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When the Library Corporation announced earlier this month that the monumental 85-foot-high glass pyramid would be replaced by a lower-slung brick museum, community groups attacked the move as a "cosmetic" change. They said the alteration in the museum was designed only to save money without cutting down the square footage--or the scale--of the museum itself. In addition, critics claimed architect I.M. Pei's separation of the library complex into two buildings was a small concession to professors who did not want tourists tramping down their ivy-covered hallways...

Author: By Andrew P. Corty, | Title: The Kennedy Library: A Sad Story | 4/29/1974 | See Source »

...right stretch endless blocks of red-brick rowhouses, each indistinguishable from the next. Old Chevrolets and new Mustangs are parked along the grim treeless streets. Each house has a small grass backyard. The train passes through tracts of brick warehouses and lots of empty freight trucks. The towering buildings of downtown Baltimore fade in the distance. Soon the metal scrapyards and old industrial offices thin out, and pastureland marked by barns and silos rolls by. A horse stands blank-faced behind a wooden fence. Rows of trailer homes extend to the edge of the train tracks. An elderly woman...

Author: By Michael Massing, | Title: All Aboard for Boston | 4/19/1974 | See Source »

...other three children: "Now, are we all ready?" They walk out the door, with the mother in front, then down three flights of dark creaking stairs and out into the street, on their weekly visit to the park across the tracks. More smokestacks, water towers, sooty deteriorating buildings of brick and steel and concrete, seeming miles of fencing and wires and telephone poles. Some open fields, with empty picnic tables. A threesome awaits its turn at the tee of a golf course...

Author: By Michael Massing, | Title: All Aboard for Boston | 4/19/1974 | See Source »

Through another tunnel and into the light of Brooklyn, where the Ronzoni factory advertises its macaroni, spaghetti, and egg noodles. Tenement after tenement after tenement appear, endless duplicates of shambling brick, cracked windows, and beaten roofs. Behind, the buildings of Manhattan's East Side stand fiercely on the edge of the island, presenting a glittering metallic wall. A few blocks away, a teenage girl with red-painted finger nails picks up a laundry basket in the greasy kitchen of her small home. She turns down the light of the hamburgers crackling on the stove and goes out onto the back...

Author: By Michael Massing, | Title: All Aboard for Boston | 4/19/1974 | See Source »

More and more trees, and then Providence, R.I. A dog sniffs at a pile of garbage by the tracks. The train looks out on a sea of identical brick chimneys. Hood's Milk Factory is followed by the Royal Sales Co. A young man has hesitated all day, but at last he makes up his mind. He walks over to the telephone, picks up the receiver, and dials the number. His throat is dry. As he hears the phone picked up on the other end, he goes over in his mind the exact words he will use in asking...

Author: By Michael Massing, | Title: All Aboard for Boston | 4/19/1974 | See Source »

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