Word: sommer
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Spot of Cash." In time, he set up headquarters in Zurich, where an auburn-haired beauty-shop owner named Trudi Sommer, 29. was only too happy to have him share her apartment. She thought he was a Canadian test pilot named Johnny Bird. Then, one night last January, for reasons he was never quite able to explain, Hume wandered off to a church, where he drank up all the communion wine. Next morning, armed with a pistol, he turned up at a small branch of Zurich's Gewerbebank to help himself to "a spot of cash...
...passport made out to "John Stephen Bird, company director, Liverpool." Thus equipped, Hume began appearing under various aliases in Montreal, Zurich, New York, Frankfort, Los Angeles, without ever being recognized. He spent most of the time in Switzerland, combining petty thievery with his courtship of auburn-haired Divorcee Trudi Sommer, 28, a Zurich beauty-shop owner. To lonely-hearted Trudi, Hume was Johnny Bird, a Canadian test pilot. At intervals, he would vanish mysteriously on "business trips...
Married. Sheree North, 25, cooch alumna turned cinemactress; and Psychologist Gerhart Sommer, 30; both for the third time; in Los Angeles...
...third reading. The two traits well combined make for what the uninitiated call good writing; they are best combined here in an excerpt from a picaresque novel by Richard Robinson, and in at least two poems, "Epithalamion, 4 A.M." by Stephen Sandy, and "To Speed and Greta" by Richard Sommer...
...full title of Richard Sommer's poem is "To Speed and Greta: A Word About Your Friend, Dead in Ambush; Algeria, November 1, 1957." It is a kind and wise, but realistic "Word." Sommer talks in verse about the memory of a dead friend and troubling inadequacies of memory. The metaphor of "masks" and "manikin" creates a speculative whole that reveals with emotion the sense of emptiness a death creates. One or two lines are too harsh for the general tone of the poem, however...