The Grave of Vassar's Founder, Poughkeepsie Rural Cemetery, Lucey Bowen, 2009
McCarthy published the complete text of her novel The Group in 1963. It traced the lives of eight young women, who like McCarthy, roomed in the South Tower of Vassar's Main Building and graduated in the class of 1933. It was a smashing financial success for McCarthy, but it made life miserable for those of us about to become freshman at Vassar: full as the novel was, of seduction, birth control devices and secret lesbians. I've had a bad taste in my mouth about Mary McCarthy ever since. Probably because, unlike my mother and her mother before her, I missed out on the "Sovereign Pronouncements with Authoritative Tone" seminars. McCarthy's other specialty was using marriage as a kind of intellectual ladder, on which men older and smarter than her were the rungs. She made a lot of people miserable, most of all herself. I'm neither quick witted nor cruel enough to enjoy the prose combat and sudden death bon mots that were her specialty. What I did learn at Vassar were two things: to love reading in general, and original sources specifically. Whether those sources are reliable has taken me decades longer to discern.
Main Gate and Main Building, Vassar College, Lucey Bowen, 2009
Mom was argumentative and it hid a sadness and a yearning that went
ReplyDeleteunresolved even if she was right. Contrast it with women of today and I
worry that we forgot something we learned in those years. Coed colleges,
spring break and MTV hardly shed alot of light on the challenges of being
a female citizen of the world.