The death of Robert Butler, M.D., stirs memories.
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“Bell bottom blues, you made me cry…” (Great song by a great singer.)
Anyway, why am I telling you all of this? Because Bob Butler died and it brings back memories.
At Yale when I went back, I had a simply dreadful shrink for two years and then a super great shrink named Sidney J. Berman for a year. He was a prince and a great, great analyst. I credit him with giving me a lot of the self-confidence it took to be a student radical leader.
Now, I would laugh at us as we were. Maybe not, though. We made fun of ourselves. We knew we were not really rebels. We were really the gilded, unbelievably blessed youth of privilege. The real stars were fighting in Vietnam. We had fun. They had balls.
I don’t regret trying to stop the war, though. My father-in-law, Col. Dale Denman, Jr., a highly decorated Vietnam war hero, told me in 1966 that if he were not in the Army, he would demonstrate against it himself. “It’s a meat grinder,” he said. “We’ll never win and good men are getting killed.”
It’s amazing how all of these memories keep flooding back to me. I can recall Col. Denman in his Dress Blues. This man was not only the bravest of the brave, but as handsome a man as God ever made.
His daughter has been my wife since 1968, with a few years interruption.
That is the number one blessing of my life. That, and America, and the fighting men and women, and the dogs lying in bed with me. Psychoanalysis is good. Yale is good. Doctors are sometimes good. Women, good. But dogs in bed with me. That’s perfection. I see Brigid looking at me now to get back to bed with her. Bye.
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