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...major interfaith symposium at the Lutheran church attached to Amsterdam's Municipal University. Also in Amsterdam, Jesuit Theologian Pieter van Kilsdonk will celebrate the anniversary by presiding over a combined prayer service for Protestants and Catholics in a college chapel dedicated to St. Ignatius Loyola-a patron saint of the Counter-Reformation...
...frantically seek illegal abortionists, who seem remarkably available (one middle-class East Coast wife asked five friends, got five names). About 75% of abortionists are doctors, some of them genuine humanitarians. Until he retired a while ago, Dr. Robert Spencer of Ashland, Pa., was considered a saint by thousands of Eastern college girls. Even the police sent him their wives. One New Jersey general practitioner performs 250 abortions a year in his spotless, two-nurse clinic. "Every day I tell myself, This is the last,' " he says. "And every day someone else calls and sounds so frightened and alone...
...sculpture in the museums; the Philadelphia Museum of Art has currently installed "American Sculpture of the Sixties," with George Rickey's 37-ft.-high red blades soaring and Alexander Calder's white-petaled Ghost wafting under the 85-ft.-high ceiling of the Great Stair Hall before Saint-Gauden's bronze Diana (see color opposite). The new art is also demanding a permanent place there. This month, Minneapolis' Walker Art Center has installed its first permanent luminal-art gallery for light sculptures. And, because of its size, sculpture is now shouldering...
...cheery soul. From his burly, 6-ft., 205-lb. body, conservatively clad figure, pipes a merry, falsetto voice and a wealth of breezy wit. He is an incorrigible flirt-but friends who know him best compare him to St. Anthony and Martin Buber, calling him a kind of tormented saint. Says one of them, the painter Robert Motherwell: "Like myself and Jackson Pollock, he's a Celt. That partly explains his lyricism, his love of talk and drink -and his sense of being a minority...
...departure. In Melville, Hawthorne and Twain, there is always at least a memory of innocence. Not for Nat: for him there is no innocence, no redemption. From the corruptions of childhood, he acts out his damnation. His bloodbath is a black Mass; in Camus' words, he is "a saint without...