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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...reason is that natural attraction, the mysterious magnetism books exude for all bibliophiles. The scent of all of those mountains of meticulously-piled Samuelson economics texts and Norton English anthologies, analytic studies of the French Revolution and the New Deal, thick tomes of Mann and Dostoevsky, wafts out into the Square and the Yard, drawing to it all possessors of a sensitive nose. I, for one, fondle books almost as tenderly as I do women, and in these hours I wander up and down the Coop's aisles, my fingers get a good workout. The silkiness of untouched pages...

Author: By Michael Massing, | Title: Where the Hell Are the Psych Books? | 9/1/1974 | See Source »

...regularly covered him. The camaraderie was strained only once, when a newcomer printed a remark about Watergate that Ford considered off the record, forcing other reporters to follow suit. "After that, his relationship with us became very professional," recalls CBS's Phil Jones. "But he has a thick skin. He's proud that he has lots of adversaries in Congress but no enemies. The same goes for the press...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Off to a Helluva Start | 8/26/1974 | See Source »

STUFFED IN the middle of my review copy of Ladies and Gentlemen--LENNY BRUCE!! I found a thick sheaf of slick xeroxed copies of reviews which the book had already received. Putting them aside, annoyed, I noticed a half-page of typescript, "About the Author." That seemed legit as preliminary reading. But the short biography-hype was culled from a self-advertising essay of Goldman's which I had read before: "Shuttling back and forth between Columbia University, where he was a lecturer, and Brooklyn, where he was one of the gang that ran with Lenny Bruce, Mr. Goldman developed...

Author: By Willy Forbath, | Title: The Greening of Albert Goldman | 8/20/1974 | See Source »

...treacherous hole. The tee was set back in a funnel of trees overlooking a narrow creek. About 200 yards out, the hole began a deceptively sharp 75-degree dogleg right toward a 2800-square-foot green. There was deep rough and a line of thick trees on both sides of the fairway, and in front of the green there was a gaping pond that had already served as an unwelcome commode for the balls and dreams of more than a few players in the Pleasant Valley field. The 17th was a perfect test. And an easy gallery hole. There were...

Author: By Harry HURT Iii, | Title: The Real Victor Was a Cool Ole Killer | 8/20/1974 | See Source »

...more, I was talking the other day to a steelworker in Indianapolis. He had to talk loudly because of the noise of the steaming blast furnaces that were spewing forth their glaring sparks a few yards away. He had very heavy eyebrows, and the T-shirt covering his thick chest was soiled with sweat. "You know," he said, "this guy Ford is real candid...

Author: By Michael Massing, | Title: Honeymooning With the Bathrobed Man | 8/16/1974 | See Source »

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