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Every so often I find some poems that are too good for the readers of The Atlantic because they are a little too involved with the nature of poetry, as such.
My parents took an interest in nothing, at home no books, no records. My mother and my father are the emblem of indifference, dryness and bad taste. My father is also terribly stingy, in life as well as in feelings: I have never seen him filling up the bathtub.
| Alvin Adams, Businessman (1804) |
| Jerome Cavanagh, Politician (1928) |
| Abby Elliott, Actress (1987) |
| Geronimo, Statesman (1829) |
| Cobi Jones, Athlete (1970) |
| Stan Laurel, Actor (1890) |
| Henri Lefebvre, Sociologist (1901) |
| Mel Allen, Celebrity (1996) |
| Rufus Jones, Writer (1948) |


