You describe Alice Cooper as a “borderline alcoholic,” then you say he consumes a case of beer and half a fifth of whiskey per day. It seems to me that anyone who drinks that much must be a full-fledged alcoholic.
I feel sorry for Mr. Cooper. He may be a millionaire at 26, but no one drinks that much for fun. No true musician passes out on stage. May I suggest that you devote some time to real musicians?
It was a well-written, well-rounded portrait of the man in just a couple of pages. Alice impresses me as a witty, sensitive, somewhat confused man.
After reading the article on Alice Cooper I wanted to put your magazine in the guillotine that Alice uses in his act. It was the poorest written article I’ve ever read.
I am writing in regard to your story on Lt. Col. Stirm’s divorce. He has every right to feel bitter. Loretta Stirm shouldn’t have received a red cent, or custody of any child. Any woman who would be unfaithful to a husband rotting away in a foreign jail does not deserve any consideration from a court. One can only wish for Lt. Col. Stirm a much happier future with his children and hopefully another wife who takes seriously the meaning of her marriage vows.
Mrs. Lorene Rutherford
I was completely appalled to read of the San Mateo judge who virtually gave everything away that Lt. Col. Robert Stirm possessed. This not only includes money but any feelings of self-esteem or patriotism.
To cheat on her husband while he was a POW and then ask for half of almost all he owns—and get it! My God, what has our society gotten to?
I have never read an article which embittered me more. This is just another example of how many men get taken to the cleaners in divorce cases.
Lt. Col. Stirm will be reassigned to MacDill Air Force Base this summer and will take his two older children, Lorrie, 16 (above with her father), and Bo, 15, with him.—ED.
As a mining engineer who has lain on his side in water in a seam 2½ ft. thick, working with a pick and shovel, I feel qualified to comment on Ian McHarg’s remarks. We no longer lie on our sides; solid steel supports the roof. The coal industry can and will produce a substantial portion of this nation’s energy for the rest of this century without the “real social cost” Professor McHarg envisages, and it will not “wreak a terrible destruction on the environment.” As a Scotsman, Professor McHarg is surely aware of the Acorn Bank Site, once the world’s largest strip mine and now, again, unrecognizable from surrounding farmland.
David A. Summers
Ian McHarg replies: “By and large, the mining industry has not assumed the costs incurred by its degradation of the social and natural environment; for example, the ruination of the land and people in Appalachia. If, indeed, it has had a change of heart, that is a much appreciated transformation—and one that should be viewed with intense suspicion.”—ED.
I hope millions read McHarg. Great ideas from a great man. America needs more like him.
I had always envisioned Walt Frazier as a superstud, with no depth to his personality. Thank you for giving me some confidence in this particular man, and in general in all of our great athletes, whom we so often categorize as being large in body but small in mind. From your article I can sincerely say that Walt is a man with feelings that run deep.
Mrs. Barbara J. Morris
Your article about Walt Frazier made me want to be “coolly” (of course) sick to my stomach. What is so damn cool about a guy who talks about how he loves kids but never sees his own; has the most sick, narcissistic bedroom yet seen, which must have cost a small fortune, yet nowhere in the article is there mentioned anything about spending some of his “cool” money on his less fortunate fellow man. The fantasy figure, Walt Frazier, is at most amusing, but as a reality he seems like a real “cool” dud.
In glancing over the Mail section I was quite sad to see there were no letters from the California area. We here in Compton and Los Angeles thoroughly enjoy this wonderful magazine. It’s a pleasure to read and a pleasure to buy at 35¢. Thanks for giving us so much for so little.
Mrs. Constance T. Temple
The crib death doctor, Marie Valdes-Dapena, may have fun with her children in the evening, as you say, but that isn’t a pool table they’re having fun at.
Football is the game in Nebraska, but even here we know the difference between pool and billiards.
James E. Young
PEOPLE is on my weekly shopping list, along with milk and eggs. I was dismayed, however, when I read of Sam Peckinpah and Jack Lemmon’s behavior at the tribute to James Cagney. Mr. Cagney is not only one of the greatest actors the world has known but one of the greatest gentlemen. For them to show such little respect is disgusting. My hat’s off to Felicia Farr, who threw a drink in her husband’s face.
Grand Forks, N.D.
Your PEOPLE Puzzle is taking up too much of my time. Please tell Mr. Mosler to ease up. Also, it is puzzling to me why he considers James Earl Jones the great white hope. How can a black man be considered the great white hope? A more correct answer would be Hart. Marvin Hart beat Jack Johnson in 1905, and for awhile was thought to be one of the first genuine great white hopes.
The clue was based on James Earl Jones’s starring role in the 1968 Broadway play and 1970 movie titled The Great White Hope, about the life of Jack Johnson.—ED.