The great writer and newsman Charles Kuralt died ten days ago due to complications from Lupus. He was 62. I’ve been struggling to find an appropriate way to honor Kuralt and to do my little bit to fill the giant hole he leaves in the essence of all of us whether we know we’ve been made emptier by his passing or not.
Continue reading → Charles Kuralt Brings Us Back Along The Backroads
by Marshall Jamison
The others who were there that day have answered their last page at the glorious old hotel. Your reporter, hopefully, will answer to several more.
To a New Englander born in downtown Boston over three quarters of a century ago, the ancient city grows more appealing in the heart of an old campaigner as the years follow each other in swift, but dwindling, procession.
So many memories; as a little fellow in Cambridge, hitching a ride on the horse-drawn sleigh that delivered blocks of ice to ancient neighborhood ice boxes. With my Dad and little brother seeing Charlie Devens pitch for Harvard with, I think, Herman Fink catching, “Rabbit” Maranville artfully displaying his patented vest pocket catch at old Braves Field in Alston, Clarence De Mar and Johnny Kelley making yet another great run over the Newton Hills to a downtown finish in the Boston Marathon, Evening at Pops, nostalgic rides on the Garden’s swan boats, Christmas caroling around the State House and on Beacon Hill.
The National Basketball Association today fined Dennis Rodman $50,000 for insulting the Mormon Community during the NBA Finals in Salt Lake City. I find this action by the NBA to be the pinnacle of Political Correctness and incredibly false in its intention to punish Dennis Rodman for speaking his mind. The NBA should be regulating play on the court, not comments spoken on impulse.
Continue reading → Dennis Rodman and the $50,000 Mormon Fine
by Marshall Jamison
Our father, as we grew older, included us in the group of his college students who shared, each year on April Nineteenth, a bus ride from Faneuil Hall in downtown Boston to Lexington and Concord where the day was spent with such as Thoreau, Revere, Alcott and Emerson (to drop a name or two.)
The Green at Lexington is the natural first stop on the trail to the magic wrought by those glorious historic fellows. While now surrounded by the traffic of busy city streets, the Green itself retains the atmospheric mystery of the brave Minute Men who stood their ground and fought for the freedom some of them would die for.
But it is “by the rude bridge that arched the flood” in old Concord Town that the spirit of our land and its indomitable founders is most evident. To two awestruck lads, the legend of heroism eulogized by Ralph Waldo Emerson in his epoch verse was unforgettable. It greets the visitor on the path that leads to and over the bridge to the simple heroic statue of the rugged Minute Man. There the bravery and resolution of the “embattled farmers” of the poem are illustrated with artistic integrity and simple dignity.
Now the Concord River flows peacefully through on green fields and quiet farms which epitomize rural America. May it flow thus always.
To those of us who have had the unearned glorious privilege of growing up in this country and calling it our own, the Nineteenth of April is a day of incredible historic significance. But now the celebration of its glory is deeply scarred for all of us by the unforgivable sin of the Oklahoma Massacre.
We pray the future will bring peace and deep solace to our countrymen who have suffered pain, loss and death. May their forefather’s courage serve as a guiding example for their lives.
Some may find it odd that I’m taking time in this largely popular magazine to discuss bodily fluids — but it is the very popularity of Go Inside Magazine that begs me to address this issue for wider appeal. We are made mostly of water. The replacement of this vital fluids is our lifeline to better health and here’s why…
*** Disclaimer!!! ***
Before you read any further, I want to make it clear I am not a doctor. I make no guarantees. I share with you here my experiences and insights. Take everything you read here with a grain of salt and apply it to your own experience. Check with a doctor before you employ, attempt or invoke any of the advice you read herein. If you are easily influenced or timid of mind and weak of volition, I urge you to read no further! Hit the back button on your browser now and read no more!
The Common Cause of the Common Cold
Okay, then! Glad you stayed. Here’s the scoop: When I was a graduate student at Columbia University, the most valuable thing I learned while getting my M.F.A. was not the history of the world or how to construct a dramatic story. The most valuable thing I learned was that the most common cause of the common cold is… dry air!
As I watched the NBA semi-finals play out, I was amused, and then horrified at the commercials for the new Wnba or – in other words – The WOMEN’S National Basketball Association. Allow me a moment to vent my view before I get to the meaty core of the horror: In the spirit of the LPGA and Women’s Tennis, basketball will now rock with segregated competition where “separate” does not yet mean or intend to be “equal.” What’s next? The Wnfl and Wmlb? C’mon! If the sexes are truly equal – then don’t segregate women into a lesser league because they “can’t compete” or aren’t allowed to play with the “big boys.” Isn’t it our responsibility as role models (and we all are in everything we do no matter what Charles Barkley tries to tell us) to show that the sexes can get along in life AND on the basketball court? I don’t buy it that women aren’t good enough to play in the “men’s league” and I don’t think they should be stuck in a lesser league of their own, either.
Continue reading → Wnba: We Got Next? — Get Some English First!
[Update – June 17, 1998: I get weekly messages about this article from GO INSIDE Magazine readers who continue to confirm my experience with the Westwood Marquis Hotel & Gardens despite what, I am told, is the hotel’s occasional claim over the phone that the “UCLA suites” have been remodeled and that my article is “out of date.” However, other readers report that the hotel confesses the “UCLA suites” have “not yet been remodeled” when confronted with the experiences I report in this article when they attempt to make a room reservation. I recently called the hotel and posed as a prospective guest. Without identifying myself, I casually mentioned this article and I asked if the “UCLA suites” description was accurate? I was told that those rooms have “yet to be remodeled.” All I can say is “Buyer Beware!” since the veracity of the situation appears to spin on who answers the phone at the hotel’s reception desk. I’ll continue to update this article as necessary.]
Continue reading → Slumming at the Westwood Marquis Hotel and Gardens for $150 a Night
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