Word: listen
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Kentucky hill country, Brady O. Kelley would listen for hours to his father's tales of warring with General Pershing on the Mexican border. He joined the Army at 17, received a battlefield commission during World War II, and rose to captain. But with his sketchy education, further promotion was impossible. He reverted to noncom, now holds the rank of sergeant-major. Still hard and trim at 48, Kelley is in charge of re-enlistments for the Second Division Headquarters, about 20 miles north of Seoul, Korea...
...colorful. John was possessed of some kind of religious mania that caused him to wander around the countryside seeking an audience. His conduct in church was most amazing. Entering a pew, he would take off his shoes and stockings, then empty his pockets on the pew beside him and listen most attentively to the sermon. If anything the preacher said appealed to him, he would let out a shrill whistle that was heard all over the church. "England," writes Santayana, "is still the paradise of eccentricity, heresy, anomalies and humours...
...veeps comes in with demo tapes of an unknown girl singer, name of Roslyn Kind. Yawns all around. But then the voice comes on, strong and hard-edged, like all the Barbra Streisands in the world rolled up in one. Cynics straighten up in their chairs; jaded old ears listen for the flawed cadence, the flattened phrase that never comes. Another listen, then unanimity: Sign her up. Only then does the guy who brought the tapes spring his surprise...
People in the record business actually talk that kind of Stardust and get to believe it. Listen to Ted Brooks, once the live-wire manager of Barbra's music-publishing company, tell how he met Roz: "There was this sweet-faced kid who looked like a bouncing ball. I mean she weighed about 185 Ibs. She was hanging around the stage door at Funny Girl. I asked her if she was a fan and she said, 'No, I'm Barbra's sister.' So I said, 'Why don't you go inside instead...
...mixture of arrogance and dread. Kafka's tales all take place in limbo; the movie fills its snowbound setting with an unworldly black-comic air appropriate to the author, whom Thomas Mann called "a religious humorist." Pompous officials deliver pronunciamentos even when there is no one left to listen. A girl tumbles into the surveyor's bed-and exhibits neither love nor lust. The sullen winter light reveals the endless decay of life...