Word: briefings
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...salary (the amount of which both he and the White House decline to divulge). The son of a Jolly, Texas, farmer, he landed on Johnson's staff in 1939, two years after Johnson was first elected to Congress. Except for Army service in World War II, and a brief and unsuccessful venture into Texas congressional politics in 1951, Jenkins has devoted his adult life to serving Johnson. He is among the President's most trusted aides, functions as a sort of chief of staff, handling personnel, answering mail, and making minor decisions, all with quiet, unflappable dedication. Jenkins...
Chosen Roots. Being so caught up, so concerned with the orderly structure of society, it is not surprising that Cheever is much obsessed with roots-particularly his own. Los Angeles, on a brief visit, horrified him as the haven of all the U.S.'s displaced persons. In a final statement of pity and contempt for one character, he wrote: "He doesn't come from anyplace really. I mean he doesn't have anything nice to remember and so he borrows other people's memories...
...Harvard Club was host to the Boston Junior Chamber of Commerce 1964 Awards program, which honors the city's top young men. Gov. Peabody made a brief appearance at the ceremony...
...Anna, a brief intermezzo, Sophia plays a rich bitch who tries to persuade her bohemian lover that she doesn't care a fig for her husband's filthy lucre and all the disgusting bourgeois things it can buy. Like, say, the Rolls-Royce they are riding in. "Here, take the wheel," she announces grandly. "I don't care. I love you." Maybe so. But by a strange coincidence the affair ends up on the rocks when the car ends up in a ditch...
When we were being transported from the city to the county jail (handcuffed, escorted by nervous shotguns), the deputy, having heard that we were coming, came downstairs to meet us. He is supposed to fill out an information blank on each prisoner, so there is a brief interrogation session before one is run up to the fifth floor cages. "Youah name Weavuh, dat raht?" Without thinking, I replied, "That's right." He leaped across the table and beat me out of the room and halfway down the hall. I finally went limp and fell to the floor, hoping that...