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They were also Catholic, which in that place and time meant they were not only inclined but well advised to share their bounty with those less fortunate and to wield their power with discretion. A boyhood chum, Bruce Leadbetter, says one reason Bruce Babbitt is uncomfortable addressing crowds is that "his family always emphasized leading quietly, influencing people, not jumping up on a box and talking down to them...
...Lenin and Stalin, and once took him to church. He added, though, that he had no desire to go back. Officially, at least, he is an atheist whose occasional references to God are probably no more than an unconscious repetition of phrases common in the rural Russia of his boyhood...
...machine-tractor station. $ But Mikhail could hardly have helped hearing tales of the disruption that continued during his infancy. As General Secretary, Gorbachev has defended the collectivization and even the repression of the kulaks (well-off peasants), who were deported or executed as class enemies. But perhaps because of boyhood memories, he has criticized the brutality shown to a less prosperous group, the so-called middle peasants. A classmate remembers that as a college student after Stalin's death, Gorbachev spoke of a middle-peasant relative who had been arrested and, the classmate assumes, shot...
...fired the escapist imagination with his rejection of conventional life and academic painting for la vie Tahitienne and a bold new art. Paul Gauguin: Life and Work, by Michel Hoog (Rizzoli; 332 pages; $85), presents the Gauguin legend on a grand scale, from the artist's exotic Peruvian boyhood to his South Seas idyll. Hoog, chief curator at Musee de l'Orangerie in Paris, integrates the painter's biography with a broad representation of his work. The result forcefully demonstrates how a large and restless talent broke the bonds of Europe and found room to flourish halfway around the world...
...manuscripts he had piled up in his grimy little hotel room -- all the retyped drafts and new inserts and scribbled revisions -- really was a novel and would someday make him famous. A short and rather pudgy youth with froggy eyes, Jimmy had worked on this book about his Harlem boyhood for five or six years back in the U.S. But he had run through a publisher's advance without getting the novel finished. He had worked at odd jobs, waiting on tables in Greenwich Village...