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Dolly Parton

I admire Dolly Parton for her determination (PEOPLE, Jan. 19). She came a long way from Porter Wagoner’s show to get to the big screen, and she had to be strong to take the countless jokes about her. Now she’s destined to become the next Monroe. Her music has never sounded better either.

Charles Ridings

Greenville, S.C.

I enjoyed getting a glimpse of Carl Dean, Dolly Parton’s husband, in your magazine. But as an avid reader, I was disappointed to discover this same picture in another magazine captioned with the name of Gianni Marcolla, an Italian rollerskating that you have made a mistake and the elusive Carl Dean is just a myth after all?

Norene Habers

Oak Ridge, N.J.

The real Dean is decidedly no myth, and that was Carl in PEOPLE.


Dolly Parton was great in 9 to 5, but let’s give some well-deserved credit to the ever-changing Jane Fonda and to the funniest lady on screen this year: Lily Tomlin.

Sam Larson


John Lennon

I object to Jack A. Hofbauer’s vicious tirade against John Lennon in your letters section. I may have been a “tin-eared teenager,” but Hofbauer’s “deceased dope fiend” did not transform me into a “pill-popping, acid-eating adolescent.” The Beatles went through the same trying times as the rest of us, and John emerged a better man, a loving husband, a doting father, and a person who preached love, not violence. What is wrong with emulating these qualities?

Pam Borel

Columbia, S.C.

Nancy Reagan’s Friends

Mrs. Reagan’s friend may say, “I’ve gotten where I wanted to,” but how about other women who aren’t married to millionaires? What about women who are supporting unemployed or disabled husbands? Or single, divorced or widowed mothers with several children to support? Or women who just want to make it on their own? There certainly is a lot to be said for elegance, good taste and traditional values, but it’s frightening to think that the middle-and lower-class women of this country may not have a strong and influential voice in the Reagan administration.

Cecilia A. Tullo

New York City

Mrs. Carter may not have had “cosmopolitan chic,” but at least she had higher ideals than pursuing a commitment to elegance and good taste in clothes and entertaining. Come on, Mrs. Reagan, you’re showing your age. Women today have more to worry about than fancy dresses and galas.

Terri Holback

Poquoson, Va.

Cynthia Dwyer

I can’t help but feel that people like Cynthia Dwyer will always be victimized by their own ill-conceived plans and naive idealism.

Eileen O’Leary


It’s fantastic that the 52 hostages are home, but no one should forget that Mrs. Dwyer is still there.

V. Perkins


The Killer Game

I read the poignant letters regarding John Lennon and was touched by them. I then turned to your article on the campus killing game and was shocked. We all ask ourselves where madmen who stalk their victims like prey come from—there is your answer. Do our games reflect the times, or vice versa?

Judy Leeds


How ironic! My college tensions were a result of “real life” assassinations and violence: John Kennedy, Bobby Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Vietnam, Kent State. Today college students are relieving their tensions with “make-believe” murder. It certainly looks like the dream is over.

Heather Lyons

Newport, R.I.

Greg Harrison

Thank you for your very enlightening article on Greg Harrison. It shows that to succeed in Hollywood you don’t need just looks—you also need brains. But then any faithful watcher of Trapper John, M.D. already knows that.

Emily Paxinos

New York City

What a little squirt Gregory Harrison is! He claims loftily that he won’t go out with women who merely “lust after his body.” Then in the same breath, he explains that he first went out with Randi Oakes because she “would look good wet.”

Susan Ross

Poughkeepsie, N.Y.

Joy Ufema

Thank God for people like Joy Ufema. At least there’s one person in the medical field who isn’t afraid to deal with the dying and their families. During the 13 months my mother had cancer, there was absolutely no one I could talk to. Neither the doctors nor the nurses wanted to discuss it. In fact, the doctors didn’t even tell me that she was terminally ill until six weeks before her death, and then they did so only because I demanded to know why she was deteriorating so quickly. I understand why they can’t get emotionally involved; however, every hospital should have a Joy Ufema just for this purpose.

Susan White

Laguna Hills, Calif.

I read about Joy Ufema’s controversial nursing care some years back. At that time I was receiving X-ray treatments for Hodgkins’ disease (cancer of the lymph nodes) and battling for my own emotional stability. Although I had first-rate care and an all-supportive family, I still felt alone and confused. I wish I had had someone like Joy just to sit down with and talk to. What doctors and some nurses don’t realize is that most cancer patients have more mental difficulties than physical ones. I am now pursuing a nursing degree, specializing in oncology (cancer care), thanks to the inspiration of Joy Ufema.

Lorie Brady

Fort Myers, Fla.