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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You can't bring him into your home as a neighbor. And — how shall I say it? —
you can't allow sexual relations. If you allow that, you will in time create a bastard
race." Ten miles to go. A song would be nice. Does George know "Sarie Marais"?
I look at George. Yes, Zelda was a truly attractive girl. George is leaning toward
us, smiling tentatively. He so wants things to go well. I see a smart-looking young
jockey. Once upon a time. "She takes after both of you." George laughs a little boy
I wearily reach toward the STOP lever. Something makes me pause. George is
talking. I let it roll. There is a surprising insistence in George's soft manner. The
deliberate speech, the cadence has returned. "That is true. But through the
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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