Talking to Myself: A Memoir of My Times
This memoir cuts across worlds, years and the vast spectrum of people that Terkel has known, from workers to famous stars, from Nobel Prize winners to ordinary folk ... Terkel uses some of the methods that have made his radio programs so famous. He cuts from a visit to Chief Luthuli in South Africa to a memoir of the McCarthy period, from growing up among the petty gangsters of Chicago in the thirties to confronting the bigger gangsters of our political life in the sixties, from acting in a radio soap opera to discussing film with Fellini ...
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Their good natures assuage my distress. After all, I am no mad Ahab, asea, out to
destroy some dumb beast of a machine. E. J. Blount is squash-faced, gravel-
voiced, stubby, and bluff. He is a dead ringer for Wallace Beery. Will Holmes is
Wallace Beery looks hurt. Why don't I understand these things? "Take him," David
Niven puts his hand on Wally's shoulder. "He doesn't personally dislike colored,
but he'd be afraid of reprisals from his cohorts." Beery nods. He appears even ...
Oh, I understand. She makes no effort to return the ten-spot. She'd have gone
great at the Winchmere. Wallace Beery nudges me under the table. His knee is
sharp for a fat man's. "Everything's okay. Don' worry about a thing. We're all
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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