Word: mckenna
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Chief Machinist's Mate Richard McKenna was the very model of a seagoing sailor; he had joined the Navy during the Depression, served 22 years on everything from a river gunboat in China to a destroyer off Korea. In 1953 McKenna suddenly deep-sixed the old salt image. Stumbling on Walden, he felt that his mind had been "in a deep freeze," decided to retire and become a writer. An old skipper charted his new course: go to the University of North Carolina, a good place for "a man with a purpose...
...years at Chapel Hill, Sailor McKenna sped through 40 courses in science, literature and anthropology, made straight A's and Phi Beta Kappa. He stayed on after graduation in 1956, married a university librarian ("for my complete set of Wordsworth.'' she murmurs), and toiled at a first novel about the 1925 revolution in China. The book, called The Sand Pebbles, has just become the $10,000 Harper Prize novel of 1962, is a Book-of-the-Month choice for January, and has been bought by Hollywood for a minimum...
Beauty & Freedom. In a sense, McKenna has only done what comes naturally at North Carolina, the first (1795) state university to open its doors. Chapel Hill boasts "something in the air" that inspires purpose. In part, the spur is natural beauty: a town built around a tree-shaded oasis of ivied Georgian buildings on 552 acres. Alumnus Thomas Wolfe ('20) fondly described "Pulpit Hill" in Look Homeward, Angel as "a provincial outpost of great Rome: the wilderness crept up to it like a beast...
Then she tries to portray the nymphet Juliet. Now Sarah Bernhardt, Miss Marriott, and Siobhan McKenna have all played the role of Hamlet (the last with a good deal of success, I can personally testify). But then Miss Hayes comes along trying to be Ulysses, of all things--and with Evans sitting not five feet away...
...speed the noisy group on its way, Owner Peter Cook of London's Establishment Club asked sarcastically, "Can I show you the way out?", got a bash in the face for his flippancy. When the ensuing brawl ended, he turned to spirited Actress Siobhan (pronounced Shi-vawn) McKenna, 38, one of the group, and protested, "You scratched me." Quick to pick up a cue, Siobhan studied her hands with the care of a Lady Macbeth, then held them high and blared, "These are Irish hands, and they are clean." Cook was unmoved. "This is a British face," said...