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...Society (Dial; 277 pages) by Mary Ann Shaffer and (and!) Annie Barrows, you know you're in for some quirk. It's just not immediately clear which kind. The book's heroine is a single woman in her early 30s. Her name is Juliet Ashton, and she is a journalist. The year is 1946. Juliet lives in London, a city from which the pall of World War II has not yet lifted. The rubble is still being cleared, the dead identified, the delicacies rationed...
...those of us who are not brain surgeons, driving is probably the most complex everyday thing we do," writes design journalist Vanderbilt in this look at the intricacies of the open road. Full of scads of cocktail-party factoids (half of all American road crashes occur at intersections; Saturday afternoons see more congestion than the typical rush hour), Traffic piles up fact after study after data point into an occasionally mind-numbing heap. Yet several of Vanderbilt's conclusions are eye-opening. Example: "We all think we are better drivers than we are." Propelled onto the road after a minimum...
...wedding to Daryl Hannah still hasn't happened, so those whose appetite has been whetted for a huge helping of JOHN-F.-KENNEDY-JR.-abilia must look elsewhere. Luckily, a new book should tide them over. In her unauthorized biography, Prince Charming, British journalist Wendy Leigh, who wrote a notorious book about John's cousin-in-law Arnold, chronicles the life of the man whom the gods have denied nothing. We learn that he crawled through fish guts in a fraternity initiation, that his mother threatened to disinherit him when he considered a career as an actor, that he lunched...
...brought chills to millions of summer vacations with Jaws and The Deep has returned. But this time out, Peter Benchley has jettisoned the oversexed surf-and-turfers in favor of Timothy Burnham, a fortyish journalist turned speechwriter whose only obsession is quoting the wisdom of Samuel Johnson, as in ''No man but a blockhead ever wrote, except for money.'' Burnham writes not only for money but for President Benjamin T. Winslow, bullying, foul-tongued and Johnsonesque (Lyndon, not Samuel), and the assignments are rarely more demanding than ''Representative Whipple has told me a great deal about the fine work...
...were all attractive, intelligent people who paid a good deal of attention to clothes and carriage. Lena's grandmother Cora was a college graduate--uncommon even among white women of her time. Her grandfather Edwin was an alternate delegate to the 1884 Republican Convention, as well as a teacher, journalist and entrepreneur. He spelled out the code of the emerging black bourgeoisie: ''To be the full equal of the white man, there are two particular things we need--education and wealth.'' For most of the Hornes, Buckley says, ''racism seemed the only bad fairy at the family party. One could...