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...School of Continuing Education called "The Creative Edge." Organized by Richard Brown, an assistant professor of humanities, the program uses both film and live interviews to explore the creative process of six great artists: writers Arthur Miller and Tom Wolfe, dancer Rudolf Nureyev, composer and lyricist Stephen Sondheim, actress Helen Hayes and photographer Yousuf Karsh. "We saw this as a special opportunity," says Anne Janas, our manager of public affairs. "These are all people at the top of their fields and people TIME has written about throughout their careers...
...spike. A journalistic tradition probably played its last Thursday night, the world allowing. The East Room presidential phantasmagoric press performance, sometimes called a press conference, went out soft-shoe and sotto voce with Ronald Reagan's retreat up the red carpet in the White House foyer. The U.P.I.'s Helen Thomas thanked him for No. 48, a miserly indulgence over eight years. Then she wished him a Merry Christmas and he was gone, muttering, "I heard Sarah ((McClendon)) over there, and I should have called on her." It is safe to say that Reagan probably heard and thought the same...
...children help by acting normal. At the moment, a dozen of them are circulating around the house. They stump in and out of the meeting lugging bottles of apple juice, flinging toys, pulling hair. Amid the routine toddler pandemonium, Helen is talking about the 21-month-old child on her lap. "All of us have a season," she says. "With Denise, we know we'll only have a season. But we make the most of what we have today. You just let the child blossom into your life. Let the joy come out." The doctors said Denise would...
Denise has stick limbs now, and the spaces between her ribs are like furrows in a plowed field. Two tubes run from her nostrils down the back of her neck to a portable oxygen tank. She wakes up three to six times a night, and most nights Helen takes her into the bed she shares with her husband. "She's dwelling in the love," Helen says. "She's not going anywhere as long as she feels the love...
...weeks later, at Helen's house, the mushy things no longer suffice. The doctors have prescribed morphine for Denise's pain, and Helen has begun to sing, "Jesus loves me! This I know," as she rocks the child. "It's O.K. to go," she whispers. "These arms will hold you again." At a hospital soon after, with Helen and her husband and the birth mother all cradling one another and the child, Denise heeds Helen's sweet voice and dies...