tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53779603854723110632024-03-18T06:32:22.096-07:00Grammar Tip of the DayRules of grammar, notes on vocabulary, and observations about the mechanics of writing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger547125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-5363676954480252002024-03-18T06:31:00.000-07:002024-03-18T06:31:26.913-07:00Hazel Stewart Liberman Arnett (1922-2023), author, TV producer, magazine editor <p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">Hazel Liberman
Arnett; 100, died in Cambridge, Massachusetts, on August 27, 2023.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hazel Stewart Liberman was born in New
York City on December 14, 1922, the third of four daughters of Bertha Bayer
Liberman and Isaac Liberman. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Throughout her long life, she was open
and vocal about her role as the black sheep of the Liberman family. “I was
unwanted,” she said to Brooks Clark, biographer of her younger sister Sally L.
Smith. “When I had the nerve to come out female, that was a disappointment. I
don’t know if I was supposed to be a sort of surrogate heir when my father
strangely chose Stewart for my middle name. Well, I say this because it seems
I’d been named after his store at the time, Stewart & Company.” I chuckled
a little. “You laugh,” she said to Clark. “But it wasn’t funny. In fact, I felt
so ashamed of having a boy’s name that whenever I was asked what the S stood
for, I invariably lied, answering, ‘Susan.’<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Not only was I not forgiven for not
being the wished-for male heir, but also for not having my siblings’ light
skin. My father, for some odd reason, overlooked the fact that my dark skin had
come from him! As a result of being made to feel different, my image of myself
was that of an ugly duckling Yet there were those who saw me through another
lens, like Sally’s Bennington College buddy Ruth Lyford, who said, ‘Hazel was
absolutely gorgeous and so different from the older sisters. She did things her
way.’<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Yes, I was the maverick in the family. I
was the rebellious one. Although Sally was less so, I knew there were times
when she looked up to me. Contrary to her memory, however, she was strongly
supported emotionally by our parents. She was what you might call their golden
girl. Whatever—putting perceptions aside, I am enormously proud of my sister,
who left a giant footprint in the field of teaching children with learning
differences.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Other
aspects made Hazel different from her sisters. As she admitted to Clark, “I was
a loner and a culture vulture, which I still am. I would often spend Saturday
afternoons at a museum by myself. Or sit in the last row of the balcony to see
a Broadway show, would you believe, for just fifty cents!”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With high hopes of becoming an opera
singer, Hazel started her training at the Cincinnati Conservatory of Music
while enrolled as a liberal arts student at the University of Cincinnati.
“Unfortunately,” says Hazel, “the conservatory was not at all good.” So, she
returned to New York, where she entered the BS degree program at the Juilliard
School of Music as a voice major. Although the basic music program was superb,
the voice department was not, forcing her to change her major. “I soon
discovered the vocal faculty had always been notoriously weak, and when the
outside teacher I eventually chose heard me sing he exclaimed, ‘Oh, another
Juilliard wreck!’ That he took me on was incredible considering he had produced
such stars as Todd Duncan, the first Porgy, and one of the Metropolitan’s
greatest baritones, Leonard Warren.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With tuition having been paid by her
parents, it fell to Hazel to pay for the lessons. This meant getting a job. At
first she found part-time work at Columbia University “punching an IBM machine”
and tabulating true-false exam scores. After a year she was hired to do
research for a music-loving advertising executive who had contracts for a
monthly music page in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Good Housekeeping</i>
and articles for the programs handed out at the Met. “To my shock and
amazement,” she told me, “this man also expected me to become his ghostwriter!
Who? Inexperienced me? In all honesty, I had never considered writing my strong
suit, but somehow I rose to the challenge and managed to muddle through. Since
part of my job was to conduct interviews behind the curtain, I got my first
taste of backstage life. Although thrilling at first, it soon became quite the
tutorial on the less glamorous side of stardom.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“As time passed, plus the unpredictable
vicissitudes of life, I was to switch gears and, with the help of many kind
folks, was able to gain a footing in my new trade. Early on I racked up credits
as a radio music continuity writer in New York and for a show produced by the
Marshall Plan in Paris starring film actor Jean-Pierre Aumont.” Following that,
Hazel scripted another show for the Marshall Plan called <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The International Women’s Program</i>, which was in essence an exchange
of inspirational ideas beamed to four other European countries. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Back in the States, Hazel worked as a TV
writer and producer for two years at CBS crafting scripts for Mike Wallace and
three years at NBC working for Hugh Downs and Arlene Francis. Later she wrote
and produced industrial films for AT&T and Dow Chemical. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hazel also enjoyed a magazine career.
While in Paris she worked as a reporter for <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Line,</i>
an American start-up publication<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i>created
for Seventh Avenue fashion houses that couldn’t afford to view haute couture
shows in person. There, Hazel’s beat was to cover<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i>runway shows, as well as culling boutiques for newsworthy items to
copy. Years later she was to edit <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Sew
Fashionable, </i>a sewing magazine. After that she spent two years as Fashion
Editor of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Woman’s Day,</i> landing next
at <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Family Weekly</i> as its manuscript editor.
Her final stop for five years was as executive editor of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Science Digest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hazel published two books: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I Hear America Singing </i>(1975), about two
centuries of folk songs, and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Converso</i>
(2005), a three-generational novel tracing the legacy of the Portuguese Inquisition
and the “crypto” Jews it created.<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><o:p></o:p></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As mentioned earlier, Hazel did things
her way and, as was her wont, she set her course in another way. Whereas all
her sisters had had huge Jewish weddings, Hazel said, “I eloped with Russell
Arnett, a non-Jew, and we promptly moved to France for him to learn filmmaking
at the prestigious Institut des Hautes Études Cinématographique.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Toward the
end of his studies at IDHEC, Russell served an apprenticeship with motion
picture producer Alexander Salkind on two features, one made in Spain, the
other in France. On returning to the United States, he was employed as an
assistant director on the Army’s Signal Corps training films. From there he
became assistant director of the Guy Lombardo TV series for two years before
moving on to feature films. Among several well-known directors he assisted were
Bud Yorkin and Peter Bogdanovich. As a director, his specialties were TV
commercials and industrial films. His major clients for industrials were
Lederle Laboratories and Singer Sewing Machines; for commercials, the
production company Screen Gems.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After fourteen years of marriage, Hazel
and Russell had her parents’ only granddaughter, Hayley. Approximately six
years later the couple divorced.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In 1984 Hazel moved to Saint Louis to
head the media arm of a famous institute. Within a year she met her second
husband, Wayner Swenson, a successful contractor and realtor. After seventeen
years, the very happy union of two culture vultures suddenly came to an end
when Swenson died in 2001. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hazel remained very active through her
nineties. At one point she submitted a different ten-minute play to two
playwriting festivals and was working on an original feature film treatment.
Living as long as she did, Hazel Arnett’s childhood memories date back to the
Roaring Twenties and the remarkable coming-to-America story of her parents and
their families.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; mso-themecolor: text1;">A Gray Homburg and Spats on West End
Avenue<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></b><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">On Sunday
afternoons in the late 1920s, Isaac Liberman would don his gray spats and
matching homburg hat, pick up his wooden cane with a gold band around it, and
usher his wife, Bertha, and three daughters into their elevator at 272 West
Ninetieth Street in Manhattan. From the front of their building, they walked a
few steps to the corner, where Liberman turned and took the lead as they
promenaded on West End Avenue, showing off the family to the neighborhood. Ike,
as he was called, a trim five-foot-four and dapper, walked with<span style="background: white;"> a stride that was measured and determined. Bertha,
barely five feet and fuller of figure, struggled to keep up at the best of
times</span>. “My father and mother never walked arm in arm,” remembered Hazel
Liberman Arnett, who trailed behind with her older sisters, Ruth and Irene.
Unlike the schoolgirls in the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Madeline</i>
books, they did not walk in a straight line. “It was more of a rotating
formation,” said Arnett.<span class="MsoEndnoteReference"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was the West Side of Manhattan in
the last days of the Roaring Twenties. Just a block to the west, fashionable
figures like Babe Ruth, George Gershwin, and Damon Runyon steered their
roadsters along the tree-lined curves and rises of Riverside Drive, which had
been finished just nineteen years earlier but still felt like the modern world
come to life. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sundays were the Libermans’ family
time. The rest of the week, including Saturdays, Ike served on the board of New
York’s oldest specialty store, Arnold Constable, at Fifth Avenue and Fortieth
Street, for the middle class and ran Stewart & Company, the specialty store
he had founded, serving upscale customers. “My father was a workaholic,” said
Arnett. “We didn’t see him, except on Sunday. He went to work before we got up
and came home after we went to bed. On Sunday, we’d put on our coats and walk the
neighborhood.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By any measure Ike Liberman had plenty to
show off. Since 1901, when he had arrived as a seventeen-year-old at the Castle
Garden pier from Lithuania, he had founded and built Stewart & Company into
one of Manhattan’s largest specialty stores, and in 1925 he had been asked to join
the board of Arnold Constable.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the decade Lindy hopped toward its
crescendo, Liberman was still on the rise, determined to build his fortune,
burnish his name, and take his place in fashionable society. As with J. P.
Morgan on Wall Street, the initials I. L. were identifier enough for Isaac
Liberman in the retail world.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In 1928 he had supervised the creation
of the inaugural gown for the wife of the newly elected governor of New York,
Franklin Delano Roosevelt. The process of creating the gown included the input
of Eleanor Roosevelt’s mother-in-law, Sara Delano Roosevelt. “I had picked a
group of dresses that made her look younger,” said Liberman. “I had to show
them to Mrs. Roosevelt’s mother-in-law. She said, ‘This is terrible.’”
Liberman, being diplomatic, helped Eleanor and Sara settle on another style,
although he knew it was not as flattering as the first group he had shown.
Eleanor said to Liberman, “You know, you’ve been wonderful with my
mother-in-law.” Later, he said, “Eleanor realized she’d made a mistake.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It turned out to be the first of two
inaugural gowns Liberman made for Roosevelt, who became a longtime friend and
ally in philanthropic causes. At her behest, Liberman became an early and loyal
supporter of the Wiltwyck School for Boys, which was located across the Hudson
from the Roosevelts’ home in Hyde Park and served the needs of emotionally
disturbed “juvenile delinquent” African American teenagers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In the spring of 1929, while Bertha was pregnant with their fourth
child, Liberman was busy with another venture—joining his friend Sam Golding in
starting the Sterling National Bank and Trust Company. As it happened, the bank
opened on May 7, 1929, the same day </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">Bertha gave birth to Sarah Bayer Liberman,
named after Bertha’s mother. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">Eddie Cantor, then
starring in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Whoopee!</i> on Broadway,
attended the bank’s opening celebration. “We compared births,” said Liberman.
“Sally was my fourth daughter. Cantor said, ‘I can top that—I have five.’”</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"> Sally’s birth was
long and painful: “The only one that had caused her such pain,” Sally
remembered her mother saying, “the only one to make it necessary for her to go
to the hospital.” [Hazel strongly disputes that her mother had to go to the
hospital for Sally’s birth. Nonetheless, these are the words that Sally heard
from her mother.] <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As he had before the birth of Hazel, Isaac
Liberman had strongly hoped for a boy to carry on his business, and he
expressed his disappointment in Bertha for not producing the right gender.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I do remember the day Sally was born,”
said Arnett. “I was in kindergarten downstairs in the building where we lived.
There was this beautiful bassinette and inside there was this beautiful,
fair-skinned baby. Later, in the summer, when we rented a hundred-acre estate
in Dobbs Ferry, New York, I remember that beautiful bassinette next to my
favorite tree, which I liked to climb.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“I was amazed about this fun little cherub,” said cousin Abba Bayer,
always called Abby, who was about the same age as Arnett.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thereafter, when the Libermans took
their Sunday strolls on West End Avenue, the baby Sarah stayed back in the
apartment with Anna MacDonald, the Scottish nurse who had been with the family
for eleven years.<a href="https://d.docs.live.net/ec3d84fac05012e0/Sally%20Smith%20biography/Hazel%20Arnett/Hazel%20Liberman%20Arnett%20profile.docx#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><!--[if !supportFootnotes]--><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Aptos; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ligatures: none; mso-themecolor: text1;">[1]</span></span><!--[endif]--></span></span></a>
“She just took charge,” said Arnett. “Our time was all with the nurse. It
wasn’t with our parents—just on Sunday.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>MacDonald’s influence on the household
can be gauged by a switch she made soon after the baby’s arrival. “Anna the
nurse had the gall to change her name to Sally,” said Hazel, “which turned out
to be her sister’s name. It was scandalous!”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>That summer, Liberman’s perspective as board member of a bank may have
led him to take a close look at the surging stock market. Or perhaps he had a
moment like that of Joseph P. Kennedy, who said he realized it was time to exit
the market when taxi drivers offered him stock tips, the man shining his shoes
gave him the latest financial news, and his cook had a brokerage account.
Liberman may also have noticed the large numbers of his customers who were
buying on credit. In fact, charge operations were making up 45 to 70 percent of
his business, as they were in stores like Lord & Taylor, Best & Co.,
and Abraham & Strauss. Whatever Liberman’s reasoning, he, like Joe Kennedy,
sold short before Black Friday, October 29, 1929. In the aftermath of the
crash, as Arnett put it, “He made a killing.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Although Liberman had been savvy enough to sell his own stocks, he
couldn’t save Stewart & Company. In unfortunate timing, Liberman had built
a new location at Fifth Avenue and Fifty-Sixth Street and opened it on October
16, 1929. The building featured an entranceway that was described in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The New York Times </i>as “a stupendously
luxurious mix of limestone, bronze, platinum, and hammered aluminum . . . At
the very top of the façade were limestone relief panels of two nearly naked
women brandishing large scarves, as if dancing. The interior was just as
opulent as the entrance: murals, decorative painting, and a forest of woods:
satinwood, butternut, walnut, cherry, rosewood, bubinga, maple, ebony, red
mahogany, and Persian oak.” An invitation to a luncheon preceding the
inauguration ceremonies, which Eleanor Roosevelt attended, read, “signalizing
through architecture and decoration a new era of art in fashion.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After
the crash, with Stewart customers unable to buy anything, Liberman closed the
new store and sold it to Paul Bonwit, who had for some time been urging him to
make a deal for the location. “They were on Thirty-Eighth Street,” Liberman
remembered. “He said Bonwit Teller belongs uptown.” Uptown it went, and there
it remained for fifty years or so until a young developer from Queens tore the
building down and erected a luxurious glass skyscraper that he named Trump
Tower after himself. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the next phase of Liberman’s business
life, he took over as president of </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">Arnold Constable
as it navigated the wreckage of the Great Depression.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"> Part of his
strategy anticipated the rise of the suburbs. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">Under
Liberman’s leadership, Constable expanded into New Rochelle in 1937, followed
thereafter by the Long Island towns of Hempstead and Manhasset; the New Jersey
outposts Hackensack, Trenton, New Brunswick, and West Orange; and Upper Darby
in Pennsylvania.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In
1933, the Liberman family—Ike; Bertha; daughters Ruth, Irene, Hazel, and Sally;
and Anna MacDonald, the nurse—moved to the East Side and a twelve-room
apartment at 1000 Park Avenue, at Eighty-Fourth Street. Ike, as driven as ever,
spent little time with the women at home. As his and Bertha’s social profile
grew, she was consumed with raising money for Jewish charities and carrying out
her role as a lady of New York society.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">She ran her household with the help of a
cadre of live-in employees that over the years, along with MacDonald, included
chambermaid and waitress Marie Sebek from Czechoslovakia; cook Lou Michael from
Germany; and chauffeur and butler Al Crain from the horse country of Kentucky,
where he had been an aspiring jockey (before he grew too tall) and a stable
hand thereafter. A Runyonesque character, Crain loved to bet on the ponies,
smoked cheap cigars, taught Hazel to drive, and served the family for many
years. The live-in help was complemented by seamstresses and laundresses who
came in for the day. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The three older daughters went to Fieldston, the high school of the
progressive Ethical Culture Society, in a leafy section of the Bronx. “It was
peer pressure,” explained Hazel Arnett. “All of my parents’ friends’ kids had
been sent to Fieldston, so we were, too.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Sally, meanwhile, attended Public School No. 6, the Lillie D. Blake
School at East Eighty-Fifth Street, named after suffragist Lillie Devereaux
Blake. Each morning MacDonald walked Sally from their door on Park Avenue one
block up to Eighty-Fifth Street then one block over to Madison Avenue, then
walked her back when school let out. Sally loved her dearly.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Each winter Isaac and Bertha spent a month in Florida, leaving the
children in MacDonald’s care. “None of us traveled,” said Hazel. “Here we are,
rich kids. But we didn’t feel rich. We didn’t go to Bermuda like some of the
other kids in our schools. Other than camp in Maine in the summer, none of us
went anyplace.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In this protected environment, “the baby” Sally spent most of her time
at home alone with her dolls, her books, the games she made up, and Anna MacDonald.
Sally’s was a privileged Park Avenue childhood that contrasted dramatically
with the remarkable coming-to-America stories of her father and mother, just a
generation before. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<h1><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-themecolor: text1;">The
Rise of Isaac Liberman<o:p></o:p></span></b></h1>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">In 1900, a fire roared through the inventory of the
yard-goods store owned by Isaac Liberman’s parents in the tiny rural shtetl of
Ramygala, in northwest Lithuania, then still a part of the Russian Empire. In
the aftermath, the government-run insurance paid just 10 percent of what the
fabrics had been worth. Liberman, then sixteen, looked around at Ramygala
(literally, “Quiet End”). Nestled in the highlands, it was remote from
everything— except, from time to time, the bootheels of the Czar’s dragoons.
Almost half of Ramygala’s 1,326 people were Jews, but that didn’t help when the
pogroms came—or maybe it made things worse. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To one extent or another, waves of
violence against Jews were a recurring part of life in Czarist Russia in the
latter half of the nineteenth century. It was said that things had been better
in Lithuania’s capital city of Vilna, ninety miles to the southeast, where
Poles, Latvians, Estonians, Jews, Catholics, Protestants, Germans, and Russians
had lived together in a cultural stew. But the Czar’s soldiers had seen to it
that each pogrom was bloodier and more brutal than the last. Throughout the
1890s, Isaac’s four older brothers and sister, like thousands of Lithuanian
Jews, had emigrated. His oldest two brothers, Udol and Zalman, had gone to
Israel. Philip, Meyer, and Rose had left for New York City. Their letters home
from Manhattan described a city where they could make a living. As the old joke
went, “America is paradise. We work only a half day: twelve hours.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Isaac had been born in 1885. In later
life, not knowing the exact date of his birth, he picked December 25, because
it was a day of the year he wouldn’t have to have his store open. In later life
he also made it clear that he had no fond memories of the poverty and the
injustice of having everything swept away in an instant. His grandson Randy
Smith once asked him, “Don’t you ever want to go back?” Liberman paused and
answered, “Why?” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Isaac’s path of immigration likely took
him through Poland and East Prussia to Hamburg, where steamers departed for
America. Rose and Philip met him at the Castle Garden pier on the tip of
Manhattan. It was 1901, and Isaac started working for Philip straight away. “My
brother ran retail stores,” said Liberman, “convenience stores.” </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">They sold dry goods, clothing, and notions.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"> “His main store
was on Eighth Avenue and Fortieth Street.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The family lived above the first floor,
and Liberman lived with them. “I was of considerable help to him,” said Ike. “I
didn’t know what ‘hours’ meant. I’d work six in the morning until ten at night,
Sunday night until twelve. We used to stay open on Sunday morning until twelve,
twelve-thirty. In spring and summer the streetcars were five cents a ride,
which was itself interesting. On Sunday afternoons I’d take a ride on the
streetcar up to 110th Street, where they had a regular Coney Island up there.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Throughout his life, Liberman generally
pronounced <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">v</i> as <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">w</i> and vice versa, as in “ewentually” and “vuz.” The following
sentence is rendered as spoken to provide a feeling for the way Liberman spoke.
“My job ewentually vas to open up some of these stores and see that they were vell
stocked vith merchandise, at Canal Street and Broadvay and places like that.
Eventually ve opened up a big one on Broadvay opposite City Hall. One of the
big stores had occupied that corner. They moved further uptown and my brother
took over that store.”</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Liberman remembered that Frank W. Woolworth had his offices on that
corner. “Mr. Woolworth used to come in to the store, and he asked me some
questions. He was very pleasant, very nice. Eventually, he put up the Woolworth
building, one of the first skyscrapers.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One day in 1903 or thereabouts, Philip made
Isaac an offer. “My brother said to me, ‘I’ve just taken another store, and I’m
going to make you a partner of mine in that store.’ I was naturally delighted.
I thought that was wonderful of my brother to have done. So we went down and
saw where the store was, and he had laid out exactly what was happen to open
the store, and he said to me, ‘We’re going to call it either Liberman Brothers
or Philip & Isaac Liberman.’ I couldn’t sleep that night thinking that I
would be in business with my brother. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“We opened up and it was very successful,
we were doing business, but my name did not appear over the store, so I spoke
to my brother. I said, ‘I thought I was to be a partner of yours and we were
going to call it Liberman Brothers or Philip and Isaac Liberman.’ He said,
‘I’ve thought it over, and I thought you were too young.’ He thought that I
ought to wait. ‘Eventually,’ he says, ‘we’ll do it. But you’re too young yet.’
So I was very disturbed about it. He was probably right, but youth doesn’t understand
that. [It] can’t wait. I said, ‘I hate to do it, but I can’t put my efforts to
the best if I’m thinking that my name wouldn’t be up,’ and I said I would like
to step out of the business. He said, ‘Well, that’s all right, but I can’t pay
you out.’ I said, ‘I’ll take one half of the merchandise, if you will permit me
to keep it in the basement until I get myself located,” and so it was. I must
have been about twenty.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was Liberman’s sanitized version
of this episode, rendered with seven and a half decades of perspective. In
fact, this parting of the ways was considerably more bitter. Philip later moved
to Florida, where he started the first commercial bank in Miami Beach and his
son Marcie served as mayor from 1947 to 1949. Liberman did not approve of
Marcie because he was unpolished, was often quoted for his malapropisms, and
reportedly socialized with mobsters. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In later years, Liberman also broke off
social relations with his older brother Meyer, even when Meyer was working for
him at Arnold Constable. Liberman was self-disciplined and assiduous in his
personal habits. He held everyone around him to his own lofty standards of
behavior, appearance, and achievement. As apparent as these traits were in
later years to Liberman’s wife and children, they were also fully present when
he was in his early twenties, beginning to build his business. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“My first store was on 1418 Broadway
right opposite the Metropolitan Opera House,” Liberman recalled. “It was an
empty store and I took it. I went to the resources and they all welcomed me
very nicely and they gave me credit, and I bought nice merchandise to add to
what I had. Since that store was located next to the opera, in the middle of
the block, and there was plenty of activity until about twelve o’clock, and so
I stayed open until twelve o’clock. I was very envious of the papers,
particularly the Sunday papers, and all the advertising there. I thought, “If I
could only afford to spend some money on the advertising.” I checked it out,
and I thought it was too expensive. I went around to the newsstands and I asked
them, if I was to print a circular, would they put it in the Sunday section of
the papers. They wanted to know what I would pay, and I said, ‘Whatever you say
as a tryout, but you’ve got to be reasonable to start with,’ and they said yes.
The Sunday paper came out, it was the same size as the newspaper pages, and it
was successful. That was my first experience in advertising, but it didn’t last
long. The newspapers put in a restriction because the loose flyers fell out of
the papers and into the street.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“We were going along, the store was too small, and there was a store a
block and a half away, near Forty-Second Street, opposite the Imperial Hotel
and Broadway. The store was successful, doing good business. I was in that
store for quite a few years. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">I o</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">perated under the
name Stewart and Company because Liberman Brothers was taken.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>His first Fifth Avenue store was between was between Thirty-Eighth and
Thirty-Ninth. His next store, offering “Correct Apparel for Women &
Misses,” was at Fifth Avenue and Thirty-Seventh Street. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Around this time, Liberman helped organize the Fifth Avenue Association,
which shaped the future of that storied commercial district. “Between 1913 and
1920,” writes William Leach in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Land of
Desire</i>, “streets were widened, trees planted, public space freed—to the
‘extent that it was possible’—of ‘riff-raff,’ as the association’s notes
reported. ‘Isles of safety’ for pedestrians were created on the streets and
garish billboards were demolished. At the urging of the association, the city
adopted new subway stations and rerouted bus service to serve the retail
district better.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>At that point, Liberman decided to take a buying trip to Europe,
“particularly to France.” He and his two closest friends, a lawyer and an
engineer, started out in Paris. “We made an arrangement with the commissionaire
there, had everything lined up so we can place orders. So it was.” Next they
took the train to Venice, because Isaac wanted to see what Venice looked like.
“I didn’t know if there was anything I was interested in purchasing in Venice,
and I just couldn’t take the smell of the canals.” His friends said he was too
fussy. “I may be too fussy,” he told them. “But I can’t breathe. I can’t fall
asleep.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>So they adjourned to the Adriatic oceanfront at Lido Beach. “It was
beautiful,” Liberman recalled. “It was a great place for schoolteachers, and”—a
memory that plainly endured— “they used to bathe nude.” Then, said Liberman, “a
Sunday morning came along and there was an extra: Austria had declared war
against Serbia. ‘Oh my God,’ I says. ‘What’s that going to mean?’ We were
supposed to leave on Monday morning to Trieste.” They asked Cook’s travel
bureau what they should do. “They said, ‘Oh, don’t pay attention to that <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Austria Declares War</i>. They’re going to
walk in and that will be the end of it. Go ahead.’ And that’s exactly what we
did.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The three Americans found that their original itinerary would take them
into the war zone. They were told that a big inland city, Vienna, would be
safer. They ended up stuck in Vienna for three or four months. Fortunately, the
manager of their hotel had managed the Imperial Hotel across the street from
Liberman’s store in New York. Liberman and his friends had to obtain passports
from the American embassy because up until that time, as he said, “you didn’t
need ’em.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Eventually they made their way back to Paris, hoping to pick up some
merchandise, but with nothing available they went on to England and home. “I
was a different person when I stepped off the boat,” said Liberman. True to
that statement, for the rest of his life, he never again left the United
States.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">A Match Is Made <o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By 1916, Liberman had established
himself as a successful entrepreneur and a respected civic leader. “So it was
time for him to find a wife,” said Hazel Arnett. In line with the culture of
the day, his introduction to twenty-two-year-old Bertha Bayer was the work of a
matchmaker. If the matchmaker was not named Dolly Levi, no matter. We can still
picture Barbra Streisand at Luchow’s arranging to bring Isaac Liberman and
Bertha Bayer together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To Bertha, the matchmaker might have
said, “So what if he’s nine years older? </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">He owns his own
store. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">He’s full of
energy. Everybody who tries to keep up with him at Stewart & Company knows
that. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">He doesn’t drink or smoke. He’s fit and
trim—never touches dessert. He even has good teeth—never had a cavity in his
life. Let’s face it, Miss Bayer, a person could do worse!”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To Ike, Mrs. Levi might have cooed,
“Miss Bayer is pretty and young—plenty of time for lots of children. She comes
from a good Lithuanian family. Good businessmen. They’re devout, very orthodox.
She was born in this country, even. [She wasn’t, but coming over at eighteen
months is close enough.] Remember, Mr. Liberman, you’re no spring
chicken.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>To properly express his intentions, I.L. would have been introduced to
Bertha’s father, Samuel Bayer, at 54 an owner of Bayer Brothers, a thriving
textile business with offices at 53 Fifth Avenue</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">and a mill across
the Hudson in Paterson, New Jersey. Bayer was a dignified gentleman, with a
white moustache and goatee, his white hair swept back, with the piercing eyes
of a man who, like Liberman, had made his way in New York business and thrived
on his hard work and savvy. In fact, when Liberman called upon Bayer in his
apartment at 2 West Ninety-Fourth Street, he met a man whose journey from
Lithuania to America had much in common with his own.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></p>
<h1><span style="mso-bookmark: _Toc483758716;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-themecolor: text1;">Meet the Bayers; Ike and Bertha’s Life
Together</span></b></span></h1>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">In the year 1900,
Eldridge Street between Canal and Division was crowded with pushcarts, fruit
and vegetable vendors, and horse-drawn wagons. It was a hub of life for
thousands of Eastern European Jews on the Lower East Side, much of it focused
around the massive, ornate façade of the Eldridge Street Synagogue, at No. 12.
Two doors down toward Division Street, at No. 8, stood a typical tenement
house. Among its twenty-four tenants were Samuel and Sarah Bayer, their six
children—Annie, fourteen; Henry, eleven; Alexander, ten; Mortimer, nine; and
twins Bertha and Isidor, four—and Samuel’s younger brother Jack, who had come
over from Vilna the year before. Samuel himself had emigrated in 1894. Sarah
and the children, including the twins who were then only eighteen months old,
had followed in 1897.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On a Saturday morning, the family might
have walked the two doors up to the synagogue. Samuel and Jack would have
settled in with the men downstairs. Sarah and the children would have climbed
the wooden staircase to sit in the balconies. In the records of the
congregation, the Bayers are not listed among its members. There were hundreds
of synagogues in the neighborhood where they might have felt more comfortable
or where Samuel’s older brother, Phil, and his family might have chosen to
worship.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"> The Bayers had
been textile merchants back in Vilna, selling undyed cotton, or what was known
as gray goods. When Phil had come over in the early 1880s, he had transplanted
the business and encouraged Samuel to join him. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">As Samuel prospered, he joined many Jewish
and Italian immigrants in moving his family to Harlem, first to 251 West 112th
Street, two blocks north of Central Park. By 1910, they lived at 187 West 118th
Street, where they were doing well enough to employ a Polish maid.<a href="https://d.docs.live.net/ec3d84fac05012e0/Sally%20Smith%20biography/Hazel%20Arnett/Hazel%20Liberman%20Arnett%20profile.docx#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2;" title=""><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><!--[if !supportFootnotes]--><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Aptos; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ligatures: none; mso-themecolor: text1;">[2]</span></span><!--[endif]--></span></span></a></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">As Samuel prospered more, he moved the family
to 2 West 94th Street, on the corner of Central Park West. In time, he was a
founder and first president of the uptown Talmud Torah. He was also a founder
and president of the West Side Jewish Center at 131 West Eighty-Sixth
Street.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When Ike Liberman started looking for
a bride, the Bayers’ oldest daughter, Annie, was still living at home. She
eventually married her uncle Phil—not exactly ideal, but sometimes things
happen that way. Henry, Al, Moe, and Iz were working for Bayer Brothers. When
the United States joined the Great War, Moe registered for the draft, became a
doughboy, and showed off the portrait in his uniform for the rest of his life.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">The Covenant of Marriage at the Astor Hotel</span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">In later life Ike
Liberman said, “I met my lady at one of the functions. I don’t remember which
one it was. She appealed to me. I was around 31 years old, and she was about
22. So it was I asked her, and she was foolish enough to say yes.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At other times he told a story, almost
certainly apocryphal and having the ring of a line from a vaudeville routine,
about meeting Bertha when she fell off a bicycle. “I helped her,” he said from
time to time, “and her father made me marry her.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If
the marriage was the work of a matchmaker, she earned her fee. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">Isaac and Bertha
were married on February 25, 1917, in the Grand Ballroom of the Astor Hotel.
The service was performed by M. Hyamson and Rabbi Oraih Chaim Congoly.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">The witnesses were Gus Nathansoly and Wolf
Kufeld.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">From the certificate of the day:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">This Certificate
Witnesseth<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">That on the First day of the week, the Third day of the month Adul in
the year 5677, A.M., corresponding to the 25<sup>th</sup> of February 1917 the
holy Covenant of Marriage was entered into at New York between the Bridegroom
Isaac Liberman and his Bride Bertha Bayer.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">The said bridegroom made the following declaration to his bride: <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">“Be thou my wife according to the law of Moses and of Israel. I
faithfully promise that I will be a true husband unto thee. I will honor and
cherish thee, and will provide all that is necessary for thy due sustenance,
even as it beseemeth a Jewish husband to do. I also take upon myself all such
further obligations for thy maintenance, during thy life-time, as are
prescribed by our religious statute.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">And the said bride has plighted her troth unto him, in affection and in
sincerity, and has thus taken upon herself the fulfillment of all the duties
incumbent upon a Jewish wife.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">This Covenant of Marriage was duly executed and witnessed this day,
according to the usage of Israel.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The commemorative photo, by Drucker & Co. NY, shows guests in formal
attire, mostly white tie, seated around some twenty-one round tables in the
grand ballroom, with six chandeliers and twelve Beaux Arts statues on each of
the decorative supports leading to the domed ceiling. The bride and groom, with
the latter in a top hat, are standing to the left and back in the photo, at a
table with Sarah and Samuel Bayer (also in a top hat), a rabbi, and the rest of
the Bayer children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></b><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">Isaac and Bertha
set up housekeeping in an apartment at 135 West Eighty-Ninth Street, between
Amsterdam and Columbus, with a French maid and a Bohemian cook who knew how to
keep kosher. Bert, as Isaac called her, pious and observant, went to an
Orthodox synagogue on West Eighty-Sixth Street. When daughter Ruth arrived on
January 7, 1918, the Libermans hired Anna MacDonald, then fresh off the boat
from Scotland, to take care of her. <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The next year </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;">Liberman was part of a group of merchants,
led by Percy Straus of Macy’s, who founded the School of Retailing, which later
became the Institute of Retail Management, at New York University. “Retailing
in New York had a problem,” said Liberman. “No one was doing anything to
develop any people in the retail field. None of the colleges had a retail
course. We had to bring in some young people and train them, which takes years,
before they could be of importance. We thought some of the colleges would be
interested in developing a retail course so that people can go and be taught
retailing in a year, year and a half, and have some talent.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>As described by William Leach, “the first start-up meetings were held at
the Strauses’ private offices at Macy’s and in the Mandarin Room at Lord &
Taylor’s on Thirty-Seventh Street and Fifth Avenue. More than twenty merchants
from stores in Newark, Manhattan, and Brooklyn attended these meetings, along
with people from the New York City Board of Education and New York University.”
Liberman found himself lecturing at NYU along with colleagues like Straus and
Samuel Reyburn, head of Lord & Taylor. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After Irene was born March 1, 1920, and
Hazel on December 14, 1922,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">the family moved
to the larger apartment at West End Avenue and Ninetieth Street. “We lived in a
fourth-floor duplex,” Hazel Arnett remembered. “The address has since changed
to 610 West End Avenue, even though the front door is still on Ninetieth
Street. The apartment had a room-sized foyer, living room, kitchen, maids’
rooms, dining room, and parlor on the first floor. We had a huge icebox in the
pantry, so the iceman cometh. On the second floor was our parents’ room and
dressing room, a room where our two older sisters slept, and a room for the
nurse, the baby, and me.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In the middle of the Roaring Twenties, Arnold Constable & Co.,
established in 1825 and the oldest specialty store in New York, was having
management problems. “Arnold Constable was being run by an advertising man,”
said Liberman. “He knew nothing about retail. Our attorney, as it happened,
represented the Chase Bank, which held 50 percent interest in Arnold Constable.
My lawyer, George Haight, asked, ‘Are you having lunch in the same spot, at the
Waldorf?’ He said, ‘Give me some figures. What kind of a deal would you like?’
I said, ‘It seems to me that it’s kind of a deal where we ought to make a
merger—Stewart & Co. merges with Arnold Constable.’ He said, ‘You are in
that business. It seems to me that you ought to be able to work up a deal whereby
we could merge and make a success.’<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Within twenty-four hours they had it all written up and I accepted, just
as they had written it.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>That was 1925. “It took a few months to reorganize,” said Liberman, who
led from his position on the new board. As the stock market soared and the
economy boomed, Stewart & Company—serving the upper crust of New York
society—and Arnold Constable—catering to the middle-class market—prospered
together. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In 1928 Liberman helped found the Hundred-Year Association, an
organization of New York companies in continuous existence for at least a
century. It was a promotional effort that ended up with more than 400 members.
It took considerable effort for Liberman to get Cornelius Vanderbilt and the
New York Central Railroad to take part. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">“I’m only the president,” Vanderbilt told
Liberman. “The vice president, he’ll work with you.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>On May 9, 1929, came the birth of Sally and the Sterling National Bank,
followed by the Crash and the demise of Stewart & Company.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Although Liberman had exited the stock market, his in-laws had not.
“They lost everything,” said Hazel Arnett. “The tables were turned.” The
Bayers, who had previously been considered the more established family, now
needed Liberman’s help to get back on their feet. His annoyance at this burden
was evident to Sally. She saw it as a source of tension between her mother and
father, whose relationship was chilly and distant at best. In 1932, Liberman
got his nephew Merwin Bayer, just seventeen, a job at Arnold Constable. He was
successful enough that in 1938 a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">New York
Times</i> story announced that he was part of an “executive committee” of
younger employees who would “take over merchandising during the store’s 113th
anniversary celebration.” The team reported to Liberman’s brother Meyer, who
was then the vice president and treasurer.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In 1945, a young Eileen Ford was hired in Constable’s advertising
department, reporting directly to Liberman as a stylist and working on some of
America’s first story catalogues. “‘They were pages—whole sections in the
catalogue—that had a running theme with an editorial feel,’” she recalled in
Robert Lacey’s biography <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Model Woman:
Eileen Ford and the Business of Beauty</i>. “‘And it was at Arnold Constable
that I learned about accessorizing: what goes with what when you’re styling
photographs and presenting clothes.’” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Most of all, Ford recounted, she dived deeper into the modeling
business. “‘It was my job to hire all the models for Constable’s advertising
campaigns and catalogues. So I was on the telephone a lot. I got to know how
all the different agencies worked, and I made good friends with a lot of the
models. I learned a big lesson when Mr. Isaac Liberman saw what I was paying
for some models per hour. He was not happy, and he let me know it. So we had to
work much quicker in the photo studio.’”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Lacey writes, “Negotiating with photographers and modeling agencies,
arranging photo shoots, and devising the marketing campaigns for one of the
city’s most eminent department stores, Eileen rapidly made a name for herself
as she bustled around the high-pressure world of New York City’s fashion
business. Lively, self-confident, and efficient, the young Mrs. Ford was
clearly a rising talent, and it was not long before the headhunters came
calling.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“‘I made a terrible mistake,’” recalled Ford. “‘I let a recruitment
agency, a lady called Betty Corwin, talk me into leaving Arnold Constable. It
was partly the money, but also the idea that, in fashion terms, Arnold
Constable was getting a bit homely and had become out of date.’” Nonetheless,
the lessons she learned from Liberman at Constable came in handy when she
started her own modeling agency.</span><span style="background: white; color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Helvetica; mso-themecolor: text1;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>In the early fifties, Liberman, as president, replaced Meyer as chairman
and took over the job himself, one of many instances over the years when he
grew impatient with his less polished older brothers for not living up to his
high standards. Amid the Roaring Twenties, Liberman’s older brother Philip and
his son Marcie had started a chain of clothing stores in Wilkes-Barre,
Pennsylvania. In 1929, they moved to Miami Beach, where Marcie, a rotund,
lovable bachelor, became a liquor wholesaler. In 1931 Philip, as his brother
had two years before, started a bank. It was the Mercantile National, Miami
Beach’s first commercial bank. When Philip died in 1937, the bank went to
Marcie and his sister, Bertha Miller, back in New York. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>As mayor of Miami Beach from 1947 to 1949, Marcie was known for his
malapropisms. When he was named mayor, he said he had reached “the pinochle of
success.” Sometimes he fell asleep during long city council deliberations, then
woke up and said, “I move that we abdicate for today. I got work to do.” His
obituary in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Miami News</i> notes, “He
admitted that he sometimes dreamed up other assaults on the language to break
the tension at council sessions. ‘If I can get those guys laughing, they may
forget what they were arguing about.’” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“Marcie was quite a character,” said his second cousin Jon Low. “Ike
apparently despised him because he was so wild and ostentatious. He always took
Mom and Dad [Irene and Jerome Low] to showy restaurants, then to clubs. He
consorted with Mafiosi, show girls, etc. He was a high liver and a great guy.
Never let anyone pick up a bill.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Marcie lived for twenty years at the Albion Hotel, where friends could
always find him in the lobby or in the barbershop across the street. “He was a
shrewd businessman, a millionaire, and one of the area’s most generous
philanthropists,” reads his obituary. He and his father helped build the Beth
Jacob Orthodox Congregation at the beach, and he “without publicity,
contributed fortunes to Miami Sinai Hospital, the University of Miami, and many
other institutions.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Perhaps a less driven, less perfectionist Liberman could have been more
forgiving of his relatives. In the years to come, he amplified the prestige of
his role as president of Arnold Constable by continuing his charitable and
civic activities. He was a founder of the Businessmen’s Council of the
Federation of Jewish Philanthropies and a longtime executive board member of
the New York chapter of the Boy Scouts.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In
1947 he and Bertha established the Bertha and Isaac Liberman Foundation, which
supports worthy causes, many of them in the arts, to the present day. Liberman
ended up supporting Eleanor Roosevelt not only in the Wiltwyck School for Boys,
but also in the </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">American Association for the United Nations when she assumed her role
with the American delegation to the UN.</span><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"> <a href="https://d.docs.live.net/ec3d84fac05012e0/Sally%20Smith%20biography/Hazel%20Arnett/Hazel%20Liberman%20Arnett%20profile.docx#_ftn3" name="_ftnref3" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3;" title=""><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><!--[if !supportFootnotes]--><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ligatures: none; mso-themecolor: text1;">[3]</span></span><!--[endif]--></span></a></span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoFootnoteText"><a href="https://d.docs.live.net/ec3d84fac05012e0/Sally%20Smith%20biography/Hazel%20Arnett/Hazel%20Liberman%20Arnett%20profile.docx#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1;" title=""><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><!--[if !supportFootnotes]--><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Aptos",sans-serif; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Aptos; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ligatures: none;">[1]</span></span><!--[endif]--></span></span></a>
Although she gave her full name as Anna MacDonald Fosdick to a census taker,
the Libermans knew her as Anna MacDonald.<o:p></o:p></p>
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<p class="MsoFootnoteText"><a href="https://d.docs.live.net/ec3d84fac05012e0/Sally%20Smith%20biography/Hazel%20Arnett/Hazel%20Liberman%20Arnett%20profile.docx#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2;" title=""><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif;"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><!--[if !supportFootnotes]--><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Aptos; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ligatures: none;">[2]</span></span><!--[endif]--></span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif;"> The Bayer Brothers firm was eventually
sold to Cannon Mills in 1938.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<div id="ftn3" style="mso-element: footnote;">
<p class="MsoFootnoteText"><a href="https://d.docs.live.net/ec3d84fac05012e0/Sally%20Smith%20biography/Hazel%20Arnett/Hazel%20Liberman%20Arnett%20profile.docx#_ftnref3" name="_ftn3" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3;" title=""><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif;"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><!--[if !supportFootnotes]--><span class="MsoFootnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Aptos; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ligatures: none;">[3]</span></span><!--[endif]--></span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: "Garamond",serif;"> Isaac Liberman remained president of
Arnold Constable until 1963 and retired as chairman in 1970. He died at 97 on
August 2, 1983.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoFootnoteText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
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</div>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-5693130576326021122023-11-01T05:37:00.002-07:002023-11-01T05:37:44.562-07:00In Memoriam: Fire + Smoke, a restaurant closed before this review was published<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>A high-end southern prime steakhouse fills a niche on
Northshore Drive.</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwKyh4pMwlRrGkcgM6uHCJ5p6dKfJBu6XflBJV2syeB4TmAth5l02_zPzfy31gobkNdXj16CW5HNLaB2gE-fkgld-eoZgCYTIUeiZTfcMYW__3YHCerVHurfGdbmToMPQkgiDA2GUIEPqF_cNmTNertqOjw7VA0gK6tnNpQKRzMbBCemsLL_qZdY_kpakO/s680/2023-07-30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="510" data-original-width="680" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwKyh4pMwlRrGkcgM6uHCJ5p6dKfJBu6XflBJV2syeB4TmAth5l02_zPzfy31gobkNdXj16CW5HNLaB2gE-fkgld-eoZgCYTIUeiZTfcMYW__3YHCerVHurfGdbmToMPQkgiDA2GUIEPqF_cNmTNertqOjw7VA0gK6tnNpQKRzMbBCemsLL_qZdY_kpakO/s320/2023-07-30.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></div><i><br /></i><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Tucson, Arizona, native Mandy Glenn was new to Knoxville
when she tasted Fire + Smoke’s prime tenderloin tartare small plate, Japanese
kuroge wagyu New York strip, and hand cut beef tallow fries. “I was with an
Australian guy who hadn’t had tallow fries in forever,” she says. “I called the
next day and said, ‘I want to work here.’ Now an enthusiastic, knowledgeable
server, Glenn recently brought on her younger brother Micaiah as a host. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">As she presents the 4 oz. A5 wagyu—six half-dollar-sized
medallions arrayed on a Himalayan salt block— Glenn explains, “It’s the highest
yield, highest grade,” showing the wagyu certificate verifying the farm and even
the animal it came from. At $90, this is not the priciest dish on the menu.
That distinction goes to the $100 dry-aged, bone-in 24 oz ribeye. But Fire +
Smoke patrons aren’t complaining; in fact, they are embracing the value of
Executive Chef Jared Martin’s mouth-watering specialty cuts. “After I left
Kefi,” he says, “I was looking for the next step, a chance to be creative. I
have that here, and I’m building my crew. I enjoy watching them progress.” As a
chef, Martin found some episode from the first season of <i>The Bear</i> “very
triggering,” but the second season resonated with his current mission: “It’s
about how you go about changing the idea of what your restaurant is.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">When owner Archer Bradley was looking to branch out from his
Archer’s BBQ empire, he cast his eye toward Northshore Drive near the
Pellissippi Parkway. “Looking at the demographics,” said Bradley in his calm,
understated manner, “37922 has the highest median family income in Knoxville,
but there was no high-end restaurant down here.” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The design, simple and sophisticated, in muted grays and
browns, came from Meghan Grohl of R2R Studios. Multi-surfaced sound panels keep
things quiet. Booths allow intimacy. A wall with a fireplace behind glass
separates a seven-seat bar from the main dining area. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The name? “We have a smoker in the wall,” says Bradley. “We
smoke our potatoes, pork chops, chicken, fish, everything. We have fire from
the grill, smoke from the smoker. Put them together and you’re set.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Bar Chef Joe Trail has created a rich selection of specialty
cocktails using “fresh-squeezed everything and house-made simple syrups.” No
surprise, he uses smoked sugar cubes in his Old Fashioneds, his top seller.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Among the small plates, you can see why the Prime Tenderloin
Tartare with quail egg, fried capers, shallot, creole mustard, Georgia olive
oil, and cornbread crisps made Glenn want to join the staff. The
melt-in-your-mouth confit Pork Belly comes with pickled red onions, spiced
sorghum, and a creamy parsnip puree that makes you want to see it again.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The Smoked Broccoli Cheddar Soup is creamy and livened with
veggie elements. The Kilt Greens expertly combine baby greens, scallion, bacon
fat vinaigrette, lardon, and a poached egg.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The specialty cuts, as well as the 14 oz. Prime New York
Strip, 8 oz. Prime Filet, 16 oz. Prime Ribeye, and 8 oz. Baseball Sirloin come
from Ch<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">â</span>tel
Farms in Georgia. “It’s good lookin’,” says Archer. “The marbling is
exceptional.” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Martin sweet-tea-brines both his Springer Farms Half Chicken
and Duroc Pork Chop (both smoked, of course) to give them a surprising moist
and tasty quality. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Along with a Peach Blackberry Bourbon Cobbler, a Crème Brûlée
Cheese Cake, or fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies and brandy milk punch, pick
from Joe Trail’s special dessert offerings. Cup of Joe combines Mr. Black
coffee liqueur, Whisper Creek Tennessee Sipping Cream, Appleton Estates
Signature Jamaican Rum, salt, and allspice. “I worked really hard on this,”
said Trail. <o:p></o:p></p>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-46106328905464443742023-03-06T10:48:00.000-08:002023-03-06T10:48:17.567-08:00Ellen Cheever Rockwood's 1915 letter about her niece Betty meeting a man on a cruise<p>Transcribed below is Ellen Cheever Rockwood’s letter to her
sister Charlotte “Lottie” Cheever Tucker from York Harbor, Maine, dated September
17, 1915.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">This was written soon after the news that Lottie’s daughter,
Elizabeth Washburn Tucker (Betty to her family; Backie to her grandchildren), had
met, by “chance acquaintance on an ocean voyage,” Frank William Cushwa, an
English professor at Phillips Exeter Academy. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The voyage was the second passenger ship through
the Panama Canal and ended up at the Pacific-Panama International Exposition in
San Francisco, whence Betty had sent an enthusiastic letter home on August 25,
1915. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Will and Lottie Tucker eventually announced the engagement of Betty and
Frank in December 1915.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">What is interesting in the realm of family lore is that Ellen
does not seem to have known that the chance meeting on the cruise had actually been
orchestrated by her youngest sister, Louisa Cheever, an English professor at
Smith, and Miss Helen Pittman, a friend of the Cheever sisters at Choate School
who knew Cushwa from his time on the faculty there. (Note Ellen's reference to Pittman's “recommendations.”) Betty’s Aunt
Louisa had accompanied her on the cruise and “procured” the introduction.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal">Chance meeting indeed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><i>York Harbor, Maine<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i>Sept. 17, 1915<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i>My dear Charlotte:<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This is a very
exciting corollary to the Panama trip! I hardly know what to think or say.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have never seen the person to whom I could
think with equanimity of entrusting Betty’s happiness and it is a bit difficult
to get adjusted to having her carried off by a chance acquaintance on an ocean
voyage “all of a sudden”!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But his
recommendations from Helen [Pittman] seem to be high, and from what you say I
should judge that Betty is not likely to find it so difficult to know her own
mind as sometimes happens.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The visit
from him at home will be sure to clarify things for her, and he can trust to
her good sense and his comments to choose wisely.<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I agree with you
that she would not be so likely to find city life so congenial.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And Exeter would not be very far away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t bear to think of how you will miss
her when the time comes, or how we shall fare to have someone else taking her
off to New York on little trips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But
much is the way of the world.<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We wanted awfully
to lift the slight veil of mystery that seemed to surround Betty when she was with
us, but we had to content ourselves to wait—<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the time
comes for us to give our blessing our hearts will go with—it, for Betty is very
dear and precious to us both—and we have taken great comfort in her all these
years.<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hope her father
is bearing the extra excitement and heat combined without too much fatigue. It
has been very oppressive even here, but tonight a slight shower has cooled
things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We have decided not to leave
early in the week, though Lizzie [Cheever Wheeler] goes to Long Island early
tomorrow morning, and I have sent for Sarah to get our breakfast and tea and
keep the house in order as long as we care to stay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There is a chance that Lizzie may decide to
return after her two weeks with her friends are up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She is really a very excellent cook.<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tell Betty she is
not the only cause of punctures. Nat [Wheeler] came to tea Monday night and on
the way up the hill said, “Doddie [George Rockwood], s’pose you should have a
puncture here, could you get up to the house before you slipped.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Returning after tea, lo! an ominous sound as
he went up from the hedges.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So Nat and I
walked home as George had to go back to the house to change his only white
trousers before tackling it. Wednesday we had a fine trip to Exeter and back
with Bancroft [Wheeler], but just as he passed the Breckenridge’s, the same rear
tire that he had put on the night before had to come off he all the heat of noon
hour on the highway!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Was it not curious
three punctures within four days, after going 2,800 miles in three months
without one!<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am off to bed now
as we rise early to see Lizzie off on the 7 o’clock train.<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My especially dear
love to you all<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><i>Ellen</i></p>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-83827362454178648402022-10-12T04:56:00.005-07:002022-10-12T04:56:56.987-07:00Jack Neely's Tribute to Bill Rukeyser<p> <strong style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Bill Rukeyser, 1939-2022</strong></p><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqS2fYlHvGzJrRHIAUPPXSwyvZtUrUTheP9rU3RUGnBZ75hQOQqfU1dsRp3apXMfxQS0Qoe-_2F52Bfyk6Idzewjov7ZOG37_UHX4F9kSp6Scl25imnElHeCQFikHAE-QqpG3ZZgL8ZTWntnR7uNNvr44g9ESb4JhterGXwQbm1yVCmcSIw1snr9I3Q/s805/Bill%20Rukeyser.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="805" data-original-width="805" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqS2fYlHvGzJrRHIAUPPXSwyvZtUrUTheP9rU3RUGnBZ75hQOQqfU1dsRp3apXMfxQS0Qoe-_2F52Bfyk6Idzewjov7ZOG37_UHX4F9kSp6Scl25imnElHeCQFikHAE-QqpG3ZZgL8ZTWntnR7uNNvr44g9ESb4JhterGXwQbm1yVCmcSIw1snr9I3Q/s320/Bill%20Rukeyser.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Of all maverick publisher Chris Whittle’s celebrity hires in the late 1980s, he may have been the most surprising, not that Whittle would have offered Bill Rukeyser a job here, but that the powerful editor would have taken it, moving from a high-profile career in business and financial journalism in New York to take a job with a famously unpredictable company down in Knoxville. The tall Princeton alumnus with a deep voice and formal bearing was a </span><em style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Wall Street Journal</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> reporter before he found a place at Time, Inc., as managing editor of </span><em style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Fortune</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> magazine, and later as founding editor of </span><em style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Money</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> magazine. He arrived at Whittle in 1988, just as the company was planning its palatial downtown headquarters. First working on the top floor of the Andrew Johnson Building, Rukeyser was best known here for helming Whittle’s prestige project, Whittle Books, a series of short but substantial works by major thinkers of the day, including George Plimpton, Gary Wills, and John Kenneth Galbraith. The company crashed by degrees in the mid-1990s, “overextended,” as many assessed it, at a time when the company was venturing into unconventional television projects and a quixotic plan to overhaul America’s public school system by challenging it with a private model called Edison Schools.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Even more surprising than this publishing titan’s arrival was the fact that Rukeyser, unlike most of the other honchos including Whittle himself, stayed in Knoxville. While here, Bill Rukeyser created a glossy niche publication, </span><em style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Corporate Board Member</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> magazine, which he created and edited from his office high in Plaza Tower. It had an exclusive audience of 60,000 subscribers, all board members of public corporations (“60,000 very interesting people,” he remarked). His Knoxville-based Bill Rukeyser, Inc., was also involved in other forward-thinking projects, like online auctions.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">But after landing here, he and his English-born wife Elisabeth looked around with an open mind and got involved in a broad spectrum of worthwhile community efforts, including UT Medical Center, of which Rukeyser was chairman of the board; Knoxville Museum of Art, of which he also served as a director; and the Knoxville Jazz Orchestra, of which he was a major benefactor, and one of its most regular attendees. Despite his button-down demeanor, he loved jazz, and was impressed with what Knoxville had to offer, especially through UT’s jazz program.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">His preference for Knoxville first puzzled his colleagues in New York, but he explained it by citing its beauty—from his high office he could see “the mist rising off the river and the mountains in the distance”—and the city’s unusual openness to newcomers and new ideas. He and Elisabeth lived in Rocky Hill and convinced his old urban neighbors that life in Knoxville was “an acceptable eccentricity.”</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">He was a regular reader of </span><em style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Metro Pulse</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">, and when it was terminated, he joined the cadre of people who attempted to revive its spirit via the Knoxville History Project. He was one of our first supporters, and served on our original board of directors. Thanks to his corporate-board member experience, he was the primary author of our original nonprofit bylaws (and patiently explained to me why we couldn’t just skip that part), and an important advisor on the complicated financial aspects of founding a nonprofit.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Although his chief interest in KHP was its support for our major journalism venture, the award-winning but short-lived </span><em style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Knoxville Mercury</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">, he has remained a valued advisor in the five years since it closed. In early July, he helped us more accurately remember some details concerning the Whittle paragraphs in our new “Walking Literary Guide.”</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">In Knoxville he remained a formal New Yorker of another era, always in a dark suit, always with a bon mot worthy of Thurber. He loved humor, and always seemed to be restraining a pun, but somehow, I believe, got Knoxville to take itself more seriously as a worthwhile project.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">Following his own wishes, no funeral is planned, and there’s been little public notice of his passing in the media—as of this writing, Wikipedia still refers to him in the present tense—but we can’t help remembering him, and finding inspiration in his example. </span><div><span style="background-color: white; color: #202020; font-family: georgia, times, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">~ Jack Neely</span></div>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-44208779752876604252022-08-19T09:52:00.002-07:002022-08-19T09:54:23.299-07:00Great Grandmother Lottie Cheever's 1901 Letter about Yale's 200th Anniversary Celebrations <p>Below is my transcription of a letter dated Oct. 25, 1901, from
Hanover, New Hampshire. </p><p>I found it in one
of the many boxes of letters to and from my great grandmother Charlotte “Lottie”
Cheever Tucker (1887-1944) that I have in my basement.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The letter describes the elaborate celebrations surrounding the
200<sup>th</sup> anniversary of the founding of Yale University, which took place
0ct. 20–23, 1901.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Lottie's account </span>includes her husband, Dartmouth President William Jewett Tucker, meeting the new president,
Theodore Roosevelt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Interestingly, among
many other notables, Booker T. Washington took part in the celebrations.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Probably Great Grandma Lottie was writing to her “Round
Robin” of sisters and friends, who would circulate by mail a binder with the
latest updates from each one of them, replacing their last letter with their
new one and dropping the binder in the mail to the next recipient.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Lottie’s younger sisters were Ellen Cheever Rockwood (seated at right),
Elizabeth Cheever Wheeler (standing), and Louisa Cheever (seated at left), who in 1900 had begun her long
career teaching English professor at Smith College. They are pictured below with their Auntie Elizabeth Cheever Washburn in 1886.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb0SXHNr3pDTwJedDONcsZOPl9p9zzr16F07cUbVLOHIam7vXyhWekVjmvpF67T0CuxW3cuG2G-nsDJy-PRdVmD8oceBmafPRihtYPSoZ-tvS6JJWO5RlPucjhAin05u9m696EzkoCLS-G8Wvw5ntpWHVG0uTeAu_qp7vWr3RvT6WLtiGmrRQKh9K2tw/s4128/Cheever%20sisters%20Sept.%206,%201886.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2322" data-original-width="4128" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb0SXHNr3pDTwJedDONcsZOPl9p9zzr16F07cUbVLOHIam7vXyhWekVjmvpF67T0CuxW3cuG2G-nsDJy-PRdVmD8oceBmafPRihtYPSoZ-tvS6JJWO5RlPucjhAin05u9m696EzkoCLS-G8Wvw5ntpWHVG0uTeAu_qp7vWr3RvT6WLtiGmrRQKh9K2tw/s320/Cheever%20sisters%20Sept.%206,%201886.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <o:p></o:p><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Here is my transcription (with some words I can’t make out):<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">My dear girls,<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Safely returned
from out outing that was really most enjoyable though very fatiguing. It gave
me an additional pang to find that Betty <b><i>[Elizabeth Cheever Washburn
Tucker, my grandmother, would have been 12]</i></b> had had a crying spell of
homesickness for her Mamma, but otherwise things seem to have gone on well
without me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Margaret McHugh’s trunk has
come and she seems to be settling into her work pretty well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I do not like her as well Mary, and she is
not as neat: but I believe she will prove a better cook. I trust that Elizabeth
<b><i>[Cheever Wheeler]</i></b> is well supplied by this time. It seems to me
that I am very fortunate to have the change made with so little trouble or
delay. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The “Yale luck”,
as the Harvard men would say, followed them as to ______ {Wrarten?]. Nothing
could have been more propitious. Shortly after our arrival Monday night we were
taken by the Mungers to a house on Hillhouse Ave. Which proved to be that of
the sisters of Dr. Terry Englewood, who with his wife and daughters was our
host for the celebration.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They both
wished to be particularly remembered to Ellen and spoke warmly of her and
Auntie <b><i>[Elizabeth Cheever Washburn, widow of Worcester
industrialist/philanthropist Ichabod Washburn (1798-1868</i></b>)].<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was my pleasure to meet them. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was quite a company of friends and
neighbors to view the Torchlight parade, and M afterwards were served with
bouillon & rolls, and ice cream + cake. The parade was a monstrous affair
and very picturesque. All over the Univ. buildings, on the campus, and whenever
it was wished to show allegiance to Yale, then more lines of Chinese lanterns,
imported for the first time into this country from Paris. They were
pumpkin-shaped and pumpkin-colored and were very effective. The whole town was
as light as day and a blaze of color and sound. Beginning with the Harrises +
Corps (?) whom we met on the street that night, we saw almost everybody we knew
and met many others.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The English guests
= the Messia (?) of Mansfield College, Oxford, were interesting, companionable
people and I never tired of hearing her bold inflections and queerly-managed
mouthings of familiar words.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dr. White,
the Ambassador, was my left-hand neighbor at table (I sat on Dr. Munger’s left)
and he is a very charming man.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mr.
Hitchcock + Chandler, the two brothers-in-law of Mrs. Munger came and went at
different meals, and the two children - Miss Rose – the invalid and Thornton, a
Freshman – made the company at table- and it was exceedingly pleasant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tuesday A.M. we had good seats in the gallery
of Battell Chapel, and saw the long procession of delegates and notables come
in with all their “millinery” on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was
a great show.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But the speaking did not
come up to it, and the exercises were so long that in came one before the
end.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I heard Parker’s “Hora Novissima” well-rendered,
with a true (?) quartets of soloists, in the afternoon, and in the evening
braved the tremendous crowd and more seats in the universe amphitheatre on the
campus.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I never saw so many people together,
but that was all I could see; For the women,—who had been admitted only on
sufferance, at the last moment—stood up on the benches and in the aisles so
that a good quarter of the alumni & guests could neither get their seats,
nor having gotten them, see the stage. And this in spite of the maddening
shouts of the young alumni, “down in front,” “ladies, please sit down” “ladies
under 40, please sir down, all others rise.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I blushed for my sex.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The singing
of College songs, led by the band and a chorus, and taken up by all the 6000 or
7000 alumni was memorable, and the glimpses we had of the talk____ were enough
to show how well-conceived and well-carried out they were.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The next morning, the Presidents’ arrival brought
together a crowd of people that was absolutely terrifying. We made three
attempts to get into the theatre when the degrees were conferred, but by the
time we had reached the entrance the seats had been taken up, and along with
hundreds of the alumni, entitled to fit in by virtue of their badges, we had to
wait nearly an hour in order to get home again, without even a glimpse of the
discussion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was very disappointing,
and all the more so when the men came home and told us of the enthusiasm at
fining (?) the defrus (?).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But President
Roosevelt was entertained at a house only a few doors above the Mungers and we
saw him driving by two or three times, and again at the reception in the new
dining hall -- Prof. Ladd, next door, entertained Ed Marquis Ito (?) and we saw
him several times also.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The President is
not as good looking as his picture and William, who was invited to meet him at
Mr. Farnum’s in the morning, says he talks too much and is undignified.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I watched the receiving party at the
afternoon reception and was glad that they did not shake hands.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The crowd was so great there also that we did
not attempt to get in line and greet the two presidents, but stayed on the
outskirts, meeting various people and watching the interesting crowd- Pres. Seelye,
ex-Pres. Carter, Pres. Buckham, Eliot, Murkland, Booker Washington, the Chief
Justice, Philip Moen, Edward Everett Hale are some of those I met.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sec. Hay, Dekess (?), Choate sat behind us on
the Campers, and one could not stir (?) miture (?) encountering some
distinguished person.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mr. Frisail’s (?)
degree was received with much applause and he was greatly pleased.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He called Wednesday evening while we were
sitting on the piazza, watching the select coming and going from the Farnums’.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At 5 that afternoon the thermometer was 74<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">˚</span>! And
the next day, on our return to Hanover there was sun (?).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We called on the Dwights Thursday A.M. and
there met the Steadmans- not very distinguished in appearance or
conversation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And in spite of the
_asturiss (?) of the whole celebration and the crowds of dignitaries which it
brought together, I think the general impression was not of such <u>distinction</u>
as ours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The speaking here was of a much
higher order, and some of the Yale men of this faculty thought the conferring
of degrees were much more impressive.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We
got ahead of Yale in honoring Sec. Hay and our Ruisman – shall be amused to see
how Collin gets out of his sweeping statement on the pulpit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He thought we were doing it on too great a
scale and that it distracted from the dignity of the degree to give it to more
than 3 or 4 men – “Yale + Harvard never do.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And here there were 50 or more who were so honored at his own alma
mater. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Helen Pitman <b><i>[who
eventually arranged a meeting on a cruise between my grandmother and Frank
Cushwa, who was then teaching at Choate]</i></b> and the Choate School boys
sent an urgent request to stop there, and I planned to take lunch with her on
Tues.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Will could not leave, and when I
got to New H. I found it would not do to try to get away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wish I might stop there and at Worcester on
my return.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But at this distance it seems
unwise.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maggie is staying here 5 nights
and begins work with us Monday.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My
present plan is to join Will <b><i>[Lottie’s husband, Dartmouth President
William Jewett Tucker]</i></b>, at Hartford the evening of the 8<sup>th</sup>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Perhaps you might send this to Louisa <b><i>[Cheever,
teaching English at Smith]</i></b>?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
rather hope she will spend the 3<sup>rd</sup> with us, when Lyman Abbott <b><i>[theologian,
Congregational minister, pictured below]</i></b> is to be here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Mrs. Dr. Smith went to her H. w. the Dr. and had one of her ill
times.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She asked for Ellen <b><i>[Cheever
Rockwood]</i></b> w. interest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With all
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-10232575765064058022022-04-18T08:11:00.004-07:002022-04-18T08:11:57.095-07:00 The Great Hoskins Art Heist<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyvk5PBflsWOqux6N26ggxNEQn0021XD7gnm6_E8JFXHB6caKjArCjttLvLbFcXbw5jHVrpam0Uk6E8xAJn21W8o25qDH8CG89ZYmEsmjLu5j6K9bMNMDI5ApOdBzk1NpbFAofYrFtWvN3dNTOdvb5EWtF8FDWhZ5vAwWMg94KaKKLvz3o5YdIouhxQ/s4260/Audigier001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3144" data-original-width="4260" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyvk5PBflsWOqux6N26ggxNEQn0021XD7gnm6_E8JFXHB6caKjArCjttLvLbFcXbw5jHVrpam0Uk6E8xAJn21W8o25qDH8CG89ZYmEsmjLu5j6K9bMNMDI5ApOdBzk1NpbFAofYrFtWvN3dNTOdvb5EWtF8FDWhZ5vAwWMg94KaKKLvz3o5YdIouhxQ/s320/Audigier001.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />By Brooks Clark<p></p><p><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">In the darkest hours of a sticky night in August 1973, no one on White Avenue noticed a stealthy figure crawling through a basement window of Hoskins Library. Inside, the intruder pried the lock off the door to the circulation department and went directly to two boxes, where they found a total of $102 and the master keys to the building. The burglar and accomplices then made their way to the top floor of the tower, which had been built in 1932 to house the collection of oriental and Turkish rugs, jewelry, sculptures, paintings, and Renaissance furniture—some 400 pieces in all—and several thousand volumes of art and travel literature that Louis and Eleanor Audigier had accumulated during 20 years living in Rome and donated to UT.</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-dac7b202-7fff-9ff0-6ba6-965148ec4635"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUzZY6YgwlLT48LJr7N-yf8vvGhVmpxvK15bOJJl-lnPd_1JEtJYkjfoU-yDvsmkfnFFGB0shSqgrHyvMDvb9YdMYwz4bQyaNhgbCJnNgfhNRui4ddC829GYkjA6CbwMo15KFPuGF2x__JsMy7jSY_MyLP2gHE072vyeqZ-lfDseoB4jy1_-W7QgBHQ/s4149/Audigier004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4149" data-original-width="2973" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUzZY6YgwlLT48LJr7N-yf8vvGhVmpxvK15bOJJl-lnPd_1JEtJYkjfoU-yDvsmkfnFFGB0shSqgrHyvMDvb9YdMYwz4bQyaNhgbCJnNgfhNRui4ddC829GYkjA6CbwMo15KFPuGF2x__JsMy7jSY_MyLP2gHE072vyeqZ-lfDseoB4jy1_-W7QgBHQ/s320/Audigier004.jpg" width="229" /></a></div>Louis Bailely Audigier had been born in 1858 in Switzerland and emigrated to Searcy, Arkansas, where he became a newspaper editor and publisher. In 1887, he married Eleanor Deane Swan of Knoxville. They first lived in Little Rock, Arkansas, where Audigier wrote for the Arkansas Gazette, then moved to Knoxville, where Audigier was a book printer and worked in various capacities on a monthly, The Industrious Hen, serving the poultry industry. </span><p></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Eleanor was an artist, active in the Ossoli Circle, who helped organize the Knoxville Art League. The Audigiers lived in an elegant house called Crescent Bluff at 3100 Kingston Pike. In 1911, they traveled for two years in Greece, Egypt, and Palestine, then settled in Rome, where Louis took photos for the</span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> New York Times</span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, including portraits of Mussolini and a Pope Pius XI, published several books of his pictures of Rome, traveled and lectured. Eleanor, meanwhile, collected all manners of art, originals and copies, old and new. She died in 1931, and was buried in Knoxville. After Louis remarried in 1933, he gave Eleanor’s art collection to UT in her memory. In 1936, Louis and his new bride returned to Knoxville and settled into a large Victorian home on East Magnolia Avenue. He died in 1943 and was buried in Little Rock. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtVqmefy6u8aJZaqEw6L5oBG-SaGgNUzwBN3T7hMVSnjKsS4NCIGnRGBB6D8tWf4YTPvoK7nvqkn4WhB6CXt7rQndn5iCZjGR8rf4Gv3_gNco55EmJsp2pAXoZySvhL__gWZZXGcRvyMmMZ0RhD6NcqTEHtujVxXDnZgNGgFojYeG2JYT_JFNtnQgCOA/s4150/Audigier003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4150" data-original-width="2964" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtVqmefy6u8aJZaqEw6L5oBG-SaGgNUzwBN3T7hMVSnjKsS4NCIGnRGBB6D8tWf4YTPvoK7nvqkn4WhB6CXt7rQndn5iCZjGR8rf4Gv3_gNco55EmJsp2pAXoZySvhL__gWZZXGcRvyMmMZ0RhD6NcqTEHtujVxXDnZgNGgFojYeG2JYT_JFNtnQgCOA/s320/Audigier003.jpg" width="229" /></a></div><p></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In the relatively innocent era of 1973, there were no guards on duty or electronic surveillance cameras to watch over the Eleanor Deane Audigier Art Collection. The intruders came prepared: they had brought packing crates and straw packing material. They packed up some 80 objects on exhibit throughout the gallery and slipped them out the basement window. The list of the stolen goods ranged from five antique rugs and 23 sculptures to a mahogany model of a Venetian sedan chair, a brass French coffee pot from 1809, a 19th century nutmeg grater, and an Arabian dagger and scabbard. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Since the thieves knew exactly where to find the master keys, the police assumed it was an inside job, although lie-detector tests on 50 employees revealed nothing. The larcenists may not have been art experts: they took neither the five Raphael paintings nor some of the other most valuable artwork. Nor may they have planned what to do with the goods once they had them. The pieces have never shown up in local pawn shops or on the international markets. The Knoxville Police never found any clues to lead them to the identities of the thieves. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLXONqfvZlqIm2p_WVhNCvpIW5iKFUARr-KPTIN61nYRsB6cH9as8ibHTaD_n64MuRj73MtmByW6tzx4La6OOx5ELuI3AjnZlqk4JIDRq--uEv0kMo1wH5V9WzlzdkmmX316-hiVwBmDY1sR0NilS9Ju_5SWKqkx9JRg9a-sJTtSX533symusaGF0keA/s4289/Audigier002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3087" data-original-width="4289" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLXONqfvZlqIm2p_WVhNCvpIW5iKFUARr-KPTIN61nYRsB6cH9as8ibHTaD_n64MuRj73MtmByW6tzx4La6OOx5ELuI3AjnZlqk4JIDRq--uEv0kMo1wH5V9WzlzdkmmX316-hiVwBmDY1sR0NilS9Ju_5SWKqkx9JRg9a-sJTtSX533symusaGF0keA/s320/Audigier002.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>In 1978, the entire collection was moved to the McClung Museum, where it resides today in vault and storage rooms secured by several systems of locks, video surveillance cameras, and motion detectors. <p></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To this day, the Hoskins Heist remains the largest theft of art in Knoxville history and UT’s most perplexing unsolved mystery. If your great uncle has ever wondered about a remote barn or warehouse full of packing boxes, please call me at 865-310-1277.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-82698284396593321732022-04-18T08:04:00.003-07:002022-04-18T08:04:46.643-07:00 The Scandalous Miss Evelyn Hazen <p><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDroB1c9rQ1TDBMotmHBxDM2vr0eYLYe55djimErrLAMdZmIkoQ1YXRuShzUskJbOKl6rPA2ypIE_Nr8Xxdvr-WkvT7B_joMvgE8V_2XzwNRHn5cviIy8GnA-YZJ-n6lWdhR5qgIO2_8XsZ1sSq78aatz6OZzPrn_zq15wydctJTFQgDE4koAjELeFA/s820/hazen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="436" data-original-width="820" height="170" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDroB1c9rQ1TDBMotmHBxDM2vr0eYLYe55djimErrLAMdZmIkoQ1YXRuShzUskJbOKl6rPA2ypIE_Nr8Xxdvr-WkvT7B_joMvgE8V_2XzwNRHn5cviIy8GnA-YZJ-n6lWdhR5qgIO2_8XsZ1sSq78aatz6OZzPrn_zq15wydctJTFQgDE4koAjELeFA/s320/hazen.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />By Brooks Clark<p></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-9d7d1746-7fff-c347-e52d-db5a9a9ab65a"><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Over the years, UT has been home to any number of “characters.” Not many of them, however, have been featured in the pages of </span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Life</span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> magazine.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In 1914, green-eyed, raven-haired fourteen-year-old Evelyn Hazen graduated from her private girls’ school and enrolled in the University of Tennessee. The last of Alice Evelyn Mabry Hazen and Rush Strong Hazen’s three daughters, she grew up in the antebellum Victorian home at 1711 Dandridge Avenue, at the crest of Mabry’s Hill in Knoxville, with a majestic view of downtown to the west and the Tennessee River to the south. </span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As a UT student, Hazen took the stage in Staub’s Theatre alongside a smooth-talking fraternity boy named Ralph Sharringhaus, the only son of a prosperous Knoxville businessman. They were engaged in 1917, but when the United States joined the war in Europe, Sharringhaus signed up for the Army and began basic training. On one of his weekend visits, Hazen fell for an old line—basically, “What does being married in the eyes of God matter when we love each other so much?” She regretted going to bed with Sharringhaus, she later claimed, finding the experience unpleasant. It also seemed to cool his ardor to marry her.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hazen graduated in 1918 and took a job as a teacher in the Knoxville school system, eventually landing at Knoxville High School. For the next fifteen years Hazen tried to maneuver Sharringhaus to the altar. She joined him for weekends and vacations in places like New York and Asheville, alternately fending off his advances and acceding. Finally, in 1932, Sharringhaus dumped her. “There is no solution but to stop,” he wrote to her. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-NZErs3UXxxcYYpp6JqZjXiq5izwOveUBW64WkkFGR8q2OFQZq_I6hNvXAmgZALIF7scgXUyhFQTq62AzG146IVB1WNM8hJSIcal4ZUUZlTMnKtDe89TKvk8I9KzQE5eAv2asjDrfzw_bd7feYPkFJHuWJ3BzXrrQ0qhmt-dx2YQ-QWIVxJf6DQKltg/s582/hazenpic1915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="582" data-original-width="383" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-NZErs3UXxxcYYpp6JqZjXiq5izwOveUBW64WkkFGR8q2OFQZq_I6hNvXAmgZALIF7scgXUyhFQTq62AzG146IVB1WNM8hJSIcal4ZUUZlTMnKtDe89TKvk8I9KzQE5eAv2asjDrfzw_bd7feYPkFJHuWJ3BzXrrQ0qhmt-dx2YQ-QWIVxJf6DQKltg/s320/hazenpic1915.jpg" width="211" /></a></div><br />After briefly contemplating killing him, Hazen decided to sue him for breach of promise. The trial, in Covington, Kentucky, made national news, especially as she testified about her humiliation as a woman betrayed and what she called Sharringhaus’s “perverted and lascivious” demands, as recounted by Jane Van Ryan in the book </span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Seduction of Evelyn Hazen</span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. </span><p></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hazen won the case, and the jury awarded her $80,000. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Life</span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> magazine ran her picture and called Sharringhaus “an ardent wooer but a laggard groom.” Even though an appeals court upheld the verdict in 1937, she never received the money, lost her job as a teacher, and never recovered her ruined reputation.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hazen lived out her life in the house on Mabry’s Hill. In 1951, John C. Hodges, the straitlaced head of the UT English department, hired her as his administrative assistant. Wagging tongues imagined some dalliance between the tweedy Hodges and Hazen; in fact, there was never a hint of hanky-panky, and the gossip is more telling about attitudes about female sexuality at the time. After Hodges died in 1967, Hazen continued to work in the English Department, patrolling the corridors like a character out of a Tennessee Williams play, carrying a loaded pistol on campus, and doling out office supplies like Scrooge, at least according to some. She died in 1987 at eighty-eight years old after falling in her home and suffering a stroke. Her will stipulated that her home be preserved and operated as a museum, which it is today under the direction of the Hazen Museum Foundation.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Source: </span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Seduction of Evelyn Hazen</span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, available from UT Press, </span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">tiny.utk.edu/hazen</span><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-68747001612568859922020-12-14T12:52:00.009-08:002021-01-15T13:41:07.993-08:00Ken Medaris (1950-2020): An Improbable Life that Linked Weightlifting, Pro Wrestling, and "The Barn Dance" cable showBack before spandexed multitudes swarmed tony places like Court South, Curves, and the Rush, before “personal training” was a profession, when the Downtown YMCA’s cinderblock basement weight room was known as “The Dungeon”—a few of Knoxville’s well-heeled doctors and businessmen discovered they could improve their strength and bodies by training under a former Sheriff’s department supervisor and pro wrestler named Ken Medaris. <div> <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWy8xa9VyViywJn-Mg0B7JFHPpafpCtf-Zd4neoB0M2kgDF3PN3MO5AChhW38VX6vXprcOlJQXrKew_K2Tuv7yBrnoeYRi-R-xcAUWQ791-JzxV3IyHVib2-3E32Kc9dE4TLS3ayKuTNqv/s1126/ken%2526barry+windham.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1126" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWy8xa9VyViywJn-Mg0B7JFHPpafpCtf-Zd4neoB0M2kgDF3PN3MO5AChhW38VX6vXprcOlJQXrKew_K2Tuv7yBrnoeYRi-R-xcAUWQ791-JzxV3IyHVib2-3E32Kc9dE4TLS3ayKuTNqv/w320-h218/ken%2526barry+windham.jpg" title="Ken and Barry Windham" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ken Medaris (right) with pro wrestler Barry Windham </td></tr></tbody></table><br /> “Some people fish. Some people collect stamps. I love weightlifting,” said Medaris, a former 135-pound weakling who liked to say that he learned his bodybuilding techniques from a succession of experts who fortune placed in his path, each of whom had studied under one of the biggest names in the field. Under examination, this turned out to be true. </div><div> “He was not a bullshitter,” says Mark Hill, a local headhunter who trained with Medaris for several years. “He was such a colorful character and an interesting man.”
From connections made training—mostly in the Dungeon—Medaris spent five years on the pro wrestling circuit body-slamming colleagues like the Mongolian Stomper, Klondike Bill, Professor Malenko, the Suicide Blond, and the Iron Sheik.
“The best time of my life,” said Medaris. “We were stars. When we went through the Atlanta airport, we’d have to stop and give autographs.” Later, Medaris danced for five years on the Bagwell Communications cable show <i>The Barn Dance</i>. In real life, he worked for 16 years as a Knox County Sheriff’s Department officer and supervisor. </div><div> “He came from that old-school era of training,” says Clayton Bryant, former owner of Total Fitness, where Medaris trained clients starting in the mid-90s. “Back then weightlifting was a little more of a cult thing. It wasn’t as popular or widespread as it is now. It was a lot of bodybuilders, basic weightlifters, and wrestlers. For so long, athletes in other sports thought weights would take away flexibility or quickness. Now all athletes do it. Heck, even swimmers do it.”
“He was Old School, but he was good old school,” says Hill. “He was smart about training. He knew. He didn’t let you hurt yourself and he was conscientious about form. Many people may not realize that he was a sensitive and deeply caring man.” <div><br /></div><div><b>Tiny Long Makes a Difference</b></div><div>
In the summer of 1960, Ken Medaris was 10 and painfully shy. He was especially embarrassed that his legs looked like pencils. “I was always athletic,” said Medaris, “but I was always small. I was so skinny that it really had an effect on me psychologically. I wouldn’t go to McDonald’s to get a hamburger.” At a Saturday morning class at the Downtown Y, a 21-year-old counselor named David “Tiny” Long gave young Ken some tips. </div><div> “He took the time to teach me how to improve,” said Medaris. “He showed me how to sprint and told me to pick a mark on my street and run to it, then go a little further every day. He showed me how to do a lay-up and shoot a basketball, make a softball throw, do a broad jump. He told me to build a pull-up bar and do as many pull-ups as I could twice a day.” </div><div> At the end-of-summer decathlon, skinny Ken won top honors for Knoxville. “This is the possession I’m proudest of in the world,” he said, showing off a tiny gold award on a gold chain reading YMCA Athletic Achievement. “It was presented by John Duncan, the mayor. Jimmy Duncan was in my class, even though he was three years older.”
“Tiny kindled my interest to build my body,” said Medaris. “He sent me on the road and had more influence than anything in my life.” </div><div> Medaris was born on December 30, 1950, in Knoxville, and lived for many years in the house he grew up in, on Lamour Ave., just off Hollywood Rd., near Pond Gap Elementary. His father, Paul, was a KUB lineman for 34 years. His mother, Hazel, worked in the cosmetics department at Miller’s Department Store. Ken moved back in to the family house take care of his dad in the 90s.
“I played Midget football,” said Medaris, “but I was a tackling dummy.” His athletic career ended when he took a paper route at 13—but he did wrestle. Mr. Bowman of the Bowman Hat Company would stage impromptu wrestling matches among the kids and give a dime to the winner. “You can say that I did wrestle for a dime!” said Medaris. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>An Entr</b><b><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">é</span></b><b>e to the <span style="font-family: inherit;">Secrets</span> of Pumping Iron</b></div><div> After graduating from West High School in 1969, Medaris started at Hiwassee College. On Jan. 3, 1970, he walked into the weight room. The barbells were pipes with cans filled with cement at either end. The pulldowns were made of pulley and ropes from the hardware store. There, by what he calls a stroke of luck, the 6’1”, 135-pound string bean met a Brazilian named Evandro Camera who had apparently been carved from marble by Michelangelo. “He was five-eight and 220 pounds of solid muscle,” said Medaris. “I consider this the day I started.” </div><div> Back in Recife, Brazil, Camera had read all the magazines and learned about the top names in bodybuilding—especially the great Bill Pearl. Camera had embarked on a pilgrimage to Muscle Beach—Venice Beach, California—and asked, “Where is the home of Bill Pearl?” He moved into Pearl’s basement and learned the secrets of pumping iron, then earned a scholarship to Hiwassee. “We buddied up and he set out to train me and teach me what he knew,” said Medaris. “It started, as it still does, with the six sets of basic exercises: the bench press, squat, bent-over row, lat pulldowns, press behind the neck, biceps curls. I looked at all the magazines. They were baloney, other than <i>Iron Man</i>.” </div><div> Medaris trained for a year and a half with Evandro, then moved back to Knoxville and UT for one quarter in 1972. “I took a course in nutrition at UT at the Home Ec school. It was 70 women and me. Before there were protein shakes, there was Carnation Instant Breakfast. Starting then, I ate, slept, drank weightlifting. I became obsessed with only putting things in my body that would make my muscles grow.” </div><div> In the Dungeon, Medaris had the good fortune to get to know Bob Simpson, a commercial artist “built like a refrigerator” with a 55-inch chest who was Knoxville’s most famous weightlifter and even wrote for Iron Man. Simpson had trained under Paul Anderson, who once appeared on <i>The Tonight Show</i> with Johnny Carson billed as the undisputed strongest man in the world.. In 1974, “Simpson was one of the first men in America to overhead press 500 pounds,” said Medaris. Simpson did it in the YMCA. A lifter named Ken Patera did it in competition, stealing Simpson’s glory, but Medaris saw Simpson do it. He also saw Simpson partially press 820 pounds, bending a York Olympic bar double in the process. “That bent bar stayed in the Y for 20 years as a tribute.” </div><div><br /></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZU-SSwsV02sXds1-NCgv6u_N-Vdgw1jBOoV0PnVYFt2smjQlnsJsxi59xITW-lUlNjZMYZ84dhrrJqr40mXzPFwLcu1FFgwa9ZSEfOiQ_RO7LXAFs9tivJCQfU6ogfqo9LaoV1sW1oMv5/s1164/archie%2526ken5.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1164" data-original-width="783" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZU-SSwsV02sXds1-NCgv6u_N-Vdgw1jBOoV0PnVYFt2smjQlnsJsxi59xITW-lUlNjZMYZ84dhrrJqr40mXzPFwLcu1FFgwa9ZSEfOiQ_RO7LXAFs9tivJCQfU6ogfqo9LaoV1sW1oMv5/s320/archie%2526ken5.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Medaris watches the Stomper lift. </td></tr></tbody></table><div><b>Sheriff's Deputy and Pro Wrestler</b></div><div><br /> In 1974, Medaris was working part-time in a health food store when a U.S. Marshall came in—and started Medaris thinking about law enforcement. He took the test for the County Sheriff’s office and started out “at the bottom of the pole” as a process server. In a 16-year career, he worked his way up to officer and eventually supervisor.
In the later 1970s, Medaris watched Southeast Champion and Smoky Mountain Wrestling legend Archie Gouldie, the Mongolian Stomper, who lived in Maynardville and East Knoxville. “He was the Stomper,” said Medaris. “It was so intimidating. For six months I was afraid to talk to him. One day I asked, ‘Could you tell me how to build my chest?’ I ended up training with him for over a year.”</div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>
The Stomper was Medaris’s entrée into professional wrestling, where Medaris was known as an “excellent worker”—meaning that he made the seasoned hands look good—and a “good hand,” meaning that he could handle the basic moves that audiences liked. “On the wrestling tour,” said Medaris, “you gotta be able to get along with people.”</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09cTb6whjeauYKF2VoBQmfihFa2vStTh47LLNWB5zudBdyCIj2YPhACIyvcqKk-ayY6kq-90vHAciOCl8Yyfe5b5doNoLwbDppAZ_eXPzfne8b3ixUmHuVwNhd9LLfjtw8Hc3bWhuDtk8/s1946/arnold%2526ken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1946" data-original-width="1573" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09cTb6whjeauYKF2VoBQmfihFa2vStTh47LLNWB5zudBdyCIj2YPhACIyvcqKk-ayY6kq-90vHAciOCl8Yyfe5b5doNoLwbDppAZ_eXPzfne8b3ixUmHuVwNhd9LLfjtw8Hc3bWhuDtk8/s320/arnold%2526ken.jpg" /></a></div><br /> In 1981 Arnold Schwarzenegger, who had won Mr. Olympia and Mr. Universe bodybuilding titles and been featured in the documentary <i>Pumping Iron</i>, came to Knoxville to do a promotion for Larry Jackson’s weightlifting equipment. </div><div> Medaris sat next to him at dinner at Jackson’s house. “We were the same height, 6’ 1”, and weighed exactly the same, 215. But my arms looked like spaghetti noodles next to his. I thought, how is that possible? He told me, ‘It’s 50 percent what you do in the gym and 50 percent what you put in your mouth.’ He told everybody he was on his way to Hollywood to make movies. Everybody said, ‘You’re on your way to the poorhouse—that’s where old weightlifters go.’” </div><div> Medaris wrestled for five years and was always paid in cash. In 1983, he suffered a serious back injury, rupturing a couple of discs and ending his ring career. “It put me out of business.”
Then came <i>The Barn Dance</i> at Bagwell Communications, which was then pioneering the production of shows to fill the vast expanses of cable TV. Medaris danced on 800 shows with Amanda Maples, now marketing director of the Sevierville Chamber of Commerce. Medaris met and befriended the original three Dixie Chicks (below), especially Laura Lynch, who was eventually Pete Bested in favor of Natalie Maines. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEXiAzs9qqPWw-wXSadmP5FpvsgWxYkleN5l9NSIzOy65fO__i-WLhuAdcp5DBqXxEhoBy2BRU0FWdMBIGxaoM0rhIROPWy0DulqaJRYYpfwXVJH4a0LyJoL1EtmU1J_HOFwGembXfpacj/s1099/dixie+chicks3scan0167.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="701" data-original-width="1099" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEXiAzs9qqPWw-wXSadmP5FpvsgWxYkleN5l9NSIzOy65fO__i-WLhuAdcp5DBqXxEhoBy2BRU0FWdMBIGxaoM0rhIROPWy0DulqaJRYYpfwXVJH4a0LyJoL1EtmU1J_HOFwGembXfpacj/w320-h204/dixie+chicks3scan0167.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div><b>The Accidental Personal Trainer</b> </div><div> One day, in 1982, at the Knoxville downtown Y, Dr. Ray Depue said to Medaris, “I’ve been watching you, and you seem to know what you’re doing. I’ll be glad to pay you, but could you teach me how to lift weights?” “There was no such thing as a personal trainer in those days,” says Medaris. He trained Depue, which led to another client and another. He charged them $10 a session. When Depew built the Sports Farm, Medaris started training there. </div><div> When I-40/75 ran over the Sports Farm, Medaris moved his operations to other gyms.
Around 2006, Mark Hill walked into The Gym, then owned by a former male model named David White, and asked for a trainer. “He looked me and saw that I was old and skinny,” says Hill, “and he shuffled me over to Ken. He sent the dregs to Ken.” Hill turned out to be a dedicated student who quickly doubled his strength. When The Gym ran into money problems, Hill helped Medaris set up shop at the Knoxville Racquet Club, where he trained clients for five years before his declining health led to his retirement. </div><div> Medaris died of various complications of heart failure on Thursday, December 3, 2020, a few weeks shy of his 70th birthday.
I was lucky enough to win five training sessions with Ken Medaris at an Opera Ball auction. After those five visits to the Racquet Club, I signed up for many more and learned a regimen for the weight room that brings benefits to the present day. </div><div> I like to remember Ken quoting the bodybuilder John C. Grimek, known as “The Monarch of Muscledom,” who often said, “What a shame it is for a person to go through his life and not know the joy of a well-developed body.”</div></div>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-59283070955575810472018-03-20T13:46:00.001-07:002019-05-28T06:52:14.128-07:00FRANK CUSHWA: A LEGACY OF PASSIONATE TEACHING AT 100By Brooks Clark<br />
From the <i>Exeter Bulletin</i>, Summer 2007<br />
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<i>Beloved by his colleagues and students (including writers like James Agee, Robert Benchley and Robert Nathan), </i><i>Frank Cushwa was “a skillful and sympathetic teacher who made a difficult subject living and thrilling.” He was also a puzzle.</i><br />
<br />
One hundred years ago, Frank William Cushwa joined the Exeter faculty as an instructor in the<br />
English department.<br />
At such a milestone, it’s fitting to assess Cushwa’s influence on the Academy over his 32-year<br />
tenure. “From the moment he joined the faculty,” wrote Myron R.Williams in <i>The Story of Phillips</i><br />
<i>Exeter</i>, “he began arousing interests that had grown sluggish and set in motion new ones. Under<br />
him the English Department truly came of age, and he gave new life to the <i>Bulletin</i>, which he<br />
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edited until 1933. The Davis Library, the Monthly, Academy lectures, funds for lectures and prizes, the Lantern Club, the Southern Club, the Musical Clubs, winter sports, new dormitories, the Art Department, the Dramatic Association, Phillips Church, the Problem Committee, the Harkness<br />
Plan—these and other things received from him either the initial impulse or much of the momentum to make them go.”<br />
At the same time, the centennial of Frank Cushwa’s arrival at Exeter presents a puzzle. It’s not a puzzle we can solve, as much as we might like to, but it can perhaps draw us closer to a legacy<br />
of innovative teaching.<br />
Cushwa grew up in Martinsburg, WV. He graduated from West Virginia University in 1902, got one master’s degree at WVU in 1903 and another at Harvard in 1904, then taught at Choate for<br />
several years.<br />
In his first year at Exeter, Cushwa, then 26, assigned his class to write an essay on a practical subject. One student, the future humorist Robert Benchley ’08, sought out the local undertaker, who eagerly taught Benchley every gruesome detail of preparing a body for burial. Benchley’s essay nonplussed his teacher with its stomach-turning itemization of corpse-care. “Mr. Cushwa, who was young and rather shy, had a little trouble getting through it,” wrote Nathaniel Benchley ’34 in <i>Benchley</i>, a biography of his father.“He could not deny, however, that it was practical. He cleared his throat, wiped his glasses, and gave it an A.”<br />
Benchley carried his interest in embalming into his years as an Algonquin Round Table wit. He subscribed to undertakers’ trade magazines, and when he and Dorothy Parker shared an office at <i>Vanity Fair</i>, they decorated their walls with cadaver illustrations, which they found hilarious. When their editor told Benchley and Parker to take the pictures down, it fueled the world-<br />
class humorists all the more.<br />
Benchley and Parker befriended Donald Ogden Stewart ’12, then an editor at <i>Life</i>. (Stewart later wrote humorous books and crafted many screenplays, including <i>The Philadelphia Story</i>, for which he won an Academy Award.) “One of the things which brought Robert Benchley ’08 and me together at<br />
our first meeting 10 years later was our mutual affection for Cush,” wrote Stewart in Exeter<br />
Remembered,a collection of essays.“A more imaginative nickname [than Cush] would have been<br />
‘Dr. Johnson.’ He was perfect for the part. His fat body moved awkwardly; his one good eye glared<br />
from his blotched face as he grunted out his angry judgments.We loved him. His Shakespeare<br />
classes were the most popular in the curriculum. His student imitators (and they were legion)<br />
could always get a laugh, but it was a sympathetic laugh.”<br />
Cushwa taught, inspired and instilled a love of literature and writing. “In the 1920s,” wrote<br />
Charles Edward Wyzanski Jr. ’23 (a judge with the U.S. District Court of Boston) in Exeter<br />
Remembered, “the Phillips Exeter Academy was the most incandescent place for a boy who was<br />
ready for the world’s most stimulating teaching—the kind of fire that burned from Frank Cush-<br />
wa with lightning force lit the wicks of a thousand waxen lads.”<br />
Cushwa was a member of the committee that created the Harkness Plan. In 1933, he published his<br />
<i>Introduction to Conrad</i>,which used autobiographical passages from Conrad’s works to paint a picture of Joseph Conrad as a person and a literary craftsman. In 1936, Cushwa co-wrote, with Exeter colleague Robert N. Cunningham, W<i>ays of </i><i>Thinking and Writing</i>, a textbook<br />
of advanced composition that provides a window onto the passion for ideas and creative thought that made the Exeter experience unique. (Used copies of this textbook are still available through Amazon.com.)<br />
“Undoubtedly,” wrote Williams in <i>The Story of Phillips Exeter,</i> “Mr. Cushwa’s great gift was that of vitality. He loved life himself and loved to see things live. His passion for shrubs and flowers was one example. With this love, however, went a lively sense of justice and a quick concern for the weak or the distressed. Almost best of all was his rich sense of humor, and his friends can still hear the hearty laugh that trumpeted the good joke.”<br />
Williams quotes a student who described Cushwa as “a skillful and sympathetic teacher who made a difficult subject living and thrilling, and an adviser of never failing wisdom and experience, a father and a companion. Patience and a sense of humor prevented him from ever<br />
treating anyone harshly.”<br />
Then there is the puzzle. In the late 1930s Cushwa apparently fell into a depression—though no one in those days knew to call it that. On April 30, 1939, at age 57, Cushwa took his own life at the home of relatives in Worcester, Mass. As is often the case, no one ever really knew why, if there<br />
was a why, or if there ever is a why. We certainly can’t escape the irony of a person who so loved life ending his own.<br />
While noting this mark of 100 years—and how distant it makes that era sound—we can at the same time remind ourselves that in fact it was just a generation or two ago. Frank Cushwa was my<br />
grandfather. His son,William T. Cushwa ’36, 89, is my uncle Bill. His daughter, Charlotte Cushwa<br />
Clark, is my mother. Now 90, Mom remembers James Agee ’28 walking through their garden behind Gilman House. “He was a very odd walker,” she says.“I didn’t know his name at the time, but I saw<br />
pictures later and knew it was him.” Cushwa wrote in a recommendation letter for Agee, "He was meant for Harvard and Harvard for him." At one time my grandmother, Elizabeth Cushwa, had in her bookshelves a copy of <i>Let Us Now Praise Famous </i><i>Men </i>that Agee had inscribed, “To Mr. Cushwa, who taught me everything I know.” It is somehow appropriate to Agee’s legendary status that<br />
the book was lost after my grandmother’s death.<br />
None of Frank Cushwa’s 11 grandchildren—my five cousins, my five siblings and I—<br />
were born during his lifetime. So, strictly speaking, none of us knew him. But we know his<br />
hearty laugh. It was passed on and can be heard at any family gathering. Many other clear and discernible traits were passed on—among them love of learning, words and talking, a joy in aiding the development of young people, and, for some of us, alas, a tendency to girth. We can look around and realize that Cushwa’s passion for teaching still lives and breathes at Exeter—and some of us can realize that it lives and breathes in us.<br />
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<i>The youngest brother of W. Tucker Clark ’63, Brooks Clark (St. Albans ’74, Dartmouth ’78) lives in</i><br />
<i>Knoxville, Tenn. </i>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-48530313249374142852017-10-27T07:06:00.000-07:002017-10-27T07:06:03.476-07:00John C. Hodges: The Harvard Scholar Whose Grammar Book Built the Library.<div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-outline-level: 1;">
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Back in the 1920s a college professor devised a system for
marking essays to help his students identify their grammatical mistakes.
Seventy-six years after he first published his scheme in a handbook for English
instructors, his text is still an academic and commercial success. The John C.
Hodges Library is named in his honor.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>John Cunyus Hodges
was born March 15, 1892, in tiny Cotton Valley in northwestern Louisiana,
between Shreveport and the Arkansas state line. It was a rural but comfortable
childhood. At the age of 19, Hodges graduated with a BA from Meridian College
in Mississippi, and he got his master’s in English from Tulane a year later.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In 1913 Hodges became
an instructor at Northwestern University, where he met Alwin Thaler, a Shakespeare
scholar from Brooklyn. The genteel southerner and the German immigrant from New
York became lifelong friends. At a summer program at the University of
Wisconsin, Hodges met Lillian Nelson. They married in 1914. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thaler and Hodges
started at Harvard in 1916. Hodges earned his PhD in 1918 and got a job at Ohio
Wesleyan, just north of Columbus, where he taught for three years. Thaler ended
up at the University of California at Berkeley. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In 1921 Hodges was
recruited to the Tennessee English department by James Douglas Bruce, a noted
Celticist and Arthurian scholar, who later helped steer Hodges into his chief
scholarly concern, the life and work of the Restoration playwright William
Congreve. On his arrival, Hodges took over the direction and coordination of “a
moribund program of Freshman English,” according to Kenneth Curry’s history of
the department, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">English at Tennessee</i>.
Within a year, Hodges developed the beginnings of a systematic approach to
teaching freshman English. Curry writes that Hodges had students keep their
papers and revisions in folders, which they would discuss in regular
conferences with their instructors. The folders were then archived by the
department. “Over time, Hodges analyzed and tabulated the contents of these
folders,” Curry explains. With so many stacks of papers and so many sets of corrections,
Hodges was able to systematically determine which errors his students were most
likely to make.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In 1923 Hodges persuaded
his colleagues to lure Thaler away from Berkeley. John and Lillian met Alwin
and Harriett at the train station and hosted them at their house at 1908 White
Avenue while Alwin looked for a house to rent. For the next four decades,
Hodges and Thaler were “the Harvard guys,” as English Professor Bain Stewart
put it— respected scholars and teachers who brought gravitas to the department.
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">‘All Matters Needed
by Freshmen’ <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Starting in 1922,
Hodges published his own “Manual of Instruction for Freshman English,” which he
expanded each year. By 1937, the manual was 29 pages long and included a map of
the library and instructions on how to write papers. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hodges became
assistant head of the department in 1937 and acting head between 1938 and ’41,
when he formally succeeded Burke. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sometime in the
late 1930s, a Harcourt Brace traveling textbook salesman named Sidney Stanley
visited UT. He met Hodges, and after he heard about his system of correcting
papers, he passed on the lead to the Harcourt Brace editorial department.
Intrigued, the publishing company offered Hodges a contract. What Hodges called
his handbook of “all matters needed by freshmen” was published in 1941. (“Harbrace”
is a conflation of Harcourt Brace.) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“The rest is
history,” says Michael Rosenberg, a publisher at Wadsworth/Cengage Learning,
which owns the rights to the now-defunct Harcourt Brace’s college textbooks.
“The company was hoping to make only a small dent in the freshman handbook
market with the unknown author from Tennessee. However, the clever
organizational plan, the compact, trim size, and the book’s ability to explain
difficult issues of language cogently and concisely created a demand that
catapulted the handbook to best-seller status quickly.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hodges had two
stated objectives when he composed his textbook. The first read: “To make
correction of written work as clear and easy as possible for the student.” The
second was: “To make marking of student papers as easy as possible for the
instructor.” The latter point—making teachers’ lives easier—has been the secret
to its continuing success. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each broad,
numbered section was subdivided in an alphanumeric scheme that aided citation. Hodges’s
unique numbering of each rule enabled teachers coming upon a sentence such as
“While riding a bus, the tornado ripped through town” to simply write in the
margin “25f(4),” sending students to the rule “Avoid dangling elliptical
phrases or clauses” and its explanation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></b><span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The first edition of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Harbrace</i>
came out at the beginning of World War II. After it was published, Hodges
embarked on a program of identifying best practices among English teachers
across the state and spreading their gospel. “By collecting the scores of
freshmen entering the colleges in the state of Tennessee,” wrote Kenneth Curry
in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">English at Tennessee</i>, “it was
possible to identify the high schools with superior programs in English as well
as the superior teachers of high school English. Dr. Hodges himself visited
many schools and began a program that was to be expanded after the war.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So, too, did
Hodges expand the UT English department, which had six staff members at the end
of World War II. “Hodges was a catalyst for the amazing transformation of a
small, sleepy department into a lively, expanding department,” wrote Curry.
“Where others in the University had been pessimistic and defeatist, Dr. Hodges
was positive and hopeful and confident that, given the opportunity, the
department would justify his faith.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A second edition
of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Harbrace</i> appeared in 1946. A third
followed five years later, and a fourth edition five years after that. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">An Expert on the
Bawdy Bard<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In his own
academic research, Hodges was a leading authority on the seventeenth-century
English playwright William Congreve, who hit it big with five high-brow, sexual
comedies of manners written between 1693 and 1700. This was during the roaring Restoration
Period, when the rakish Charles II had replaced the stick-in-the-mud Puritans, reinstated
the Anglican Church, reopened the theatres, and allowed women (including his
own mistress, Nell Gwyn) to perform on stage.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Congreve’s plays
included memorable lines such as, “Heaven has no rage like love to hatred
turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned,” “Music has charms to sooth a
savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak,” and “Say what you will,
'tis better to be left than never to have been loved.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The dawn of the 1700s
brought a conservative reaction to the Roaring 1690s. A wave of button-down mores
swept England, Congreve’s bawdy style fell out of fashion, and Congreve turned
thereafter to politics of the Whig party.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Over the years,
Hodges amassed one of the world’s largest collections of Congreve’s plays,
which are now housed in UT’s Special Collections. In the late ’40s, Lillian
accompanied Hodges to England and Ireland to help him collect material for his
book <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Life of Congreve</i>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the late spring
of 1951, Lillian grew ill. Still, she accompanied Hodges on a trip to the
Huntington Library in Pasadena, California, to gather material for the book <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Library of William Congreve</i>.
Unfortunately, Lillian’s condition worsened. She entered a Pasadena hospital
and died a month later. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hodges met
Cornelia Smartt Hendley when she served as executrix of the estate of Hodges’s
former colleague John B. Emperor, who had set up a fund for the English
department in his will, much as Hodges did later on. “My sister had an uncanny
ability to handle details and amounts,” says John Smartt, Hodges’s
brother-in-law. “She had a good business head on her.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Cornelia and John
married in 1952 and spent six months together in Europe doing Congreve
research. One of their key findings resolved confusion about the authorship of
the play that begins with the line, “Music has charms to soothe a savage
breast.” Some manuscripts of the day attributed the play to the Duke of Leeds
in Yorkshire, England, but Hodges located Congreve’s private library catalogue
and verified that the lines were, in fact, his. In all, Hodges’s search for
duplicates of books owned by Congreve was a four-year project that took him to
libraries in five countries. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>John and Cornelia
lived for fifteen years at 8 Hillvale Circle in Sequoyah Hills, where she threw
elegant English department parties and displayed her lively wit. “She was whip-smart
and hilariously funny, while always the genteel southern lady,” says Ginna
Mashburn, a faculty spouse and instructor. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">A Gift that Keeps on
Giving<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In its various
editions, co-authors and collaborators worked with Hodges on <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Harbrace</i>, but the format stayed the
same. One of the biggest changes came in the 1962 fifth edition, when Hodges’s
name was added to the title, just as he retired from teaching in the English department.
In July of 1967, Hodges died at 75 following a heart attack. His will left half
his <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Harbrace</i> royalties to the UT Libraries
and the English department. Now in its eighteenth edition, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Harbrace</i>—the most successful college textbook on record--is a gift
to UT that keeps on giving.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the John
C. Hodges Library was dedicated two years later, Cornelia helped put in place a
cornerstone that to this day contains a 1969 UT yearbook, a ’69-’70 catalog,
library development annual reports for 1966 to ’68, and Hodges’s three
books—the sixth edition of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Harbrace</i>, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Life of Congreve,</i> and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Library of Congreve</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-11344458736366809782017-09-05T13:48:00.001-07:002017-09-05T13:58:04.421-07:00On the 100th anniversary of Charlotte Clark's birth, a look back at 2009<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
Dear Friends of <a href="http://www.capecodtimes.com/article/20090528/OBITS02/905280324" target="_blank">Charlotte Cheever Cushwa Clark</a>,</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> I wrote the essay below, entitled "One More Year," in 2009, after I had visited my mother for a week in March or thereabouts at her home in Harwich Port, Massachusetts. She died in late May of that year, a few months shy of her 92nd birthday. <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Here she is, at right, with her granddaughter and namesake Charlotte Spring Clark. </span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Today, on what would have been Charlotte Clark's 100th birthday, I hope you enjoy this snapshot of her at 91.</span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Brooks Clark</span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<b>One More Year</b></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>“Well,” says Charlotte, elbows on the church folding table, one hand
holding a piece of coffee cake, “everybody says I should think about going into
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">assisted living</i>.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She annunciates the last two words with
the emphasis she might use to punctuate sentences like, “He got mixed up with <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that female</i>,” or, “That dress was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">perfectly dreadful</i>.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Around the tables, arranged in a U, the members
of the Wednesday morning post-service breakfast discussion, many of them octogenarians
themselves, turn their heads to hear Charlotte’s nearly nonagenarian voice. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I guess I need to think about it,” she
says, “even though I don’t want to.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Thank you, Charlotte,” says Father P____,
just a hair too patronizing, as usual, not like the interim rector, Bill, who
had preceded him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bill had always
understood that, even as Charlotte’s hearing and sight grew weaker and she got
slower moving her walker down the aisle to Communion, she most definitely had
all her marbles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Bill gave great sermons.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He never
used any notes and stood near the front pews, so he was easy to hear, and he
was popular with everyone. Charlotte says that, at his previous posting on
Martha’s Vineyard, he had “done something <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">bad</i>”
– which sounds for all the world like something <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">good</i> in the conspiratorial way she whispers it – to earn his interim
posting at such a small church with such an old congregation. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“He went <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">astray</i>,”
she adds, in case you hadn’t figured it out.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In her years as a clergyman’s wife,
Charlotte always hated it when parishioners said they liked the old rector
better than the current one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“It’s so
unfair to the new guy,” she explains.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“So
I always stood up for John P____.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But
she did like Bill better. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“It was with the wife of a
Congregational minister,” she finally adds, having held out the juicy detail
long enough. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Change can be hard in our lives,” Father
P____ continues. “Just as change can be hard in the Church.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many of us love the Episcopal Church because
it has so many traditions and so much history, and because the words we say
haven’t changed, going back to the early centuries of Christianity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But we now have female clergy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We have gay clergy, and gay bishops, and we
know there are differing opinions about all of that. And we have many different
ways that we approach what the Church is all about.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Youth Ministry is a great example.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We’re still trying to figure out what works.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nods all around.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’ve thought a lot about it,” says Charlie,
a vestryman in his 70s, “and I’ve decided that these changes are good. They
keep our Church up with the times and able to reach young people.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If the only people coming to church are all
of us, we’re sunk.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That was several years ago.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just this fall the church got a
new rector, Judith Davis. “She went to Yale Divinity School,” says Charlotte,
“and she gives <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">great</i> sermons. It’s so
great to have a person of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">thinking</i>.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Judith
had been rector at a church on Capitol Hill for 12 years and a hematologist in
a previous career.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She and her partner, Ann,
who’s also a priest, have an adopted son, Jamie, 6½, whom they are home
schooling. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A few people left the parish when they
heard about the new hire.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Some have
come back,” says Charlotte, “because they heard she was good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There were a couple of weeks between the
announcement and her arrival. That gave people time to talk and get upset.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It would have been better if they’d made the
announcement and she started <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">right then</i>.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Change comes in many disguises.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A couple of years ago Charlotte started
remaining seated during Communion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That
was after Jack Doran, the head usher, made her feel uncomfortable about moving
her walker down the center aisle. “He said, ‘You can go this way,’” Charlotte
recalls.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So now, after everyone else is
finished, Judith and the chalice bearer come down and administer the wafer and
wine to Charlotte in her pew. “It’s OK,” she says. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On
weekdays, Charlotte watches <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Today
Show</i>, doing her flexibility movements sitting on the side of her bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then she pilots her walker into the kitchen a
little before 10 a.m. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her Special K is
in a bowl with a light blue Ziploc cover on top. She pours her coffee and milk
and sits in her white wooden chair that has been recently reupholstered and reconditioned.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Barbara, her beloved caregiver
for five years now, arrives “at the stroke of ten.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Hello-oo!” chirps Barbara, putting her
bag down on the round kitchen table. The table has looked the same since 1969,
when Charlotte made a collage out of newspaper clips from the moon landing and sealed
it under poly-urethane.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Some still say
. . . earth is flat,” reads one headline, placed over a close-up of the lunar
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On the kitchen wall, alongside a door
jamb, are pencil markings marking the heights of the children and grandchildren
over the years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>From a black-and-white photo
on the wall, Charlotte’s husband, Bayard, gone some 15 years now, beams with
pride as he holds up a fish that stretches from his shoulders to his white Top-Sider
sneakers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A blue-tinged certificate signed
by Governor Endicott Peabody declares Bayard’s catch to be the biggest striped
bass taken from Massachusetts waters in 1968.<br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On the wall there’s also the
family photo from 1970 – the boys with the moustaches and long hair, everyone
dressed in brightly colored attire from India, brought back by two sons from
the Peace Corps. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That year Charlotte’s
mother, beginning her descent into senility, had taken a pair of scissors to
her copy of the family shot and snipped the tops of the boys’ heads – and their
hair – right out of the picture.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Beneath glass in seven motley-sized frames
are dozens of business cards.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
tradition started as a retort to the question, asked once too often, “What <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">is</i> your job, anyway?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As if anyone in a large family ever listens
when you say your title and the name of the company you work for.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And anyway, in this kitchen you worry about
other things:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How is so-and-so doing in
school?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Are Tommy and Jeanne going to
get married?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Does the roof need to be
replaced?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Can we afford it?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nonetheless, there they are, those
cards – decades of jobs and titles and companies gone by, preserved for
posterity, testament to the changing paths of our lives, even if things don’t
change much in Charlotte’s kitchen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Barbara takes Charlotte’s blood
pressure, reads Charlotte her mail, as well as the headlines from the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Cape Cod Times,</i> and a column or two, especially
Maureen Dowd. Charlotte closes her eyes to listen and punctuates each of Dowd’s
witty barbs with a hearty laugh.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“That’s been the hardest thing,” says
Charlotte, “not being able to read.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Last March she learned to use a small
portable CD player.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So now she listens
to books on CD on Saturdays and Sundays, when Barbara isn’t there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Last spring she “read” Doris Kearns Goodwin’s
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">A Team of Rivals,</i> about Lincoln’s
cabinet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So many people were reading and
talking about that book that uninitiated listeners, hearing discussions about
the precocious “Belle of Washington” Kate Chase and her elegant parties,
thought Charlotte was talking about someone she knew. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Barbara makes up a meal plan for the evening and a shopping list, and
then heads out to the Star Market.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Charlotte talks on the phone with children, their spouses and
ex-spouses, grandchildren, neighbors and friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One granddaughter is graduating from college
in May. Another is getting married in June – to “a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">good guy</i>.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Another is
engaged.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Another will be soon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s a lot to keep up with, but Charlotte is
on top of each development.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Weddings and graduations have always been
Charlotte’s favorite occasions. Three years ago she made it to a
granddaughter’s wedding in Boston, with a son piloting her wheelchair through game-day
crowds for the reception at Fenway Park.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Two Aprils ago she did the same for a grandson’s wedding in
Philadelphia. But she’ll miss the college graduation and the wedding. “It’s
very upsetting,” she says, “but it’s just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">too
much</i> for me to make long trips, and for someone to look after me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ideally, Barbara could take me.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s challenge enough for Charlotte to
make it to the 10 a.m. service on Sundays, if it’s not too cold or icy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bo Coursen, the senior warden of the church,
and his wife, Sidney, are so nice to come by and drive her. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nowadays the Wednesday 7:30 a.m. service is “just
too early.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Charlotte has had occasional mini-strokes
– TIAs (<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">transient ischemic attacks),</span>
they call them – as well as a fainting episode and other health moments, but
now she’s doing pretty well. A few days after her 90<sup>th</sup> birthday
party she had a TIA, and they found she wasn’t getting enough oxygen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I was incarcerated for <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">three weeks</i>,” she says of her stay in rehab at Liberty Commons,
when she learned to breathe better.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They
also gave her an oxygen machine to use at night<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each week Barbara puts Charlotte’s pills
for the week, morning and evening, in two one of those M-T-W handy containers,
and, says Barbara, “she’s good about taking them.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Barbara is also good at changing the
batteries on Charlotte’s hearing aids, thank heaven.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At least once a day Charlotte talks with Lucy,
her best friend since they were 6. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They can tell you anything you want to know
about anyone who attended or taught at Phillips Exeter Academy, where their
fathers were professors, in the first half of the 20<sup>th</sup> century. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Charlotte remembers seeing James Agee moving
through the garden behind the dorm they lived in. “He was a very odd walker,” she
recalls.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>People come by, some for tea, some for
lunch, and chat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Before she leaves at around 4 p.m., Barbara
reads again to Charlotte.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Right now
they’re in the early chapters of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Dreams from
My Father</i>. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“An extraordinary story,”
says Charlotte.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Really</i> extraordinary.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s important for Charlotte to get her nap in the afternoon, but it can
be hard to get her to nap when the children or grandchildren or great
grandchildren are visiting.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the evenings Charlotte
watches <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Situation Room</i> and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The News Hour with Jim Lehrer</i> in her
bedroom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She then moves to the kitchen,
heats up the dinner Barbara has made for her, and eats while watching<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> Hardball</i>. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>“When everything is the same, she’s the happiest,” says Barbara, who comes
five days a week now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So don’t move that
stack of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">New Yorkers</i> on the living
room coffee table.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She likes them there,
right next to the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Smith Alumnae Quarterly</i>
and a Boston College hockey media guide that her grandson Tim worked on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And don’t touch anything on that foldout
desk and its cubbies overflowing with envelopes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many of the bills are paid automatically
these days, but there are a few that Charlotte has to deal with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A friend comes by every now and then and
helps her mailing birthday cards and other notes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Charlotte’s ring binder with everyone’s
phone numbers printed in 24-point type stays right on the kitchen table.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Judy [a daughter-in-law] was so nice to put
that together for me,” says Charlotte. With her macular degeneration, Charlotte
is having trouble reading even with the big numbers, but she can get Barbara to
dial them for her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The house is full of Charlotte’s paintings and lithographs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A few years ago her eyesight and unsure hands
ended her life as an artist, but she took it in stride.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Right now, she just wants to keep being able
to live in her house, with Barbara coming in and cooking for her and driving
her to her doctor’s appointments, and friends and family coming by and calling
to say hello. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I think I have one more year,” says
Charlotte.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of course, she said the same
thing a year ago, and the year before that. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Our rule,” explains Barbara, “is that,
as long as she can get up and out of her chair, and get the bathroom, and into
the kitchen, I can take care of her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But
if she can’t get up, I can’t look after her any more.” <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The specter of not being able to get up
and having to leave her house for <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">assisted
living</i> inspires Charlotte to do her eight minutes of movements on the side
of her bed while listening to Matt Lauer every morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“[Sons] Rocky and Stocky wanted to buy me
one of those chairs that you push a button and go flying in the air,” she
says.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I didn’t want that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was brown, so it didn’t match.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They said it was only $150, and you could
never get a chair like that for $150. Ordinarily they cost $600. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But I said no. To keep living here, I have to
be able to get up, and if I had that chair I’d stop being able to.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And anyway, I like <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">this</i> chair,” she says, hitting the white wood arm rest with the heel
of her hand. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“People my age don’t like change,” she
explains.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“We like things to remain the
same.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rocky comes for dinner on Wednesdays,
usually with his daughter Anna and her boyfriend Chris, both of them just out
of college. “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Both</i> of them have jobs,”
says Charlotte.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You know, all 14 of my
grandchildren have made it through college,” she has said more than once. “I’m
proud about that, and I don’t mind saying so.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The summer months will bring waves of
children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, filling up the house and
sparking those storied, more-the-merrier family dinners, at which those of all
ages are expected contribute to the conversation. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One granddaughter described the family
dinners in her application essay to Williams. Last summer another
granddaughter, counseling at a Fresh Air Fund camp north of New York City,
brought co-counselors from Germany, Scotland and England during one of their
breaks between encampments. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;">
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For the past six decades or so, these
dinners always begin with joined hands and the singing of “For health and
strength and daily food, we praise thy name, oh Lord. Ah-h-h-h . . . men.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If she’s not careful, Charlotte, at 91½,
can get worn down during these months of activity, but she hates to miss a
minute and of course wants to be up to date on the constant changes in everyone’s
lives.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-66753937000574733222017-04-26T14:03:00.001-07:002017-04-26T14:04:35.050-07:00Sally's Genius: The Life of Sally L. Smith -- available in August 2017In August, I will publish <i>Sally's Genius: The Life of Sally L. Smith; the Birth of the Lab Schools of Washington and Baltimore, and the Academic Club Methodology.</i><br />
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It will be around 260 pages, and I am hoping to charge $20.<br />
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If you would like to be on a list to buy the book when it comes out, please <a href="mailto:nbrooksclark@gmail.com" target="_blank">email me</a> with your name and address. <br />
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This biography has been close to four years in the making, and I can assure every friend, colleague, student, or parent, that you will enjoy reading about Sally's early years -- and you will learn many things you didn't know.<br />
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Cheers,<br />
Brooks Clark<br />
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<br />Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-22003139094826956362017-04-17T08:09:00.000-07:002017-04-17T08:09:05.048-07:00Sailing with Albert Einstein At a party over the weekend, a physicist who had once worked at Brookhaven National Laboratory on Long Island recalled that back in the 1930s Albert Einstein used to love to take his small sailboat out onto the waters of Long Island Sound. <br />
It brought to mind a story I wrote in the early 1980s for <i>Sports Illustrated</i>. Because it ran in extra pages along with special regional ads, I don't think it's searchable. So, for the record, here it is.<br />
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<br />Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-8146586063370376312017-04-10T07:53:00.001-07:002017-04-10T07:53:22.001-07:00Miler Johnny Overton (Yale 1917) would have been one of the great athletes of the Roaring 20s. Instead the US joined the Great War and Overton joined the Marines <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dr. Henry Sage Fenimore Cooper, a 1917 graduate of Yale, liked to talk about his classmate Johnny Overton, a miler on the track team who set several world records before he joined the Marines after graduation. <br />
In 1981 Cooper told me <a href="https://yalealumnimagazine.com/blog_posts/2610-one-loss-of-many-in-the-great-war" target="_blank">all about Overton</a>.<br />
As we remember the US entrance into World War One, <a href="https://yalealumnimagazine.com/blog_posts/2610-one-loss-of-many-in-the-great-war" target="_blank">his is one of the many stories from it</a>.Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-56027213221780565182016-07-05T05:48:00.000-07:002016-07-05T05:48:16.458-07:00Pat Summitt's Definite Dozen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">There is no such thing as self-respect without respect for others. <br />Individual success is a myth. No one succeeds all by themselves.<br />People who do not respect those around them will not make good team members and<br />probably lack self-esteem themselves.<br />When you ask yourself, “Do I deserve to succeed?”, make sure the answer is yes.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">There are no shortcuts to success.<br />You can’t assume larger responsibility without taking responsibility for the small things, too.<br />Being responsible sometimes means making tough, unpopular decisions.<br />Admit to and make yourself accountable for mistakes. How can you improve if you’re<br />never wrong?<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Develop and Demonstrate Loyalty<u></u><u></u></span></b></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Loyalty is not unilateral. You have to give it to receive it.<br />The family business model is a successful one because it fosters loyalty and trust.<br />Surround yourself with people who are better than you are. Seek out quality people,<br />acknowledge their talents, and let them do their jobs. You win with people.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Communication eliminates mistakes.<br />Listening is crucial to good communication.<br />We communicate all the time, even when we don’t realize it. Be aware of body language.<br />Make good eye contact.<br />Silence is a form of communication, too. Sometimes less is more.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Self-discipline helps you believe in yourself.<br />Group discipline produces a unified effort toward a common goal.<br />When disciplining others, be fair, be firm, be consistent.<br />Discipline helps you finish a job, and finishing is what separates excellent work from<br />average work.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Do the things that aren’t fun first, and do them well.<br />Plan your work, and work your plan.<br />See yourself as self-employed.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Success is about having the right person, in the right place, at the right time.<br />Know your strengths, weaknesses, and needs.<br />When you understand yourself and those around you, you are better able to minimize<br />weaknesses and maximize strengths. Personality profiles help.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Teamwork doesn’t come naturally. It must be taught.<br />Teamwork allows common people to obtain uncommon results.<br />Not everyone is born to lead. Role players are critical to group success.<br />In group success there is individual success.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Combine practice with belief.<br />Attitude is a choice. Maintain a positive outlook.<br />No one ever got anywhere by being negative.<br />Confidence is what happens when you’ve done the hard work that entitles you to succeed.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Competition isn’t social. It separates achievers from the average.<br />You can’t always be the most talented person in the room, but you can be the most competitive.<br />Influence your opponent: By being competitive you can affect how your adversary performs.<br />There is nothing wrong with having competitive instincts. They are survival instincts.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Change Is a Must<u></u><u></u></span></b></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">It’s what you learn after you know it all that counts the most.<br />Change equals self-improvement. Push yourself to places you haven’t been before.<br />Take risks. You can’t steal second base with your foot on first.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<b><span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Handle Success Like You Handle Failure<u></u><u></u></span></b></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="color: #252525; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">You can’t always control what happens, but you can control how you handle it.<br />Sometimes you learn more from losing than winning. Losing forces you to reexamine.<br />It’s harder to stay on top than it is to make the climb. Continue to seek new goals.</span></div>
Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-87074175379349122662016-07-03T15:02:00.001-07:002016-07-09T08:35:14.844-07:00The Spinderella Story, a snapshot of Pat Summitt from 1996In our digital age, what does one do when you can't just click on a link and read an old story?<br />
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For those of us who wrote stories for Knoxville's upstart weekly MetroPulse between 1993 and 2014, we might possess hard copies of our favorite stories, but we can pass them along only in the form of crude pdfs or other jury-rigged mechanisms. <br />
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The passing of UT's legendary coach Pat Summitt brought this to mind. <br />
To this end, I present, scanned, a story from 1996.<br />
The photographs are by David Luttrell. <br />
The story was edited by Bill Dockery. <br />
It was easily my peak moment as a reporter when my former colleague, the great Gary Smith of <i>Sports Illustrated</i>, told me he would use some of this material in his <a href="http://www.si.com/vault/1998/03/02/239460/eyes-of-the-storm-when-tennessees-whirlwind-of-a-coach-pat-summitt-hits-you-with-her-steely-gaze-you-get-a-dose-of-the-intensity-that-has-carried-the-lady-vols-to-five-ncaa-titles" target="_blank">definitive Summitt portrait in 1998</a>. (This was an extra boost since, in writing intense psychological profiles, I always emulate Smith in both the level of reporting and in the search for insights.)<br />
But the main reason I look back on the story below is the privilege of experiencing a living legend and being lucky enough to see up close a tiny slice of what made her great.<br />
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<br />Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-1059703313869842982016-07-02T13:16:00.002-07:002016-07-09T08:36:23.858-07:00My Moment With Pat<div style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #5b595a; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px; margin-bottom: 2.15em;">
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On a November morning in 1995, I had an interview with Pat Summitt. <br />
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I was doing a story for the Knoxville weekly<i> Metro Pulse.</i><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">It was in her office. I sat on the famous sofa, where hundreds of Lady Vols had received advice, counselling, stern words, loving words. She sat across from me. Is there a word for the feeling of sitting across from a living legend, hoping not to embarrass one’s self? Of course, Summitt was friendly, open, and engaged. The glare, as many have said, was reserved for the basketball court. As she said many times, “Our players know that, when they step across the line onto the basketball court, the standard is perfection, and they accept that.” Off the floor, they got love and support.</span></div>
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Pat glanced at my No. 10 Reporter’s Notebook. My questions, scrawled on the brown cardboard inside flap, were about Michelle Marciniak, the flashy blonde point guard whose “spin move” to the basket—usually punctuated by an impertinent flourish of Marciniak’s ponytail—had been driving Pat crazy. It was decidedly not in the manner of Lady Vols basketball.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #5b595a; font-family: "lato" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;">In an earlier interview, I’d asked Marciniak why she had scotch-taped an AP photo to the dashboard of her Honda of Pat grabbing her jersey and yelling in her face. “I wanted to make sure that that</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #5b595a; font-family: "lato" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;"> </span><i style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #5b595a; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;">never</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #5b595a; font-family: "lato" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #5b595a; font-family: "lato" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;">happens again,” answered Marciniak.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #5b595a; font-family: "lato" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;">Is Pat being too hard on you? I asked. “Oh, no,” she said. “She’s trying to make me into the point guard that I can be.” At some point, Marciniak said, “I want a championship so bad it </span><i style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #5b595a; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;">hurts</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #5b595a; font-family: "lato" , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 27px;">.”</span><br />
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So now I was asking my questions to Summitt.</div>
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The warm-up: What should a point guard do? “Have the team in the palm of her hand,” she said. “She should be the coach on the floor.”</div>
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We talked about how Pat had first watched Marciniak as a ninth-grade AAU player but even then worried about how her flashy style would fit in with the Lady Vols’ system.</div>
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What about the AP photo? “Yes,” Pat said, smiling. “I called the Marciniaks and told them it wasn’t child abuse,” (As Lady Vols fans know so well, it was in the Marciniaks’ living room in Allentown, Pennsylvania, that Pat’s water had broken, causing her to quickly catch a plane home to make sure that Tyler was born in Tennessee.)</div>
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Why did you bench Michelle in the previous year’s title game against UConn? (She had whipped a long pass to a center, open under the basket, who let the pass go through her hands. “We’ve been working on shortening our passes,” said Pat. “We want 12-foot passes, not 20-foot passes. Michelle knows [the center] can’t catch that pass.”</div>
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Pat glanced at my list of questions on the cardboard. “I see where you’re going with this,” she said, standing up and heading toward her side of her desk. I thought for a moment the interview was over. Instead the opposite happened. “That makes me think of something that just arrived today,” she said, cheerfully. She had given the team personality tests that Rodgers Cadillac gave its sales people to understand what motivates each individual. Summitt opened up the report and said that something had jumped out at her: basically, that she and her flashy point guard were exactly the same. More than anything else, they were both motivated to win, and they would do anything to achieve winning. Summitt said, in so many words, that this had given her a new perspective on how she had been relating to her point guard.</div>
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It should come as no surprise that an interview with one of the greatest coaches in history provided one of the most memorable moments for a humble reporter. But this was better than that. So much of Summitt’s coaching genius and personal willingness (and ability) to adapt to changing circumstances were laid out in the allegory of Spinderella and—it turned out, her Tough Love Godmother. That season was the story of Pat working with Marciniak, a psychology major, to get the most out of an introverted center who was shrinking more than most from Pat’s sterner coaching. It was also the story of Marciniak gathering the entire team on a sofa to explain to a freshman that she had been respectful of her elders long enough. For the team to win, she had to play like an All-American instead of a freshman. Happily, Chamique Holdsclaw did as asked, and the Lady Vols won the first of three NCAA titles in a row.</div>
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If you ever had a moment with Pat Summitt, you have remembered it and retold it in the past few days. Great coaches change lives and make the people they meet, not just the players they coach, better. And I’m grateful for having had that moment, when Pat helped me do my job better.<br />
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This<a href="http://www.knoxmercury.com/2016/06/28/backstory-moment-pat/" target="_blank"> post first appeared</a> in the <i>Knoxville Mercury</i>, <i>Metro Pulse</i>'s excellent successor.<br />
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Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-68161870417401397072016-05-18T18:03:00.003-07:002016-05-22T16:25:41.550-07:00Memories of Joan B. Cleveland <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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inspiration, and advocate -- Joan Cleveland.</span></div>
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York City character -- she had been working on a book about those who told a
young person at a crucial moment in his or her life, "You can do
that." If you were </span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;">a
Cape friend, an aspiring artist or musician, or a member of the Clark extended
family, Joan was a person always ready to say, “You can do that.” </span><span style="color: #16191f; font-family: "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt;">One
of Joan’s sayings was, “If you can do something, you can do anything,” and I’ve
come to realize the truth in this. When you set out to </span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;">pursue a dream, Joan was
happy to support you. If you worked hard at it and came up with a
good story every now and then, all the better. Joan treasured those only-in-New-York
stories as much as anyone since Damon Runyon. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #16191f; font-family: "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt;"> Many of her stories
ended with a coincidence and a person getting a great opportunity because of a
chance meeting. </span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;">"There
are only two hundred people in the world,” she often explained, “and we all
know each other." </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"> She once found herself at a Harvard Club senior singles
group with Dick Burgheim, an exceptionally kind man and a legendary <i>People </i>magazine editor who I was lucky
enough to work for on an ill-fated startup magazine in the eighties. Joan
mentioned to Dick that my company in Knoxville had gone under. They quickly agreed
that they needed to reel me back to civilization, and soon thereafter came an
offer of an eight-week writers’ trial at <i>People</i>.
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"> When our nephew Keith Clark expressed an
interest in TV and video production, he found himself in the sacrosanct control
room of the <i>Today</i> show when Joan was
doing one of her interviews about senior citizens. (You can still buy her
books, <i>Finding the Right Place at the
Right Time; Everything You Need to Know About Retirement Housing </i>(1996,
Penguin) and <i>Simplifying Life as a Senior
Citizen </i>(1998, St. Martin’s), on Amazon.) <i><o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt;"> I cannot for the life of me imagine Joan rolling hoops and pulling up her white gloves with her classmates in the Wellesley Class of 1953. But I can imagine her matching wits with the Jesuits at Boston College Law School, who bestowed her degree in 1959. She often said that she respected their minds, and that they were more enlightened than you might think. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt;"> On the beach in 1977, I mention to Joan that I was about to start a summer internship in New York City and live in an NYU dorm. “Why don’t you stay with us?” she asked Joan. When I arrived at her apartment at 96<sup>th</sup> St. and Madison Avenue, she said she had heard that a local Y was offering special summer memberships for a nominal fee ($30 per month). I had already been assigned a locker, sweated in the extensive weight room, cooled off in the massive pool, and hung my sweaty clothes in a net bag to be washed, when I saw on the bulletin board that the Wednesday evening entertainment was Jascha Heifetz. Over time, I came to realize that the 92<sup>nd</sup> Street YMHA at Lexington Avenue was one of the most famous cultural crossroads in the world. Plus, they provided towels and did your laundry.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt;"> Thirty years after my internship, our daughter Isabel stayed with Joan when she took courses in writing for TV at NYU’s Tisch School, worked at Barnes and Noble, and walked Joan’s dogs. “She has worked her butt off,” said Joan at summer’s end. If you worked hard, you had her support. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16pt;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Joan Moynagh remembers that, after Vassar, she was headed to Columbia for a graduate program in Dramatic Literature. "But Joan (along with Anne Steere) had other plans for me. They not only convinced me that I should defer for a year to see what it was like to work in the theatre in New York before committing to a life in a dramaturge’s office, Joan offered to have me live with her while I figured it all out. In the meantime, my father died, life was even more topsy turvy for a while, and Joan was my magnet — pulling me back to New York, assuring me that I could 'make it there,' despite all the upheavals. That fall was my 21st birthday — and Joan celebrated by coming into my room first thing in the morning — a candle plunked into a croissant — singing “Happy Birthday” to me in her full lower register! She was such a formidable person, but deep down a complete mush pot (Anne Steere’s term)."</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #16191f; font-family: "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"> Joan was a great friend of </span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16pt;">my late mother, Charlotte
Clark. They both shared a habit of maintaining and nurturing relationships and connections over the long term,
through thick and thin. When our niece Sarah Hadley Clark Davis was at Smith,
every November, she and a friend would stay with Joan for a Smith program that
got them tickets to six plays. “I fell in love with New York because of her,”
says Sarah. “She made New York such a welcoming place.” </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"> When Sarah returned for
graduate school at Columbia, Joan felt that Sarah was not getting proper meals and regularly had her over for dinner. They also went to the Irish Repertory
Theatre. “After Grandma died,” says Sarah, I missed her so much, and Joan was my
connection to her. Joan missed Grandma too, and in the same way I think I was a
connection to Grandma for her.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"> Joan also liked standing by the underdog. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"> The evening after Annalise and Ben
Mecham’s wedding in the modern Sodom of Charlottesville, Virginia, youngest
cousin Olivia and oldest cousin Stacey disappeared with a six-pack of beer to
discuss the meaning of life. So rapt were they in cousinly catchings-up that
they did not hear their ringing cellphones. Panicked searches of every seedy bar
still haunted by the ghost of Edgar Allan Poe ended only when Olivia and Stacey
returned, joyful and oblivious, at 2:30 a.m. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"> At breakfast the next morning, when Olivia
was very much in the doghouse, Joan rose up as her advocate.</span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"> </span><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;">"You
didn't commit rape, murder or arson,” she said to Olivia. “People make
mistakes. It seems like a big deal, but if this is the worst thing you've ever
done.</span><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 13.0pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;">I'd say
you're doing just fine.” </span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16pt;">Joan
embraced people who know how to have a good time. She liked to see people
carried away by inspiration. She liked to see Clark cousins nurturing their
bonds. Most of all, she liked a good story.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #16191f; font-family: "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt;"> What, some of us
might ask, </span><span style="font-family: "times" , serif; font-size: 16.0pt;">did
we do right to earn her friendship? Some
theologies might say that Joan’s largesse was not earned, but rather bestowed.
Were we really worthy of the having a friend like Joan? </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;">At the very least, we can try follow her advice when we can. She told Joan M., "Always have a bottl</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">e of champagne in your refrigerator. That way you'll always be ready for a celebration."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> P.S., says Joan M., "I ALWAYS have a bottle of champagne in my refrigerator."</span><br />
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Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-75946123002556475522016-02-19T06:33:00.004-08:002016-02-19T12:00:44.656-08:00The Common Ground of Peyton T. Hairston Jr. (1955-2016)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;">In November of 1994, I was assigned to profile a new senior vice president
of labor relations. The idea was to show some twenty unions that this guy knew his
stuff: he had worked for the National Labor Relations Board, a big firm in
Indianapolis, and two major international companies with employees all over the
world, from longshoremen and meatpackers to plantation workers in South and
Central America. “So many unions. So many issues. So many needs,” as he put
it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Soon after meeting this new SVP,
I realized that we were only a year apart in age. He mentioned his undergraduate
alma mater, NC State. I asked, “Did you know David Thompson?” He answered yes,
Thompson, the great college hoops player, had been a fraternity brother. In a brief
discussion about Thompson and his tragic drug problems, I got the feeling that we
shared a certain generational outlook on many things. Over the next fifteen
years or so, as I helped him with many speeches to many groups, that feeling
was borne out in what I consider a very productive, pleasant way. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As part of its goal to
demonstrate that this person was tough enough to tangle with hard-nosed
negotiations, the profile from that first day led with some violent realities
of a strike: <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Peyton T.
Hairston Jr. was just a few months out of Wake Forest Law School—working as a
Field Attorney for the National Labor Relations Board in Cincinnati—when he
found himself examining bullet holes, shattered windows and mangled machinery
amid a coal miners’ strike in West Virginia.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hairston’s job was to investigate management
charges of unfair labor practices—namely, that strikers had been shooting at
security guards, threatening other workers, and sabotaging mining equipment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“This kid had never seen anything like
that,” says Hairston. “Coming from Winston-Salem, where we didn’t have any
unions, I’d never seen the kind of passion that’s involved in a strike. And I
learned a great deal from the experience.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I learned there are always two sides to
every story. And I learned that the process of negotiation depends on being
able to find common ground between two parties. If there’s no ground, you can’t
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Peyton always empathized with
workers in what they are up against and understood the emotions and violence
that are sparked when livelihoods are threatened. He was of a new breed when it
came to sitting down and listening to work out contracts. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As a speechwriter, I often typed
words to union groups like, “We can’t promise job security forever. But
together we can work on the items that are important to you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Peyton spoke often to bar
associations and other lawyer groups about the importance of diversity as a
marketing tool. Firm can’t afford to cut themselves off from growing markets,
and so it behooves them to foster young lawyers of new genders and hues, providing
them not only a shot, but also mentoring and guidance. He spent time as head of
diversity, and always used practical, business language in making the case for
diversity being beneficial to the bottom line.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Peyton was a good writer
himself. Like many executives who are good writers, he saw the value in the
extra perspective a speechwriter can provide. In conversation he often emitted
an infectious chuckle that lilted softly toward higher registers. He was always
kind, collegial, and appreciative. I think I had a special advantage from the
get-go in understanding how he might want to approach a speech. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In doing that first profile, I
learned that he had come from a large, extended family in Winston-Salem. His
father, Peyton Sr., had been an elementary school principal. His mother,
Jannie, taught math. In working with people, he emulated his grandfather,
Braxton Hairston. “He never met a stranger,” Peyton told me. “He was a
part-time Baptist preacher and a lifetime employee at an R.J. Reynolds
cigarette factory. He always taught me the value of work—that no matter what
people do, you should respect what they’re doing, because everybody who works
is adding to society.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Peyton was an intellectual and
a sensitive person. His flexibility of mind enabled him to take on many
different administrative roles over the years. As his obituaries have noted, he
also played an active role in our Knoxville community. He was often asked to
deliver speeches at Martin Luther King Day celebrations. I was proud to assist
in preparing for these, and doubly proud when I heard that Peyton had received
a standing ovation. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Like so many colleagues, I
join with Peyton’s family in feeling the loss of a truly great guy. And I again
invoke that generational bond in saying that sixty is way too young. As he
said, we can’t guarantee certain things when we negotiate. But I can’t help but
wish that he’d gotten a chance to find a little common ground and craft just
one more of those win-win contracts. I already miss that mirthful chuckle.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-31445034309259472072015-06-25T07:50:00.001-07:002015-06-25T07:50:45.170-07:00Happy 70th Birthday to Tucker Clark -- and a weekend with Jack Kerouac<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">Tucker Clark was born in St. Louis, Mo., on June 25, 1945.</span><br />
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<br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">Today he is 70. By any measure, Tucker (my oldest brother) has been and continues to be an enduring touchstone of 60s culture.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">For just a literary taste, we will take GTOTD readers back in time, to the University of North Carolina in 1963.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">Tucker arrived as a freshman, having spent the summer building roads in Gambia with a program called Crossroads Africa.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">He took part in a protest to integrate the lunch counters in downtown Chapel Hill. Since Main Street in Chapel Hill was also a federal highway, Tucker recalls, “on TV there were shots of the Feds hauling us away on charges of obstruction of a federal highway."</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">When he was a junior, he lived in a house off campus. His mother, Charlotte, recalls visiting him there. “It was the first time I saw MAKE LOVE NOT WAR. It was on a car in front of the house."</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">At one point, one of Tucker’s friends was on the road when he was picked up hitchhiking by … well, let’s let Tucker tell it:</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><em style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">My buddy, Marshall Hay – who is still at the Meher Baba Ashram in Myrtle Beach, S.C. – was hitch-hiking back to Chapel Hill after his first one-month stay down there, giving up the psychedelic life for Baba, when the first car that picked him up was a bunch of Lowell, Massachusetts, Indians and a drunk and bloated ---dah-dum --</em><br />
<em style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;"> Jack Kerouac!!! </em><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><em style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;"></em><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><em style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">He was coming from his mommy’s house in South Carolina. Marshall convinced the crew to come get drunk in Chapel Hill and sequestered them in the Tempo Room and went and got me, </em><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russell_Banks" style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px; text-decoration: none;"><em>Russell Banks</em></a><em style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">, and all the other UNC literati, who proceeded to Russell's house, where Kerouac berated hippies, the screwed-up California scene and how sick of everything he was. </em><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><em style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;"></em><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><em style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">He consumed lots of cheap-by-choice wine and told Russ and other erstwhile writers that they all sucked. Later on in New York Russell Banks wanted us to reconstruct each of our vantage points of that weekend for a Vanity Fair article-- never happened. It was so seminal -- and a part of Chapel Hill lore. </em><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">From Chapel Hill, Tucker went on to the Peace Corps in Nepal, a commune in Maine, an ahead-of-its time drug-education firm in Cambridge, Mass., a couple of decades as an alcoholic treatment counselor in Harlem, and now as a man-about-town in Westport, Conn.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20.799999237060547px;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TUCKER!</span><br />
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Yogi Berra turns 90 today, proving the wisdom once again of his words, "It ain't over 'till it's over." </div>
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Interested readers might want to read the great humorist Roy Blount Jr.'s wonderful 1984 <a href="http://www.si.com/mlb/2014/09/16/yogi-berra-si-60-rou-blount-jr" target="_blank">Sports Illustrated story</a> about the wisdom in Yogi's words. </div>
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Note also that the GTOTD staff was sitting in a glass-walled office on the 20th floor of the Time & Life Building next to one in which Roy was typing this story on a Royal typewriter, ripping out the pages, crumpling them up and throwing them into a pile in the corner. </div>
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Though the story, cited recently as one of the 60 best ever run in the pages of SI, reads as if every word, phrase and sentence poured out with ease and fully formed, know that great humor is harder than it looks. :-)</div>
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That same year, the GTOTD staff asked the great question of whether Yogi Bear was based on this rotund baseball great. For the answer, click <a href="http://www.si.com/vault/1984/06/18/638107/when-naming-a-cartoon-character-the-creators-were-bearish-on-yogi" target="_blank">here</a>. </div>
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Here is a fairly complete list of sayings attributed to Yogi Berra. (Although, as Yogi himself once said, "I didn't really say everything I said.")</div>
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"This is like deja vu all over again." </div>
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"Half this game is 90% mental."</div>
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"If I didn't wake up, I'd still be sleeping."</div>
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"Slump ? I ain't in no slump. I just ain't hittin'."</div>
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"Baseball is 90% mental, the other half is physical."</div>
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"You can observe a lot just by watching."</div>
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"He must have made that before he died." -- Referring to a Steve McQueen movie.</div>
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"I want to thank you for making this day necessary." -- On Yogi Berra Appreciation Day in St. Louis in 1947.</div>
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"I'd find the fellow who lost it, and, if he was poor, I'd return it." -- When asked what he would do if he found a million dollars.</div>
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"Think! How the hell are you gonna think and hit at the same time?"</div>
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"It's hard to make predictions, especially about the future."</div>
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"You've got to be very careful if you don't know where you're going, because you might not get there."</div>
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"I knew I was going to take the wrong train, so I left early."</div>
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"If you don't know where you are going, you will wind up somewhere else."</div>
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"If you can't imitate him, don't copy him."</div>
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"You better cut the pizza in four pieces because I'm not hungry enough to eat six."</div>
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"It was impossible to get a conversation going; everybody was talking too much."</div>
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"A nickel isn't worth a dime today."</div>
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"Nobody goes there anymore; it's too crowded."</div>
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"It gets late early out there." -- Referring to the bad sun conditions in left field at the stadium.</div>
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"Glen Cove." -- Referring to Glenn Close on a movie review television show.</div>
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Once, Yogi's wife Carmen asked, "Yogi, you are from St. Louis, we live in New Jersey, and you played ball in New York. If you go before I do, where would you like me to have you buried?" Yogi replied, "Surprise me."</div>
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"Do you mean now?" -- When asked for the time.</div>
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"I take a two hour nap, from one o'clock to four."</div>
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"If you come to a fork in the road, take it."</div>
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"You give 100 percent in the first half of the game, and if that isn't enough in the second half you give what's left."</div>
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"90% of the putts that are short don't go in."</div>
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"I made a wrong mistake."</div>
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"Texas has a lot of electrical votes." -- During an election campaign, after George Bush stated that Texas was important to the election.</div>
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"Thanks, you don't look so hot yourself." -- After being told he looked cool.</div>
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"I always thought that record would stand until it was broken."</div>
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"Yeah, but we're making great time!" -- In reply to "Hey Yogi, I think we're lost."</div>
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"If the fans don't come out to the ball park, you can't stop them."</div>
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"Why buy good luggage? You only use it when you travel."</div>
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"It's never happened in the World Series competition, and it still hasn't."</div>
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"How long have you known me, Jack? And you still don't know how to spell my name." -- Upon </div>
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receiving a check from Jack Buck made out to "bearer."</div>
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"I'd say he's done more than that." -- When asked if first baseman Don Mattingly had exceeded expectations for the current season.</div>
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"The other teams could make trouble for us if they win."</div>
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"He can run anytime he wants. I'm giving him the red light." -- On the acquisition of fleet-footed Rickey Henderson.</div>
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"I never blame myself when I'm not hitting. I just blame the bat, and if it keeps up, I change bats. After all, if I know it isn't my fault that I'm not hitting, how can I get mad at myself?"</div>
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"It ain't the heat; it's the humility."</div>
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"The towels were so thick there I could hardly close my suitcase."</div>
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"You should always go to other people's funerals; otherwise, they won't come to yours."</div>
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"I didn't really say everything I said."</div>
Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-66766582488571817032015-03-02T04:44:00.001-08:002015-03-02T04:44:24.738-08:00All hail the Queen of Commas!Yes, the 75th anniversary <i>New Yorker </i>contains <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/02/23/holy-writ" target="_blank">the memoirs of Mary Norris</a>, who descended from the frozen North (and her job on a Vermont cheese farm) to the Vatican of word usage, where, over the course of decades, she earned her place among the great grammarians of the ages. Her defense of the serial (Oxford) comma is, of course, exhaustive and eloquent. If you have enough "free views" on <i>The New Yorker</i> site, you can click on <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/02/23/holy-writ" target="_blank">this link</a> and enjoy.<br />
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Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-76964635227520764282015-02-22T10:21:00.001-08:002015-02-22T10:21:04.563-08:00When to capitalize family titles<em><strong>Here's a handy post from the Grammar Gremlin, Don K. Ferguson:</strong></em><br />
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When referring to family titles in your writing, should you capitalize or use lowercase?<br />
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<span class="Fid_0">For example, is it “father” or “Father,” “dad” or “Dad,” “mother” or “Mother”?</span></div>
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<span class="Fid_0">If these terms stand alone and are being used as the name you use for the person, they are capitalized.</span></div>
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<span class="Fid_0">Example: “Have you decided yet, Mother, whether you and Dad will be able to take your trip?”</span></div>
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<span class="Fid_0">If you are merely referring to the person, use lowercase.</span></div>
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<span class="Fid_0">Example: “My mother and father are planning to a trip to the beach.”</span></div>
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<span class="Fid_0">If “uncle” or a similar family relationship term is used with the name, it is capitalized. Example: “They said Uncle Bill might go with them.”</span></div>
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<span class="Fid_0">Otherwise, it would be “my uncle.”</span></div>
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<span class="Fid_1">Don K. Ferguson, retired U.S. District Court chief deputy clerk, is a former member of the Knoxville City Council. He may be emailed <a href="mailto:ferguson111@comcast.net" target="_blank">here</a>. </span></div>
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Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-86737711274996493732014-12-05T12:19:00.001-08:002014-12-05T12:22:09.295-08:00The book "Wayfaring Strangers" highlights the Scots-Irish music of AppalachiaFrom Ronald Radosh's <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2014/12/07/books/review/wayfaring-strangers-and-ralph-peer-and-the-making-of-popular-roots-music.html?emc=edit_bk_20141205&nl=books&nlid=15502042" target="_blank">review of <i>Wayfaring Strangers</i></a> in the New York Times Book Review:<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">"<i style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 23px;">Wayfaring Strangers</i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, times new roman, times, serif;"><span style="line-height: 23px;"> tells the story of how Scottish immigrants to Ulster in Northern Ireland merged their own musical traditions with those of the Irish before coming to America and adding their music to the American songbook. These Scots-Irish immigrants moved principally to Appalachia, where their traditions took new forms in classics like “Barbara Allen” and “Shady Grove.” As Dolly Parton writes in her introduction, “I grew up in the Smoky Mountains listening to these ancient ballads that had crossed oceans and valleys,” songs that became the basis for folk, bluegrass and country music."</span></span></span>Brooks Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18237355339382207538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377960385472311063.post-68940106343217249472014-11-17T06:05:00.000-08:002014-11-17T06:05:00.056-08:00Add ‘s' to main element of compound<div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 1.125rem; padding: 0px;">
<b>Another great tip from Don Ferguson's Grammar Gremlins: </b></div>
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A university professor commenting on a national television show about the election of several new governors used the term "governor-elects."</div>
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He should have said "governors-elect."</div>
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The rule is that the plurals of hyphenated or spaced compounds are formed by adding "s" to the main element of the compound.</div>
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In "governor-elect" the main word is "governor," and it gets the "s."</div>
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Other examples: "attorneys general," "fathers-in-law," "holes-in-one" and "runners-up."</div>
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But with nouns ending in "ful," the "s" is added at the end.</div>
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Examples: "cupfuls," "spoonfuls" and "mouthfuls."</div>
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<a href="mailto:ferguson111@comcast.net" target="_blank">Don K. Ferguson</a>, retired U.S. District Court chief deputy clerk, is a former member of the Knoxville City Council. </div>
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