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Some of the vendors selling these treats and treasures from yesteryear are grownups who cherish the same memories as their customers. Take the man behind the relaunch of Fizzies, the effervescent drink tablet licked, dissolved and chugged by a whole generation of children. Fred Wehling, 51, president of Amerilab Technologies, was one of those kids. He remembers it all: the 29¢ his grandma gave him every week, the walk to the grocery store, meditating over which flavor to pick, hearing the tablet hit the water and fizz. The product, sweetened with cyclamate, died when the chemical was banned...
...could get more rabid than Lenny ever was. In 1961, comedian Shelley Berman told TIME, "I don't dislike him, but people needed Lenny Bruce for the same reason they needed Hitler." (Hmmm. I don't think Lenny's four-letter word was Jews.) And Jean Shepherd, whom I cherish as a radio monologist, later railed against the Lenny Bruce threat ? of the hip people lording it over the square ? saying it was "a new kind of Jew burning, I think it could lead to a new kind of gas oven." (Goldman, Bruce's biographer, wrote, on no evidence, "Hitler...
...also cherish the film for the grace it summons in approaching its subject: thinking about feelings. People do this all the time - it cues our sweetest and most melancholy moods - but films don't do it nearly enough. Gabrielle, like Closer and oh, Broadcast News, shows the art and pleasure in talking out one's passions, grudges and inadequacies...
...Restraint in the face of a threat demonstrates moral courage and maturity, not weakness. The Western world professes to believe in democratic freedoms. People without democratic freedoms cherish the possibility of having them. Rather than letting our professed beliefs direct our actions, however, we are attempting to impose democratic freedoms on people who lack them. Is it any wonder that the Western world is loathed? Ray Jones Kamloops, Canada...
...disappointments and pleasures in the shadows of our famous brick. Somewhere in that classic landscape, our thoughts and experiences overlap. It’s the impression I’ve now made of Harvard, more than any property intrinsic to this institution that I’m beginning to cherish. It’s not the exact image of the tourists, the media, my professors, or even other students, but it’s an image nonetheless, folded into a series of alternate, but equally meaningful impressions. And it’s one that I’ve grown...