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The brutality of Sharpeville served to show the world, in blood-tinted colors, that the real savages of Africa are the ones wearing white skin.
AUSIER MOURA
Rio de Janeiro
Roof at the Top
Sir:
In a recent trip through the Southeast, I wanted to take some colored pictures of what I thought was a distinct style of architecture with a new, fresh approach. I came home with one picture—St. Paul's Lutheran Church of Sarasota. I am glad we concur on Victor Lundy's abilities [April 4].
(THE REV.) FRANK A. KOSTYU
Immanuel Evangelical & Reformed Church
Alliance, Ohio
Sir:
With reference to the "bold roofs" of St. Paul's and St. Andrew's, may I suggest that they evoke nothing so much as the graceful lines of a revival tent. It would appear that church architecture has regressed through neo-store-front to neo-camp-meeting.
CARL BANGS
Kankakee,Ill.
Sir:
Your story on the fascinating creations of Architect Victor Lundy comes as no surprise to his boyhood friends. Back in the years of our Bronx school days, everyone recognized his exceptional talents.
In fact, one of the many pleasures I enjoyed from our close friendship was the fringe benefit of sharing in the endless stream of invitations that he received to parties. There was always an ample surplus of good-looking girls. Victor married the second prettiest girl I know—a friend of my wife's.
JOSEPH E. SALES
Flushing, N.Y.
The Deliverer
Sir:
Your kindly and loving obit for Franklin P. Adams [April 4] evoked long-forgotten memories of his "Conning Tower" columns, which, secreted among the pages of William Wordsworth's output, helped a desperate group of college juniors get through an uninspired course in romantic poetry.
By midterm, in appreciation, we had written the following for underground class distribution:
Lord, we don't like to complain
We know that the course is no lark
But there's that horrible pain
When Wordsworth determines the mark.
Nothing to read but the love
That enters his heart every day
Lord, if you hear up above
Fling us an F.P.A.!
Who will deliver today's Wordsworth students? Allen Ginsberg?
SYLVIA R. LEFF
San Francisco
Sir:
If the late great F.P.A. got away with it, why not me too?
Of all sad words asked married men
The saddest are these: Where have you
been?
Or:
A thing of duty is a chore forever.
ANNE ALLMAN
St. Augustine, Fla.
Madison Time
Sir:
As a student nurse at the Johns Hopkins Hospital, only two blocks away from Madison Avenue, I particularly enjoyed your article on the new dance, "the Madison" [April 4].
Almost everyone around here is learning this dance—from the little children in the neighborhood to the medical students, doctors and nurses.
It is quite therapeutic too. You should see our patients perk up and cry, "It's Madison time!" whenever the tune is heard on the radio.
PETIE DAVIS
Baltimore
Sir: