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...though there was always somebody around. And the streets were lined with people. Many had programs and as they saw a runner approaching, they checked his number and then urged him on by name. The psychological boost, at least to a novice like me, was immeasurable. A person would yell, "That a boy, Ben, keep going." I think I got special attention because many pitied me. Here comes this whimp of a kid who certainly doesn't look 18. On the other hand, some kids, ver considerately, I thought, called me names, but it was sort of funny...
...stared at by 100 girls to get to see one. All the apparatus of bells, pink slips, tags, and signing in for parietals makes it a Special Occasion every time a boy comes, when everyone would be happier if it could be Just Dropping By. Girls are supposed to yell "Man on" when they bring their visitors upstairs and put a sign on the door after they have evacuated their roommate to leering suppositions underlying these procedures put the focus on just what the authorities are presumably trying to plaster over...
...these days, partly that Johnny Winter is the swingingest, funkiest new white blues singer to come out of the South in years. His electric guitar crackles with a kind of voltage that can only come from the gut, not an AC outlet. His singing ranges from a harsh, staccato yell to a high soprano wail. Many of his songs are his own-improvised on the spot, or written down the night before. Like Leland, Mississippi Blues, which he sang to a crowd of shouting enthusiasts recently at Manhattan's Fillmore East...
...Plantation ruins. Once there, we got out, and I jumped around for a while. Gayle followed, but she was always conscious of the fact that she was getting wet. I got my camera from the car and tried to get her to pretend the place was alive again, to yell and scream because no one else was there. But she felt uncomfortable pretending, and she couldn't be free when I pointed the camera at her. I told her the story of the plantation, but I guess it wasn't enough to make her stop and think for long...
...Gianni" Agnelli (pronounced Johnny An-yell-ie) lives in the style of an ancient Florentine prince. He is probably Italy's richest man and heaviest taxpayer-and he is, as well, an articulate social critic with a healthy appetite for life. His wife, a Neapolitan princess, is a renowned beauty and an energetic volunteer social worker as well as a society leader. The Agnellis have a couple of palaces and several retreats in the mountains and on the Italian Riviera. They travel among them in their own jet, helicopter and yachts. They socialize with the Henry Fords, Jackie...