In the fall of 1967 I entered the U.C. Berkeley Library School as a grad student, and moved into a studio apartment in the Palazzo, a pre-war (possibly pre-World War I) apartment house on Telegraph Avenue between Haste and Channing.  That was Susan's sophomore year, and she was also living in a larger apartment in the Palazzo, with a roommate.  My studio was on the 4th floor with windows on the alley.  Her apartment was on the 6th floor with windows facing Telegraph Avenue.

At this time, the Hare Krishnas were very publicly in Berkeley.  They stood on Telegraph Avenue and chanted loudly for extended periods, often under her windows.  This annoyed Susan greatly, and she went down a couple of times and asked them to stop.  They told her, "We bring you joy."  She responded, "You make me crazy."  But they continued.

The Palazzo was heated with steam heat, driven by a boiler in the basement.  The windows facing the street had steam radiators under them.  The residents had learned that the steam valves dripped, so many of us had buckets under the valves.  One day, as the Hare Krishnas chanted below, Sue was standing by the window and realized that the bucket was about half full.  She thought for a minute.  Then she picked up the bucket, opened the window, and poured the water out on the chanters.  They stopped briefly, milled around, and then began to chant again.  She took the bucket into the kitchen and filled it, and as they continued to chant, she dumped the full bucket out the window on them.  They milled around a little longer, and them moved across the street to a different corner.  She could still hear them but they were farther away.  I don't believe they ever stood under her windows again.