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...person may pick up a volume of correspondence now and then and read a letter here and there, but he never gets any connected idea of what the man is trying to say and abandons the book for the poems of John Greenleaf Whittier." --James Thurber (from "The Letters of James Thurber." The New Yorker...
...seen for what it is: a fascinating peek at the vast and largely hidden world of noncommercial publishing. This is where talented young or unknown writers are likely to make their first impressions. Perhaps the most interesting debut over the past year belongs to Gayle Baney Whittier, who teaches French literature at the State University of New York, Binghamton. Her short story Lost Time Accident, which opens the collection, sensitively records a girl's growing awareness of the life her father leads, exposed at his factory job to chemicals and danger, and of her first intimations of the meaning...
Cruisers prefer to travel in groups, and to proceed very, very slowly. Whittier Boulevard in East Los Angeles was the city's prime caravan route until the police began shutting the street on weekends. The cruisers moved to Van Nuys, in the San Fernando Valley. It was closed. They moved on, to Hollywood Boulevard...
...metaled sky. On horseback alongside them, stern, proud, aristocratic, rides their young colonel, Robert Gould Shaw. Here, just across from the gold-domed statehouse, Shaw led the North's first black regiment down Beacon Street and off to war. "The very flower of grace and chivalry," John Greenleaf Whittier wrote of Shaw's departure, "he seemed to me beautiful and awful, as an angel of God come down to lead the host of freedom to victory...
Many national dignitaries attended the celebration; dozens more sent regrets and wished the city a happy 250th. Joining the mayors of New York, San Francisco and a dozen other cities, not to mention literary figures like Walt Whittier in expressing sorrow at not being able to attend, was the poet James Russell Lowell. "Where'er I roam, whatever climes I see, My heart, untravelled, fondly turns to thee," Lowell worte...