“In 1965, when I was eighteen, I ran away to Portland, Oregon. Running away was an act of rebellion, but also of faith. In one beautiful leap I would escape my family, my past, and the insufferable person I’d been living with for the past few years—my teenage self.”
Thus I met Pamela Jane and after a mere few pages, knew I would read this book slowly to savor both the beautiful language and Jane’s ability to keep moving forward as she came of age during the tumultuous 60s. The author described her memoir recently at womensmemoir.com as “a personal, psychological, and political adventure, a coming of age story about a young woman caught up in 60s radicalism who is trying to find her way back to the imaginative and lyrical world of childhood.”
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