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...called "Henry" by his accomplices and appeared the leader of the group. Faller and Mayershn described him to the police as being a black man 5'8" tall, 185 lbs., of medium build, wearing his straight hair combed over his forehead, and dressed in a long black overcoat...
...explains. "I'm tired of reading novels in which nothing happens. Books like that are really rehearsals for some imagined literary display. I spent time taking things out of my prose." His own book came hard. Separating words from rhythm, he says, was like "putting on a wooden overcoat." Dickey worked at it on and off for seven years. Though he has doubts about writing another, financially he can have no regrets. Book clubs, movie and paperback contracts already assure him of something like half a million dollars. At that, Deliverance is only one of four Dickey books that...
...only other new program with a glimmer of interest is Pat Paulsen's Half a Comedy Hour (ABC). Smothers Alumnus Paulsen led off with an embarrassing sketch played in Minnesota with Hubert and Muriel Humphrey. The comic, who supposedly had a stalled car and no overcoat, took pratfalls in snow drifts while the former Vice President, who was all bundled up, made interminable chatter. Other opening-night visitors were Daffy Duck (in animation) and the unthinkable Debbie Reynolds. The one amusing bit in the whole 30 minutes was the closing segment in which Pat pleaded with the "Nielsen families...
...Conductor Karel Ančerl, now music director of the Toronto Symphony, recalls the first time he saw Janáček: "I was returning home from a party with a few friends. A full moon lighted the park, and suddenly we saw a stocky man in a long overcoat talking to some birds. He was saying, 'Please talk to me, speak to me. I must hear your music, I must have it.' When the birds flew away, he would chase after them for a few feet, crying to them all the while. When...
...quickly as it had begun. Nora's smile faded and she was now standing silently, her long red hair falling below her shoulders, her brown eyes cast downward, her mouth blank. Tim and Eric adjusted the equipment some more, working in their shirtsleeves. I was cold, in a heavy overcoat...