Word: greenes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Pins & Stickers. No Democrat will be left in any doubt at all about the mechanics of writing in the President's name. Because some voters might invalidate their ballots by misspelling Lyndon or Baines, campaign tacticians are urging them simply to put down "President Johnson." Some 15,000 green-and-white PRESIDENT JOHNSON lapel pins and an equal number of WRITE IN PRESIDENT JOHNSON bumper stickers are being distributed, while about 2,000 neighborhood coordinators will personally hand out numbered "pledge cards" to the state's 87,500 registered Democrats and to many of its 113,000 independents...
Seeking its sixth straight victory against no losses, the Yardling squash team travels to icy Hanover today to battle the Dartmouth freshmen. The Crimson should find the stronger-than-usual Green more difficult than the unlucky Exeter squad that they demolished, 8-1, before the exam break...
...about to have his gizzard sliced, the tone is one of marveling reminiscence, not fright. Albert's perceptions are never solidly those of a twelve-year-old apprentice delinquent; often they are those of a 45-year-old writer. "Whistling, he bounced into Benny's narrow store," Green writes. "It always reminded Albert of a ship. The floor sloped. Great sacks of dried rice, beans, meal, were the stores of a Joseph Conrad merchantman, not a local grocery." No twelve-year-old thinks that way, not even a clever one who reads Conrad...
...Author Green, who wrote the bestselling The Last Angry Man, should be far too expert to make such mistakes in a novel-but To Brooklyn with Love is not really a novel, since the author does not seem to control the recollections that sweep him along. It is a superb memoir indifferently disguised as fiction. If Albert the world's worst punchball player did not actually become Gerald the novelist, at very least they must have shared Brownsville in the 1930s. The reader sees this after 20 pages of irritation, and the awkward pretense of fiction no longer matters...
...powerful, with a face like a Cherokee's-in fact, line for line the same corrosive old Olympian who dominated The Last Angry Man. It is a pleasure to hear him roar at the world again, even if the neighborhood has gone downhill and even if he knocks Green's memoir slightly out of shape...