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...Warsaw, nine miles up Route 15. Claypool, it is remembered around the bookmobile, used to have a fine depot. It used to have a high school, a tavern, a cattle market, a drugstore and soda fountain. It used to have a hardware store, its own doctor, even a dentist. It used to have a barber shop, a newspaper. Marvin Neff, 74, and his wife Lucy, 70, treasure some old sepia postcards that prove Claypool even had a handsome elevated bandstand, center block on Main Street, where brass-band concerts were given every Saturday night. Another card shows an attractive little...
Trifa first came to the U.S. from Italy in 1950. Two years later, he led anti-Communist Rumanians in seizing control of their church headquarters from a rival group loyal to the Orthodox patriarchate in Rumania. Meanwhile Charles Kremer, a Rumanian-American dentist in New York City and a Jew, learned that Trifa had come to the U.S. Kremer inundated the Government with documents to prevent Trifa from getting U.S. citizenship in 1957. The Immigration and Naturalization Service evidently paid him little heed. Kremer kept on trying...
...bank vice-president, he became an elevator operator, and Tommy still dreams of the old days, when the rats would murder pigeons on the roof above his bed. No happy Miracle-on-34th-Street memories of his city childhood; instead, the central figure is one Dr. Frankfurt, the local dentist. "Frankfurt would just ram the ether mask over your puss and when you woke up there was enough metal in your mouth to set off the alarm at the airport. Then on the way out he'd hand you a lollipop to make sure you'd be back real soon...
...Skinner and bad memories can only excuse so much--Ryan waits 20 years and then goes back to the dentist's office, and beats the shit out of him with a blackjack. Normal guys don't do this, but punks do, the sort of people who rob for thrills, not money. "One day me and this guy...got us a couple of guns and we walked into a bank and we held it up... We couldn't believe how easy it was. And how good it made you feel. It's like they say about heroin. It's never...
...kind of warm, richly singing sound that is characteristic of a violin. Which makes sense, since Ormandy was trained as a violinist. His father, a music-loving dentist in Budapest, wanted him to be a famous virtuoso like the Hungarian Jenö Hubay. Little Eugene obliged by making his debut at seven and touring Europe in his teens. But at 21, he was lured to the U.S. and then stranded by bungling promoters. Alone in New York, he was literally down to his last nickel when he landed a job in the orchestra that played between movies at the Capitol...