Word: boye
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...liberal-to-left wing of the Democratic Party is especially dubious, fearing that his independence may be a camouflage for a closet conservative. He is also not part of the old-boy liberal network. When he won in New Hampshire, liberals held some anguished meetings about what to do. Says Joseph Duffey, director of the American Association of University Professors: "The anti-Carter sentiment is the cultural provincialism of a group that finds it hard to relate to someone who is neither a knee-jerk liberal nor an ideologue." Mark Shields, a Washington-based Democratic campaign consultant, believes the "problem...
Yale rallied to three straight come-from-behind victories after the Crimson, inspired by a pre-game concert of Beach Boy tunes over the P.A., took the opening contest...
...mother Nina was the daughter of Oklahoma Senator Thomas Pryor Gore, a fiery Populist-Democrat who had been completely blind from the age of eleven. Vidal spent much time in his grandfather's home in Washington's Rock Creek Park. The boy read aloud to the Senator (constitutional history, British common law, the Congressional Record) and guided him around Washington. A book-crammed attic also gave Vidal a place to hide from growing tensions at home. A childhood friend from these years remembers Vidal's father as "quiet" and his mother as "so self-centered I cannot...
...weight lifting, a daily regimen to keep his 6-ft. frame tolerably within range of 180 Ibs. When this fails, he adopts a last resort: holing up in a hotel where he hates the food. Vidal manifests an unembarrassed narcissism about his appearance. "When I was a little boy," he says, "I looked just like the Gores -blond and pig-nosed. But growing older, I've grown more Vidal." He cannot resist a final Roman vanity: "I have the face now of one of the later, briefer Emperors...
...what does it matter? Why even include it? Nevertheless this starts him off on a long reverie of nostalgia for his days as a chapel boy, from which he awakes a few pages later, and returns to thoughts of his mother. In fact, the book seems more like a letter to himself; he is quite fond of discreetly recounting the dinners and accolades he has amassed...