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<title>
Apr. 19, 1993: Reviews:Books
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
Apr. 19, 1993 Los Angeles
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<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
REVIEWS, Page 67
BOOKS
Promises Unpacked
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<p>By STEFAN KANFER
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<qt>
<l>TITLE: Remembering Denny</l>
<l>AUTHOR: Calvin Trillin</l>
<l>PUBLISHER: Farrar, Straus & Giroux; 210 Pages; $19</l>
</qt>
<p> THE BOTTOM LINE: A posthumous account of promise gone
wrong, told by a master of insight and irony.
</p>
<p> Early in Remembering Denny, the author tips his hand: "It
has been my experience," he writes, "that almost anyone who
asks to speak at a funeral or memorial service wants to talk
about himself." So it appears; this luminous valedictory centers
on the late Roger ("Denny") Hansen. But it is as much about
Calvin Trillin as it is about his classmate, the golden boy of
Yale, '57.
</p>
<p> Back in the Eisenhower era, as one undergraduate put it,
Yalies viewed the future as "Stairway to Heaven, moving up
through the clouds on a blissful escalator." Trillin, a
strangely appealing mixture of Jewish arriviste and Midwestern
hick, entered college without ever having heard of Dostoyevsky
or Greenwich, and he figured to stop ascending early in the
journey. Denny was expected to keep on climbing. Champion
athlete, top-ranking student, Rhodes scholar, subject of a Life
magazine piece, he was discussed seriously as a potential
candidate for the presidency. Forty years later, after a life
of obscurity and pain, the golden boy sat back in a car and
inhaled carbon monoxide until his heart stopped.
</p>
<p> What went wrong? Trillin, a New Yorker staff writer, sets
out to find the truth, armed only with his wit and a handful of
clues. En route Trillin recalls a time when striving was
considered something a gentleman just didn't do. After all, why
should he? Postgraduate privileges were guaranteed to go along
with his Yale sheepskin. And then came the '60s: the Vietnam
War, the civil rights struggle, the sexual revolution. "There
is a common feeling among people my age," Trillin says, "that
somehow the rules got changed in the middle of the game."
</p>
<p> Trillin candidly describes his own fumbling attempts to
adjust: "I was remarkably easy to fool." Others, like Denny,
never found their feet again. His jobs grew less significant,
and influential friends dropped away. He never married. At a Big
Chill session, one mourner suggests that the deceased had
"unreasonably high standards." Another concludes that he was a
suppressed homosexual. Still another observes that despite the
scholar-athlete's "million-dollar smile," he was an emotional
basket case, suffering from clinical depression.
</p>
<p> Trillin follows these leads as he traces Denny's parabola
from college through abortive attempts at journalism to a slow
decline in academia. Along the way he provides a superb portrait
of an individual, a group and a vanished sensibility.
</p>
<p> Ironically, it is one of Denny's recent acquaintances who
offers the most discerning epitaph: "You have a knapsack, and
all the time you're growing up they keep stuffing promises into
the knapsack. Pretty soon, it's just too heavy to carry. You
have to unpack." As the author acknowledges, almost all of
Denny's generation have found themselves bent with expectations
that will never be realized. Unpacking, Trillin provides a
class act in every sense of the word.
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