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...read of Russians "as chipper as chipmunks," of neat houses "with lace curtains, begonias and geraniums in the windows," to nave anyone compare the "wonderful, hardworking" Russians with the "free-&-easy, friendly Midwesterners" of Mark Twain's books, is indeed refreshing...
...Mark Twain made a lot of things suddenly click. For as the Volga is like the Mississippi of his pilot days, so these people living along it are like the free-&-easy, friendly Midwesterners of his books. There were neat, small, wooden houses with Victorian fretwork along the eaves, lace curtains and begonias and geraniums in the windows. The houses and. roads had the same unpainted, unpaved frontier look. The trim wooden fences could have done with Tom Sawyer's or any other system of whitewashing. A lad of about Tom's age came past, dragging his feet...
Myrrh Was Twit's. Allen comes honestly by the common touch. He was born John Florence Sullivan, 52 years ago, on the lace-curtain-Irish fringe of Cambridge, Mass. His father was a bookbinder. His mother died when he was three, and he and his brother Bobby went to live with her sister,"Aunt Lizzie" Herlihy, in Allston, Mass. He was a scrawny kid, all arms, legs and adenoids. The tough little Micks in his new neighborhood took one look at his pinched, birdlike face, nicknamed him "Twit," and let him play alone. To pass time - and attract attention...
...Lynch became a hard-drinking news photographer for the Seattle Post-Intelligencer in the acrid era of flash powder, singed eyelashes and burning lace curtains. "You could always tell a photographer," he recalls. "One hand would be bound in picric acid gauze, and his eyebrows would be burned off." You could tell Slim Lynch by a shapeless cap, a tired-looking overcoat, a cynical stare. He sharpened his camera eye on such famed stories as the Weyerhaeuser kidnaping-and hardened his stomach on raids on rural stills (the newsmen usually split the "take" with the dry squad...
...Most of them actually looked like hats. The freaks of 1946 were gone. Naturally, if a woman wanted to, she could still manage to get loaded down with a bowlful of fruit or a portable flower garden. But most husbands could see their wives in a Walter Florell lace halo or a Sally Victor straw without reaching for something to swat it with. Straws (from the Far East, Milan, Panama) were back in quantity, and popular...