We’re Lynn, Chief Bookman, and Cheryl, Maid-of-All-Work. Together we’re Berkshire Books, a small but eclectic used bookshop located in the wilds of suburban California. Howdy, howdy, howdy.
We’re starting a Livejounal to gab about books, things happening in the bookshop, life in the
slow lane used book trade, and divers bookish things.
Lynn’s been in the used book business since, oh, 1972. He started out working for local bookseller (and legendary eccentric) Everett V. Cunningham, Last of the Empire Builders and owner of the Joyce Bookshop in Concord and the Gull Bookshop in Oakland. Cheryl met him (by way of a matchmaking mutual friend who is also a bookseller, there’s just no getting away from booksellers in this life) in 1975, and soon after began to accompany him on his Sunday job slogging “quarter books” (or 10 for $1!) at Everett’s book stall at the Napa-Vallejo flea market. Since this involved getting up at 5:30 on a Sunday morning, the matchmaking was obviously successful.
Over the past 30 years, Lynn has continued to work in the trade. Berkshire Books is the third bookshop he’s opened, and isn’t there something about three times and a charm? You’ll find him behind the register six days a week. Cheryl is harder to find, because she works in the background, but she’s there. Without her unflagging support and unfailing loyalty, the shop would not — but you can tell who’s writing this, can’t you?
More thrilling adventures to come, I’m sure. Just remember, if you’re looking for a book someone told you about, but you can’t remember the title, or the author’s name, or what it’s about, Lynn is the man to ask.
Ducking and running,