Hal Boyle
Hal Boyle
Harold Vincent "Hal" Boylewas a prolific, Pulitzer-prize-winning journalist for the Associated Press. During 30 years with the AP Boyle wrote 7,680 columns. He is best known for his work as a war correspondent during World War II. He was consistently closer to the front lines in the European and Pacific theatres of operation than other correspondents. His column became a staple in over 700 newspapers. He is also the namesake of a prize given annually to reporters by the Oversees...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth24 July 1911
CountryUnited States of America
Professors simply can't discuss a thing. Habit compels them to deliver a lecture.
Does Grandpa love to babysit his grandchildren? Are you kidding? By day he is too busy taking hormone shots at the doctor's or chip shots on the golf course. At night he and Grandma are too busy doing the cha-cha.
What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt - it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.
Whatever happened to that old-fashioned Grandpa? If he still survives, he must be hiding in the small towns. You sure don't see him very often in the big city. The big-city Grandpa has gone big time. . . . He is the life of every party . . .
The cocktail party has a simple function in modern society. Its basic purpose is to pay off social debts.
Does Grandpa love to baby-sit his grandchildren? Are you kidding? By day he is too busy taking hormone shots at the doctor's or chip shots on the golf course. At night he and Grandma are too busy doing the cha-cha.
Those who give up cigarette smoking aren't the heroes. The real heroes are the rest of us - who have to listen to them.
Probably no one alive hasn't at one time or another brooded over the possibility of going back to an earlier, ideal age in his existence and living a different kind of life.
I used to envy kids who had an old-fashioned Grandpa. Not any more. I've got a new ambition. Now I just want to become a modern-type Grandpa myself-and really start living.
Memory is the best of all gardens. Therein, winter and summer, the seeds of their past lie dormant, ready to spring into instant bloom at any moment the mind wishes to bring them to life.
What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.