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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I hear my name called. I am on the witness stand. Judge Jarecki appears tired.
John Cashin, Jr., is the prosecutor. He is a large man and has a deep voice. He
asks each of the defendants to rise. They do so; one trembles more than the other
A single voice. A piano and an organ. A record label little known. Consider this.
More than two million people, way more, have put out hard-gotten cash for "Move
On Up a Little Higher." In scores of thousands of homes, among the devout and ...
As she captures his voice, his inflection, his throw- away manner, her visitors
laugh uproariously. She's getting a great kick, too. She no longer looks gaunt and
emaciated. Only the clergyman, at her bedside, is not amused. He is praying.
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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