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Tidewater Review offer to have a drink after work or to walk through neighborhoods with reputations for eccentricity, sample national cuisine in small cafes and bars featuring the new music rage, rock ‘n’ roll, or simply take a stroll through Central Park. If her dates wanted more than just her company, Janet ref used to cooperate and black-listed their names. She did meet and enjoy the company of many well-known writers of the day and gives her assessment of their work ad infinitum in this tellall memoir. Frankly, the number and celebrity of these connections smacks of name-dropping. Added to that cheeky intrusion, it smells more than a bit like bragging about one’s superiority. This critic was almost ready to close the book and choose another for a review. Fortunately, it ended a chapter and her own story got back on track. Not really fortunate for Janet. She met Evan, another New Yorker employee. After a series of platonic dates, there occurred what seems to have been consensua l sex. Ja net assumed t hat it was le ad i ng to t he cla s sic we dd i ng bells, a new life and children. It was her first real thwarted love affair. It sent her crashing into grief so profound she tried to commit suicide. Her recover y regained, she def ied fate by enter ing a year of casual short attachments

Janet Groth in the 1960s. with many men, only resulting in self hate. She was ashamed and thought of herself as a slut. Mor e d i s app oi nt me nt w a s a regular in her life. “I tried to be nice to everyone,” she whimpers as she writes a long list ~ “sitting here, minding employees’ children who are visiting Dad who’s stuck in a meeting” ~ of just about any chore except picking up the laundry, it seems. In a fairly long time of grief and self-hat red, a long comes Fr it z, the disinherited son of a wealthy German who worked for Hitler’s Third Reich. Fritz is now in New York and Janet and he are living


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