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...Dodd Day festivities in Connecticut, then Vice President Lyndon Johnson was to be the star attrac tion. Former Dodd Aide James Boyd, one of the four ex-staffers who ran sacked the Senator's records and fed copies to Columnist Pearson, testified that a Johnson aide named Ivan Sinclair had demanded a letter stating the purposes of Dodd Day. Boyd wrote the letter, he said, but does not remember if he sent it. Earlier this month, Sinclair signed an affidavit for the Stennis committee; its last sentence said that the "purpose of Dodd Day was to raise funds...
...over with Interior, but there were signs that the industry would hold its own line rather than the Administration's. Cabling in reply, Phillips Petroleum President Stanley Learned told Luce that he "appreciated your concern" but felt that the industry could not "continue to absorb cost increases." Sinclair, citing higher costs and depressed prices over the last decade, also said nothing doing...
...novel's title is an allusion to Sinclair Lewis' The Man Who Knew Coolidge,* which Barney read at 14. At 40, he now admits that "nothing stayed with me but the title." And James quickly makes clear that he is no Lewis-style caricature of a Babbitt businessman. As the head of a New England wood-products factory, he has a fierce and principled pride in the quality of what he makes and in the dignity of the men who work for him. His resources as a human being are as varied as the generation...
...poorest of Sinclair Lewis' Midwestern novels, written in the late 1920s. Its businessman anti-hero is Lowell Schmaltz, who lives in Zenith, admires George Babbitt, and delivers endless monologues on Calvin Coolidge, cafeterias, motor trips, radio, etc. Coolidge sample: "Maybe he isn't what my daughter would call so 'Ritzy' ... he may not shoot off a lot of fireworks, but you know what he is? He's SAFE...
...Love. When he is not playing adman, businessman, referee and editor, Cerf devotes a good part of his time to keeping his authors happy. Fortunately, he enjoys it, even when his high-strung writers curl into knots. He likes to tell about the time that Sinclair Lewis spent a night at the Cerf apartment. "He had dinner," Cerf recalls, "and we were all sitting at the table. Then Bill Faulkner called up and said he was in town. I told Lewis and asked him, could Bill come over? Lewis said, 'Certainly not. This is my night!' Then...