Word: morgenstern
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...coiled black coiffure in a venture even more advanced and emancipated than a radio career, i.e., picking her own boy friend and would-be husband. The man she thinks she loves is Hari Sahni, a fellow announcer with a neat little Clark Gable mustache. But Mama Chakravarty, like Mama Morgenstern, has no intention of letting her daughter marry a no-good. A widow, she marches Amrita straight off to stern old grandpa for a verbal rattanning: "I have enquired into the young man's family. The result was not satisfactory...
Simply, Marjorie Morning-star is about a middle class New York Jewish girl, Marjorie Morgenstern, who wants to be an actress. She falls, and after losing her chastity, becomes a respectable and loving mother and wife. Marjorie's final position in society is to Wouk a triumph, and not a failure. Throughout the novel, Wouk points out the gap between the average American woman's ("Shirley's") conception of herself, and the reality of her possibilities. Every "Shirley", Wouk believes, wants to be Hemingway's Lady Brett Ashley, and is incapable of being such. Since Wouk sides with the "Shirleys...
...jalopy named Penelope and his kisses tingle. But to Mama, George is just a snuffling auto mechanic. When the wealthy son of a department-store owner brings Margie home after a horseback-riding spill in Central Park, Mama lights up. But her social grasp exceeds the Morgenstern economic reach, and the new romance fades. Margie doesn't really care. Her destiny, she feels, is to be an actress. She has long since scribbled her stage name on a scrap of paper-MARJORIE MORNINGSTAR...
...Bach on the piano. After Margie scores a hit in a Hunter College production of The Mikado, Marsha gets her a job as dramatic coach at a children's camp in the Adirondacks. Across the lake is an adult-resort camp named South Wind, and South Wind, Mama Morgenstern snorts, is nothing less than Sodom...
...house." But when Friday afternoon came, "she scrubbed the kitchen on her hands and knees until the place shone. The candles were lit, and we sang the joyful Sabbath hymns and drank the sacramental wine; the children, too. My father usually talked about the Bible." As in Marjorie Morgenstern's home, the menu was always gefilte fish,* chicken noodle soup, roast chicken, stewed prunes, tea and sponge cake. Those evenings, says Wouk, made for "an island of normalcy. Home seemed to be the place where everything happened as it should happen...