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Unfortunately, he is not the sole seeker of Lonoff's attention. Lonoff's wife Hope, frantic after years of keeping a quiet house for the artist, complains that she has to catch the toast before it pops. On her husband's preoccupation with work: "I got fondled more by strangers on the rush-hour subway during two months in 1935 than I have up here in the last twenty years...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: A Tale of Tough Cookies | 9/3/1979 | See Source »

...University Health Services, a nurse told me I had to take the exam anyway and sent me back to Stoughton. By now I was really desperate. I would fail my exams and all that frantic studying would be as useless as the entire first semester. After shivering by myself for an hour, I finally gave in and woke up a friend across the hall who sent me to stand, shaking, under the shower until the exam. I took it in a complete stupor, barely aware of what I was writing. I begged my section leader for mercy, staggered home, slept...

Author: By J.wyatt Emmerich, | Title: A Ticket to Ride | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

FRESHMAN WEEK BEGAN MY RETREAT from Harvard, my frantic attempts to assuage my loneliness and frustration by clinging to memories of life and friends at boarding school. I know it's a little unfashionable to praise prep school, with all its elitist connotations, but for me it was a haven, an unrelenting series of academic challenges enlivened by warm friendships with students and teachers. I didn't think I had swallowed the social caste propaganda--I am proud of my Syrian Jewish heritage and my immigrant grandparents. I had gone to public schools until tenth grade, and I knew intelligence...

Author: By J.wyatt Emmerich, | Title: A Ticket to Ride | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

FRESHMAN WEEK BEGAN MY RETREAT from Harvard, my frantic attempts to assuage my loneliness and frustration by clinging to memories of life and friends at boarding school. I know it's a little unfashionable to praise prep school, with all its elitist connotations, but for me it was a haven, an unrelenting series of academic challenges enlivened by warm friendships with students and teachers. I didn't think I had swallowed the social caste propaganda--I am proud of my Syrian Jewish heritage and my immigrant grandparents. I had gone to public schools until tenth grade, and I knew intelligence...

Author: By Susand D. Chira, | Title: Welcome to my Night-mare | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...University Health Services, a nurse told me I had to take the exam anyway and sent me back to Stoughton. By now I was really desperate. I would fail my exams and all that frantic studying would be as useless as the entire first semester. After shivering by myself for an hour, I finally gave in and woke up a friend across the hall who sent me to stand, shaking, under the shower until the exam. I took it in a complete stupor, barely aware of what I was writing. I begged my section leader for mercy, staggered home, slept...

Author: By Susand D. Chira, | Title: Welcome to my Night-mare | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

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