(By Kelly Sloan, '76 Contributor) I rarely go to movies. Not for any particular reason. The medium simply doesn’t find its way into my life on regular intervals. Besides, I get all the popular entertainment
The Cold War haunted many of us when we were young, whispering always about the possibility of nuclear exchange, sometimes, as in the Cuban Missile Crisis, shouting about it, and reminding us of another kind of life, of an oppressive, miserable slave-state existence some saw as justice. It seemed that it would last forever except that suddenly the Soviet Union crashed. The Cold War was gone.