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Edward Debartolo Jr., the heir to a shopping-center fortune who built his own dynasty with the San Francisco 49ers, has never been the sort of mogul to pride himself on wearing tattered flannel or flying coach. A man with a taste for brandy at $180 a shot, DeBartolo, 51, is known for sparing no cost when it comes to getting exactly what he wants. How to turn a losing team into one of the winningest in the NFL? Recruit the best players, whatever the price. How to secure their devotion to the team? Lavish them with trips to Hawaii...
...author himself was just another guest. "He was kind of a nondescript sort of a guy," said Gil Hause, a Colorado resident who worked with him on his 1974 book "Centennial." "He had a battered old straw hat, wore jeans and a flannel shirt, tennis shoes and was of medium-build.... But Jim was a man who had a very deep feeling for humanity...
...figure. When he enters the courtroom, he continues to look relaxed and even jocular, until the jury comes in, and then his face goes blank. His only real confidant appears to be Jones. He had a birthday on April 23, when he turned 29; his lawyers gave him two flannel shirts and a box of Peppermint Patties. He spends most of his time in jail reading the piles of mail he receives. He also reads books. Last month it was W. Somerset Maugham's The Razor's Edge, and he is now finishing Man's Fate by Andre Malraux...
...your story about Taylor, you said, "His songs are as familiar and comfortable as old flannel shirts and just about as exciting." Really? Next time you see a sold-out performance with an audience that has no problem in sitting through a downpour or 100[degree] heat to listen to Taylor, you might try to get closer to one of the fans. This man continues to draw record crowds whose members vary greatly in age; his talents are constantly being rediscovered by new generations with the release of each fresh album. I am proud that Taylor continues to walk onto...
...limpid voice, sweet melody, deceivingly simple harmony and faultless guitar work. Its lyrics are those of an outsider. Yet unlike his contemporary Neil Young, Taylor is no musical rebel. He may have refined his idiom, but he rarely transcends it. His songs are as familiar and comfortable as old flannel shirts and just about as exciting. Even so he continues to please. Last month a large outdoor crowd at the New Orleans' Jazz and Heritage Festival sat through a downpour to listen as he played new tunes and old favorites. For aging boomers in particular, he mirrors their own misadventures...