Word: sons
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Beulah Goren did Giovanni's wife, Luisa, somewhat nuttier than necessary, it seemed to me; one should be able to identify strongly with Luisa as a woman whose horror at the senselessness of her son's death has driven her near the brink of insanity--Miss Goren seemed to have tottered over long ago, however, and was therefore merely grotesque. John Kennedy's Tomaso needs to come alive, Carroll Britch's Nicola to die down...
Born at what he calls a "wide place in the road" named Fair Play, S.C. (40 miles southwest of Greenville), Heller is the son and grandson of physicians, had a brother and an uncle with M.D.s. Yet when he entered Clemson College at 16, Rod went into engineering. He switched to the family tradition in time to get his M.D. from Atlanta's Emory University in 1929. Joining up with the U.S. Public Health Service in 1931, he began hopscotching around on two-year tours of anti-VD duty. In 1934 Dr. Heller married Susie May Ayres, daughter...
Such heights are far removed from Manhattan's Lower East Side, where Winston was born and reared, the son of an immigrant from Odessa. Young Winston went to the College of the City of New York ('20) and Fordham Law School, raised a $50,000 stake in the export-import business, shrewdly started horse trading in real estate. In the Depression Winston confidently bought large blocks of land on city fringes, watched his wallet grow fat as the population shifted to the suburbs...
...finance, who ran off to Brazil to escape the clutches of the FBI and SEC when his watered empire collapsed (TIME, Aug. 4), leaving three banks short $825,000, is now lushly living it up in Rio de Janeiro, and Naoma Wallman, 25, blondish showgirl: their first child, a son; in Rio de Janeiro. Name: Clint Randolph. Weight...
...Belle downhearted? Not in the least. She had the baby, wrote a book, married a millionaire from Cleveland, later switched to the middle-aged son of a British banker and ran through his fortune in about a dozen years. "Belle." he said gently one day, "we have no more money." Gently, she left him. Before the year was out she was consorting with streetwalkers in London's slums and sleeping at night on the Thames Embankment...