I Can't Believe I Ended Up in Berkeley

This book is a collection of stories and poems, written over a period of forty years or so, about what it was like to grow up in the 1940s and 50s in rural southern Michigan. It tells stories of a life of hunting and trapping, of working on the farm when horses still pulled hay wagons, of bagging flour ground on stones powered by the flow of Fleming Creek, of attending a one-room country school where three generations of Parkers had learned to read and write. All this is written from the perspective of one who moved to Berkeley, California in the iconic 1960s and continues to live there today.