to Berkeley I hung out with Peter Rinzler whose brother Ben Melnik played in a band called Mr Orange with Chris. We used to hang out at rehearsals, and Mr Orange played at the first show I saw at the Mab. The headliner was Bad Attitude, and that was when we met Chuck Prophet, who was together with my friend Cybelle Content for a while. Ben Melnik and his wife Jessica Chiswick later played in a band with my then-boyfriend Toby Hawkins and Sean Griffin (I think). I don't remember the name.
If Lacey Burnett is the blond Lacey I'm thinking about then my friend Antonia Fusco lived with her for a while when she was 18 and pregnant. I'm afraid Antonia is a lost one. It's so great to hear people are doing well. There have been so many casualties. -
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Sat, October 20, 2007 - 5:47 AMYes, gorgeous Lacy with the beautiful blonde hair. She was such a sweetie. And check this out...I used to stay @ Antonia's on 6th, across the street from Heather Carter's house. Trippy thing is, I was 18then and found out later that I was actually pregnant!!! Crazy. She was also a big sweetie. I thought she had a baby when I lived with her. She let me stay with her when I had no where else to go. I think this was back in 83. What happened to her? The shit I presume... -
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Sun, October 21, 2007 - 2:13 AMWow! Berkeley is a small, incestuous world. I wonder if I knew you, and I wonder if I knew Heather Carter. The name seems so damn familiar, but the cogs are turning so s-l-o-w-l-y. I remember when Antonia got her place on 6th. We were so happy for her. It was so nice. She really was a generous, sweet woman, but she got trampled on a lot. The baby around '83 would be Robbie. She had a second son, Brendan, about four years later. Lovely children. I don't know what happened to her. I don't think her sister Mara does either or else I would have found out through our common friend Sabra Stepak. -
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Tue, October 23, 2007 - 6:35 PMYes, I know, she was a very sweet person. I'm sad to hear she is probably struggling.
I do wish the best for her and her sons.
One day, I hope you find her again and she is happy and well.
That's the kool thing about Berkeley...everyone is somehow linked together in one way or another.
I had many groups of people I kicked it with, but there was always someone in the group that I shared a common friend with.
We probably crossed paths somewhere along the way!!!
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Sat, October 20, 2007 - 6:45 PM'What makes the Monkey Dance' Chuck Prophet?
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