Word: memoir
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...treated for alcoholism, moved out of Plains, took a job with a mobile-home company and tried to resume a normal life. Then came the cancer. In a sense, though, it wasn't his body that defeated him; it was the outside world. As Jimmy Carter wrote in his memoir, "He was the president's brother, and therefore fair game...
...Pope Paul VI, that made the sweeping new policies stick. Thus, writes Wilton Wynn, "the old Cardinals locked up in each successive conclave chose as Pope precisely the personality most needed at the moment." Wynn, a correspondent in TIME's Rome bureau from 1962 to 1985, offers a memoir of his Vatican watching during those years that is at once authoritative and anecdotal. He treats each of the three Popes in this book as a unique individual who put his personal stamp on the church, but he is most fascinating on the subject of the present Pontiff, John Paul...
...Richard Goodwin, a former speechwriter and aide to L.B.J., has taken such recollections several steps further. In his memoir of the 1960s, Remembering America (Little, Brown; $19.95), Goodwin writes that Johnson was at times literally crazed and that his episodic madness helped propel the U.S. into "a needless tragedy of such immense consequences ((Viet Nam)) that, even now, the prospects for a restorative return remain in doubt." He brazenly diagnoses Johnson's large eccentricities as "incursions of paranoia," which led to leaps "into unreason" that "infected the entire presidential institution...
...Blanc's memoir makes clear, his heart and vocal cords belong to the real Toontown, Warner Bros., in the days when Yosemite Sam and Pepe Le Pew were as popular as Bogart and Boyer. For those who care, Blanc reveals the secrets of the stars: why Bugs Bunny speaks with a Brooklyn accent, why Porky stutters, and why Daffy Duck lisps. Those who do not care, as Blanc concludes, are desthpicable...
...shuttle from England to Saudi Arabia, carrying heavy machinery to and cheap petroleum fro. Several years ago, British Journalist Robert Hutchison enlisted in the small army of these diesel gypsies, sharing their home cooking and their raunchy exploits. Aside from engine trouble and the occasional stray bullet, his lively memoir records few acknowledgments of the 20th century. Ancient hostilities persist, and bribery remains endemic. Still, customs inspectors prefer modern baksheesh. At one checkpoint, the presentation of a girly magazine "got us all waved out of the compound without further hassle...