We're going to take you now into a tiny bookstore in Berkeley, California, a set of pale,

yellow walls and chipped tile floors that has for decades anchored the Asian American

community here.

Hello, hello.

Listen how echoey it sounds here.

Does it sound too echoey to you right now?

Yeah, it is a little echoey because it's an empty room now.

All the shelves are gone.

Right there, as soon as you come in the door, a person would greet the customers.

Just days ago, Eastwind books of Berkeley closed its doors for the final time.

The owners, Harvey Dong and his wife, Beatrice, are now in their 70s and they decided it was

just time to close up shop.

On your right would be literature from China, Japan, Philippines, social movements, activism.

They're so used to seeing this place packed with books, but Eastwind was also often packed

with people.

It gave them a place to connect, a place to belong.

At an event in Berkeley last week, scholars and writers Janet Stickman, Dickson Lam and

Keith Feldman shared their memories.

Eastwind books was the only bookstore that always made it clear to me.

There was a place for me as a black-upina author.

It made me feel Asian-American.

It made me proud to be Asian-American.

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