Word: einhorn
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...Einhorn won a teaching fellowship at Harvard in the '70s. In the '60s he had taught an alternative-education class at Penn, his alma mater, and once reportedly broke out the joints, stripped naked and danced in the classroom. Thirty years ago, not everyone was after an M.B.A...
...Around women, Ira was a stunted teenager," says his old friend Keegan. "He was all brain, no heart. Sex was an addiction for Ira. If he was interested in a woman, that was the only thing that existed. For many women, getting all this attention from Ira Einhorn was flattering, and it would be easy to succumb." Keegan remembers a party where Ira "came over and said, 'Would you take Holly home? I'm going home with someone else.' Holly just sat there, silent. She put up with it, and unfortunately...
...Maddux had a younger brother and three younger sisters. When she brought Ira home to Texas to meet the family, they were horrified. Like a caveman, Einhorn began eating ravenously. While the family said grace, he scratched and clawed at his poison-ivy blisters, and he treated Holly as if she were his personal maiden. "We concluded that he basically came down there to try and promote a rift between Holly and my father," says Elisabeth Hall, 37, who gave the name Holly to her daughter, a ballerina. Elisabeth was the last family member to see Holly alive. After Elisabeth...
...Maddux had grown too strong, finally, for a man accustomed to weakness. She met another man and in early autumn 1977 told Einhorn it was over between them. He threatened by phone to toss her belongings into the street, and she raced over to retrieve them. She would not be seen again. Ira calmly told anyone who asked that she'd gone to the nearby food co-op and simply never returned...
...Drexel student who lived in the apartment below Einhorn's recalled a "blood-curdling scream" and heavy banging one night in the fall of 1977. In a neighborhood of frat houses and party hounds, the student downstairs thought nothing of it. But the odor that followed within weeks was impossible to ignore, as was the putrid, dark-brown liquid that oozed down through the ceiling from Einhorn's apartment. The tenant and his roommate tried unsuccessfully to clean it away, then called the landlord, who called plumbers. Einhorn stubbornly refused to let the workers into a padlocked closet just...