Word: greg
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...proposal did not make sense.... Brockberg, a stout and voluble man who lectured to large sophomore groups because he generalized easily and had a dramatic manner, said he had heard of a dissertation done at the University of Chicago which seriously questioned the thesis behind one of Greg's best known books. And Coombs, a dour and melancholy man who got his final promotion on the strength of a book he never managed to finish, said bluntly that it was just a sentimental gesture on the part of two overly earnest young men. After a silence, Dickinson, who had once...
...were present, all of them wearing their caps and gowns and brightly lined doctoral hoods. Three photographers were there flashing pictures. There were several speeches. When the portrait was unveiled, a delighted ripple arose from the group, and then there was prolonged clapping.... Tea and punch were served, Professor Greg was congratulated from all sides, and each of his former colleagues left feeling he had seen...
Professor Greg did not entirely disappear from the consciousness of...Brockberg, Coombs, or Briggs, but they felt somehow more at ease about him. During one of his lectures, Brockberg found himself telling his sophomores that as cultivated citizens they should know the eminent men their University had produced, and, his tongue faster than his powers of restraint, he included Greg. The following semester he was more careful; his list included no professional scholars...
That fall the two of them began seeing more of Professor Greg. Earlier they had been too much in awe of him, but now, somehow, they were both more tolerant of their own limitations and less fearful that Greg would be critical of them. He welcomed them and, as the winter wore on, they often sat together in front of the fireplace in the high ceilinged parlor. Before it was time for them to leave, Greg served them brandy in huge brandy snifters. He was showing his age more, and sometimes he seemed to be looking backward down the years...
They rarely told him about department politics, but one evening, after a second brandy, Ford found himself saying that at a cocktail party Brockberg had said to him that his friend Greg was, well, without sufficient humor. Ford had thought he could state it less explicitly than that, but halfway through his sentance he realized that Greg already knew what he was going to say. Greg's eyes lit up with a look of disinterested amusement. Walking down the snowy sidewalk together afterwards, Ford apologized to Hall for his gaucherie, and Hall told him not to worry; Greg understood Brockberg...