Word: boye
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...year, yet his parents have barely been able to raise the $7,000 to pay for the basics: room, board and tuition. So McCollister, who tried to find a summer job, has taken to an old form of free enterprise: begging. His plea: "Send a bright young boy to college." One woman gave him $20, but most passers-by simply pass him by. His net for 25 to 30 days of panhandling, spread over the summer: $330. Many people ask him why he doesn't get a job. As far as McCollister is concerned, panhandling was hard work. Says...
...carrying a 10-in. acetate for her birthday present. Sun Secretary Marion Keisker heard a mean, lowdown sweetness in the baritone voice, made a tape of the session and played it back later for her boss, Sam Phillips. He had been looking for a "black sound inside a white boy" to make Sun Records a national mark way beyond Memphis...
Offstage his deferential manner toward adults, his shy country-boy come-on to women, made him seem, whatever heights of fame he achieved, strictly and forever down home. He defined himself, as Critic Greil Marcus points out in an excellent Presley essay, "by presenting his authentic multiplicity. I am, he announced, a house rocker, a boy steeped in mother-love, a true son of the church, a matinee idol who's only kidding, a man with too many rough edges for anyone ever to smooth away. Something in me yearns for a settling of affairs, he said with...
...wife Frieda was a sloppy housekeeper, he noted, and years later he remembered a dirty milk bottle lying on its side in the middle of the Lawrence parlor. Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas were so grubbily dumpy that, on a visit they paid to Random House, an elevator boy automatically deposited them on a floor below, thinking they were going to an employment agency for domestic servants...
...naked women, and when he could sneak away from his bossy wife Carlotta, he would go down to the basement, drop nickels into the slot and listen to ragtime. Once when Cerf was visiting, the ailing playwright crooked his finger and beckoned him downstairs, like a mischievous little boy. In the middle of a tune, Carlotta came down. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself," she screamed, "bringing Bennett down here! You're in pain, remember...