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...week, "but ; silent partner." Underneath her carapace of reserve Pat Nixon carries the ambitions and anxieties of any other woman. She worries about her children and gives herself wholeheartedly to them during the 10% sliver of private life. (Once, when a withering Washington heat wave threatened a promised Sunday picnic. Pat simply moved the lunch hamper and the family to the floor of Dick Nixon's air-conditioned office and carried on from there.) Recently a young friend asked about the rigors of public life. Pat Nixon's eyes suddenly filled with tears...
...loved it. They were people who had perhaps never been to the theater before... you know in this country people feel ashamed about doing what their friends don't, they think it is raising their station.... this way they could tell their friends that they had been to a picnic in a tent...they loved getting wet, they really did. They got involved with me and I with them...
...shouting, "Bang, bang, bang!" In Karlsruhe, West Germany, their hotel manager watched suspiciously as their caravan arrived, later spotted drip-dry shirts hanging on lines in their rooms and stomped off muttering, "Gypsies!" But as they made their gypsy-like way through 55 concerts in eleven countries-eating picnic lunches, staying in the cheapest hotels, often sleeping in their cars-their reputation grew and preceded them...
...came together by sheer chance. Seven years ago, rotund, ebullient Nat Owings, 56, a senior partner of the huge architectural firm of Skidmore, Owings & Merrill, was visiting San, Francisco for the express purpose of courting a handsome divorcee, Margaret Wentworth. One fine fall day they set out on a picnic in the precipitous Big Sur country south of Carmel. Scrambling along the cliffs, they came upon a finger of land that thrust out into the Pacific in lonely grandeur. To the south, they could see a 40-mile sweep of coastline. Six hundred feet below, sea lions barked...
...Loss of Roses finds Playwright William (Picnic) Inge once again in the Middle West of a generation ago, portraying troubled, torn, anonymous lives. This time, he considers the jangled relationship between a widow (Betty Field) and her 21-year-old son (Warren Beatty), and what happens when an out-of-work tent-show dancer who had once been their maid (Carol Haney) comes to stay with them. The mother-whom the son deeply resents because he is too deeply drawn to her-had been happily married and, because of the boy's attitude, has given up marrying again. Aware...