Word: motheral
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...upper-middle- class life could provide. Within twelve years of arriving in America at 16 with $25 in his pocket, Panos Dukakis, the candidate's father, had learned English and graduated from high school, Bates College and Harvard Medical School, the first Greek immigrant to do so. Michael's mother Euterpe Boukis, a Phi Beta Kappa, was graduated from Bates twelve years after her arrival from Greece. Although the two had crossed paths briefly a decade earlier, it was not until Panos finished his residency that he asked Euterpe for a date. It was a no-nonsense courtship. Their second...
...things to do and you just did them." For Michael, they included bringing home A's, doing chores without being asked, earning his own spending money from his paper route, becoming an Eagle Scout and working hard enough to make first- string point guard on the basketball team. His mother pushed as hard as his father did. Dukakis remembers his father telling his mother when he was about 16, "If this boy doesn't slow down, he's going to get sick...
Assimilating was extremely important to Euterpe Dukakis. She remembered the humiliation of being turned down for a teaching job because she was Greek. The children were to be as American as possible. Michael would stand before a mirror practicing his pronunciation. His mother has no memory of the Greek dancing her son now recalls taking place at family gatherings. "We were leading an American life," she says...
...college, but never brought up the subject again. Boston Psychoanalyst Don Lipsitt, who has known Dukakis for 25 years, says Dukakis talked about his brother's illness mostly in terms of the medication he was taking. To this day, Dukakis will not acknowledge Stelian's suicide attempt, although his mother confirms...
...chance to cultivate memories, both of their childhoods and of their children. "Now I, like a lot of other boomers, have ended my prolonged adolescence," says Virginia Kempf, a housewife in Atlanta, "and am trying to re-create my childhood." Her father had a vegetable garden, and her mother grew irises. "Here I am, with a two- and a three-year-old, back at my origins." Many of her friends, she finds, are of the same mind. "They are tired of being self-absorbed. They want some roots, and they're realigning their values...