Word: carlo
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Fate hadn't finished with Carlo, though. That spring she tapped Bruce Collier on the shoulder, whispered in the housing czar's ear, and arranged to have Carlo exiled to Mather House for the next three years. Still none of the Love Story trappings and to top it off, he'd have to take a bus to civilization every morning. For Carlo, who took the news like someone who's just seen the doctor chuckle at the results of his V.D. test, it seemed like he never should have left Jersey City. Hell, he figured, "I could have lived...
...when Carlo's parents came up to Boston to take him back to The Concrete State for the summer they were surprised they still had a son instead of the Brooks Brothers ad they were expecting. Carlo's mother, who had always had her doubts about Harvard and who never liked Ali MacGraw to begin with, put the proud-mother beam on to full candlepower. But Lou, who just put a second mortgage on the house and was working overtime and even moonlighted as a cabbie in the winter wasn't so happy. How come...
...stayed confused after Carlo gave them a tour of the campus. Lou's taste in architecture was limited to red brick and lots of chimneys, and he had really loved the picture of the bell tower in the catalogue. He couldn't figure out why people thought it was so funny to spend a few million on a Science Center that looked like something the Inquiring Photographer might use. The Union dorms didn't do much for him either--the nicest building in the neighborhood, he concluded, was the Elk's Lodge across from Pennypacker. After meeting Larry...
...Seven thousand dollars," was all Lou would say for the first half-hour. Mrs. Lou, a long-suffering woman who had spent her life finding silver linings for all her husband's clouds, went into a spiel about the nicer attributes of modern architecture and how, after all, Carlo was still at Harvard, surrounded by brilliant people living the life of the mind. Besides, she added, pointing out the charming bastion of ruggedly individualistic capitalism occupying the opposite street corner, there's a superette nearby so Carlo won't starve when he's up late studying...
...mumbling strange things to the owner, a short Greek who wore sunglasses even when it rainzd and who smiled like Art Carney. The first thing Mrs. Jou noticed was that the truckers were all standing by the magazine rack, taking in the heavy-duty porno mags. The first thing Carlo noticed was the de luxe C.B. next to the rack into which one of the truckers was reading an excerpt from the Hustler letters column...