Talking to myself: a memoir of my times
Terkel offers the reader an autobiography of our times--the stirring story of a man whose life has been so vivid that its telling mirrors the events of our century. From Mahalia Jackson to Bertrand Russell, from Martin Luther King, Jr. to Federico Fellini, Studs has met them all and captured their voices for the reader.
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Damn! Damn! Damn! "The Greek ran off with the key. You got a skeleton, aintcha
?" I nodded. A lot of good that nod did me. John the Baptist was at the window of
her room, feverishly leafing through the Book. Muttering to himself, "Woe is me, ...
"Do you have it with you?" "Yes." "Would you mind reading it to me?" I fumble at
my wallet. God damn it, where the hell is the poem? I know it's here somewhere. I
had fingered it this morning, half- hoping we'd get to it during the conversation.
A half-dollar buys a good meal. Damn, why did I open my mouth? I'll give them
back the dough on Monday. No, a promise is a promise. All right, I'll place the
bets, after I see a movie. It's Bolero, with Carole Lombard and George Raft. It's so-
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TALKING TO MYSELF: A Memoir Of My TimesUser Review - Kirkus
Talking to himself, Terkel is laconic, wry, sometimes baffling. He needs his machinery, his Sony and his Uher. ("I have a theory. I am a nco-Cartesian: I tape therefore I am.") He will reveal himself ... Read full review