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Readers old enough to remember the 1944 hit Ac-cent-tchu-ate the Positive may find themselves murmuring Johnny Mercer's upbeat lyrics as they delve into the newest study of the nation's health and status. The Real America (Doubleday; $7.95) will not be published until this fall, but galleys have been circulating in Washington for weeks; President Ford has already publicly applauded its conclusions. This is hardly surprising, since Author Ben J. Wattenberg's upbeat and arguable analysis of the state of the Union amply reinforces Ford's own optimistic outlook...
...hastily flown down from New York City, Tricia Nixon Cox dined in the pink and white suite that was hers before her marriage. Julie Nixon Eisenhower lunched with her husband David in the third-floor solarium, overlooking the Mall and Washington's great monuments. Pat Nixon ate alone one floor below in her sitting room, where in recent weeks she has spent entire days in solitude reading the supportive letters that arrive at the White House at the rate of about 500 a day. Across the way, her husband lunched alone in the Executive Office Building...
...what the man really stands for and how his mind really works. We want to know about his civil rights record, in addition to hearing about his plain-spokenness. We want to know about his past views on the economy, in addition to learning whether or not he ate English muffins...
Phyllis Silverberg and Melinda Rosenweig have come from New York. Phyllis, a plump, round-faced girl, has seen "Hard Days Night" 15 times. She owns a plate that George ate from at New York's Idlewild Hotel and an inch of Paul's bathtowel. "It was everything--you ate, drank, and slept Beatles. We used to have fights over whom to like better. I liked Paul--I thought he was the most wonderful person in the world. He was soooooo cute." Phyllis shows off her ring. It has a blinking face of Paul that says, "I'm Paul." "I really...
...letter to her diocesan newspaper, the Catholic Bulletin. "What was the first snowflake of compromise," she asked, that led to the "present avalanche of spiritual and religious concessions? Was it the first time we said 'Holy Spirit' instead of 'Holy Ghost'? The first hamburger we ate on Friday? The first time we stood to receive Holy Communion?" Believing in an ecclesiastical domino theory, Mrs. Wegner and many like her find the beginnings of Catholic troubles in even the minor changes wrought by Vatican II. Now, faced with a world of rapid and bewildering change, shifting values...