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...would be florid to say it hung there like a religious icon, but certainly the two secular persons filled Miss Lavore's heart with gratitude." The waltz, Miss Lavore had been known to say, is not as easy as it looks. There are other women--Josette, a fading Boston Brahmin, or Juanita, the daughter of a Lexington trainman and his hardworking wife, who for no apparent reason became a prostitute. Her family does not disown her, turn her out, but continued to love her--what else? --and as venereal disease began to waste her, answered for her. "Juanita...
...suppose it is even a defensible hypothesis that Mr. Gardiner's ancestors' ability to gain control over, and so philanthropically dispose of such resources is of relevance to his athletic prowess and moral virtue. I guess I just find it a little disconcerting read of how a man's "Brahmin gentry" birth leads him to "preside over Harvard's sporting aristocracy with the gentlemanly reserve of his forbearers" from the same pages that but a few months ago chimed "Harvard Divest" and "Liberation to the Oppressed". That such admiration for a "tradition of quiet genteel success" and "a full column...
That is not the statement of a Boston Brahmin but of a Kentuckian, born 62 years ago in Lexington, a daughter of a small businessman. Hardwick's fugitive group was not that of Southern Poet-Critics John Crowe Ransom, Robert Penn Warren and Allen Tate. Hers included the restless young intellectuals who headed north to freedom from regionalism. She studied literature at Columbia, wrote fiction under a Guggenheim fellowship, married Poet Robert Lowell in 1949 (they were divorced in 1972), contributed to the Partisan Review and The New Yorker, became a founding fixture at the New York...
...pretty quick two hours, an encouraging sign for any theater presentation. If you've never been to a Pudding show before, get a taste of Overtures. You won't go tapioca like the giggling Brahmin businessman sitting next to you, but there's enough solid visual comedy and quality music to pull you through and give you something impressive to write your mother. I chose not to write mine, mainly because I jotted down all the good puns to spring on her as originals when I go home for vacations...
...could one imagine a connection between Santayana and Jones's cult? Santayana--the philosopher of the American consciousness, the dissector of our spiritual heritage; the rationalist Harvard professor, the ascetic hermit; the half-Spanish, half-Boston Brahmin writer who knew the spirit of this country so well yet found it troubling and oppressive--what did Jim Jones see in his words? Surely there is some subterranean meaning in this strange confluence of philosophies...