Word: boye
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...decade that greatest of Americanists and roistering misfit in this town of shut-ins goaded, cajoled, cursed Heimert up the academic ladder, until, just as he reached the top--with Miller, now dead, no longer there to guide him--the same confusions which propelled the middle-class, occasionally Jewish boy to Columbia made him lose his balance and think about climbing down. "When the department voted me tenure," he says, "I went into a four week down trip. I thought, my god, they've tole me what I'm going to be doing for the rest of my life...
Dorms are discouraging places for boys to visit. They have to be stared at by 100 girls to get to see one. All the apparatus of bells, pink slips, tags, and signing in for parietals makes it a Special Occasion every time a boy comes, when everyone would be happier if it could be Just Dropping By. Girls are supposed to yell "Man on" when they bring their visitors upstairs and put a sign on the door after they have evacuated their roommate to leering suppositions underlying these procedures put the focus on just what the authorities are presumably trying...
...likely to resume his old job once he gets out. When he returns, no one expects that he and Reuther will be able to work together in harmony. They may not have to. If the Teamsters brighten their image enough to recruit many new members, labor's bad boy may be able to dissolve his alliance with the U.A.W. and return to the A.F.L.-C.I.O.-on his own terms...
...gave me, I forgot to ask her where she sleeps at night." Then he becomes tragically resigned, remembering with detachment his love for "the thirty-year-old debutante, whispering to ghosts in the room ...Jacqueline with the past in her eyes."He faces his failure sorrowfully: "It tears a boy's heart away, loving girls who don't care about love. " And he sees others in his own jaded condition; as he tells "morning girl," "Your lips have got some color now, a little too much color...
Born in Hawaii, Hoppe grew up in San Francisco, earned a Harvard liberal arts degree in 1949, then joined the Chronicle as a copy boy. He has been married to his childhood sweetheart for 23 years, likes to cruise with his wife and four children on their three "yachts" -two eight-foot sailboats and a 14-footer. His column now appears in 100 newspapers, and he is embarrassed by how easily he can pick up an extra $1,100 any time he gives a lecture. Hoppe gets his ideas for five columns a week, he says, by "reading through...