Word: ruark
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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UHURU (555 pp.)-Robert Ruark-McGraw-Hill...
...late great Ernest Hemingway was a man of achievement in search of a public character to match, Robert Ruark is a public character still in search of the achievement that can justify it. After his initial success as a Scripps-Howard columnist, Ruark moved to Spain, found himself a handsome villa on the Costa Brava, bought a high-power rifle suitable for shooting big game, and discovered Africa. With the discovery, he declared himself a novelist. It was a mistake...
...Jack Paar said that it was the honorable thing for the U.S. to do. Republican Senator Barry Goldwater said that it was blackmail. Democratic Elder Stateswoman Eleanor Roosevelt saw it as an opportunity for U.S. humanitarianism to assert itself. Columnist Robert Ruark denounced it as an obscene, criminal proposition. Wherever the average American turned last week-to his television set, his newspaper, his favorite bartender or to his wife-he could get an argument. The subject of controversy: Fidel Castro's idea of accepting U.S. tractors in exchange for prisoners taken in the disastrous Bay of Pigs invasion...
...Ruark learned to read, mind his manners and hunt quail under the guidance of his grandfather, a leathery old Southport, N.C., Socrates who, in his literary reincar nation in The Old Man and the Boy, was good company but perhaps a little too fond of saying such things as "children ain't nothin' but puppies anyhow." This second book is more of the same, with a few of Ruark's African adventures thrown in. Like the first, it is written in sloppy, shoes-off language, and the fact that the author now buys his shoes for pounds...
...charm of ^-dropping has its limits, but Ruark rambles entertainingly about hunting, about shipping out on a rust-bucket freighter, and about the Old Man's tactful peace overtures to a Boy who has run away and who wishes his pride allowed him to run home again. It may occur to the reader that what the author has preserved is not merely leaf pressings of his own boyhood. The time has passed already, for instance, when most boys in the U.S. dreamed for three months a year of the opening of quail season. For that matter, the time...