After all the speculation about Prince Edward’s resignation from the Royal Marines, it was a pleasure to read the truth (PEOPLE, Jan. 26): He didn’t like it. And he had enough guts to admit it. There is certainly room for a man of individual character and personal conviction, like Edward, in the Royal Family. He is indeed a far cry from his selfish great-uncle David [the Duke of Windsor], who could not admit that he “didn’t like it” until after he was King and middle-aged.
B. Franklin Reinauer III
New York City
My compliments on your unbiased reporting on Prince Edward’s decision to resign from the Royal Marines. And my compliments to him for having the courage to do so. I wish I had the opportunity to say to Prince Philip and the Queen what I have always believed: As a parent, I would rather have a happy, well-adjusted shoe clerk for a son than a business tycoon or “professional” son on a psychiatrist’s couch.
Ann R. Franco
Kennebunk Beach, Maine
I was shocked by Prince Edward’s announcement to quit the marines. How could he humiliate his family by giving up like he did? Prince Edward has much growing up to do. He was unable to handle the pressures of being in the marines, even though he was treated a bit less harshly than others. This pampering of the young Prince must cease in order for him to mature like his courageous father, Prince Philip. As we all must learn, you must give a little in order to receive. Prince Edward’s turn has come. If he wants the respect his family has achieved, he will have to earn it.
Lisa A. Yontz
Kudos to the people of Alkali Lake, B.C., Canada. These folks 1) accepted there was a problem, 2) determined to correct it, and 3) did it. I hope their successful battle inspires others.
Port Orange, Fla.
Alkali Lake, B.C., stand up and take another encore. Ivy Chelsea’s observation that the town “just needed to start with one person, like Mom,” is right on target. As a very grateful, recovering alcoholic, I know the pain that alcoholism causes one’s family and friends. Love and understanding helps.
Darwyn Noel Grice
In a society that idolizes grunting gunners like Rambo, it is not surprising to find men like Dick Alegre. Calling his Sherman tank “the ultimate in toys” is like calling Hiroshima the ultimate in fireworks. I see nothing even faintly amusing in the horrible, pointless travesty of war or in people like Alegre who teach their children to play such a “game,” instead of thinking about ways we might avoid it. If this is “Main Street” America, I’m moving!
Maiya J. Grath
Shirley MacLaine’s Out on a Limb, huh? You ain’t kidding. I think the branch broke and she landed on her head. The other “channelers” must have been up in the tree with her. But don’t get me wrong. I liked the article. It gave me a really good laugh.
After 32 years of skeptical research into nearly every aspect of psychical phenomena, I share Shirley MacLaine’s spiritual exhilaration. But it is evident that much in the field is ridiculous and that blindly and uncritically delving into spirit communication can be dangerous. Nonetheless there is a large kernel of evidence that tends to prove that conscious life continues after death. And this, to former agnostics like Shirley and me, is an exciting and challenging concept.
Oh, come on! They actually expect us to believe their money-making schemes are genuine? Reincarnation and entities engulfing their souls? Or worse, claiming to have once been Jesus Christ or Socrates. Baloney! If they truly believe in what they claim, let them keep it to themselves. Or better yet, rather than spending all of their time being visited by spirits of the past, why don’t they do something in the present, like visiting a shrink.
Darcy R. Earle
Channeling is analogous to getting on a cosmic phone, dialing at random, and believing that whatever answers is “divine.” Praying to God isn’t so flashy, but it has an advantage. You know to whom you are speaking. It’s also a free call.
In response to Barbara Bassett’s disappointment in Bruce Willis: At least she got a “mimeographed letter and machine-stamped autograph” from him. In October 1985 I wrote to an address you published for Don Johnson and have yet to receive anything—mimeographed or machine stamped. By now us poor folk should realize that “stars” are like politicians, conveniently forgetting who put whom where.
Round Lake, III.