Word: fathered
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Plastic surgeon Elizabeth Morgan, 41, has committed no crime. Yet for almost two years she has been in prison. Reason: she refuses to permit her six-year- old daughter Hilary to visit the child's father, Eric Foretich, 46, who she alleges raped Hilary during previous visits. Judge Herbert Dixon sent Morgan to prison for contempt when she refused to reveal Hilary's whereabouts. Relief may be on the way: prompted by the Morgan case, the House of Representatives last week passed a bill to limit civil contempt-of-court sentences to twelve months. Based on the idea that...
...care, however, if the memoirist is Reynolds Price (The Source of Light, Kate Vaiden), one of a few writers whose full- length fictions do honor to the term regional novel. Price's region is central North Carolina, where he has lived for most of his 56 years. His father Will was a traveling salesman who fought a lifelong battle against alcohol and financial insecurity. His mother Elizabeth was one of the genteel metal magnolias who, despite generosity to their black servants, Price notes, were the "chief conveyors" of the racist code that cursed the pre-King South...
There is no posturing, however, in the taut, emotion-driven chapter that tells of his father's death at age 54. Surgery to remove a cancer-infected lung disclosed that the disease had spread, inoperably. Reynolds, then a junior at Duke University, was at his bedside, holding the "warm, dead flesh" of Will's wrist, when the end came. He heard "a high moan, an eerie whistle." As Will's head pressed deep into the pillows, "the eyes stayed shut but the skin of his face turned purple, and the hard wave rolled downward from mind to feet...
Price, today a paraplegic from cancer of the spine, cites Freud's comment that the most important day of a man's life is the day his father dies. It may have been the day that Reynolds Price truly became the writer he hoped...
...Howie, 53, board chairman of a Los Angeles advertising agency, has been earning good money legitimately since age 15, when he already owned a Long Island, N.Y., parking lot. Says he: "I used to walk around with $10,000 in my pocket, but my father-in-law had to pay the $300 mortgage each month." In New York he would borrow $30,000 to $50,000 a week and lose about 80% of it over a weekend. "Then I'd steal," he says. Sometimes he would pilfer racks of dresses off the streets in Manhattan's garment district and sell...