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The Way They Were
September 27, 2004
We've grown accustomed to their faces, but before they became icons, they were prodigies, beguiling us with their innocence ... and grit
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September 27, 2004

The Way They Were

We've grown accustomed to their faces, but before they became icons, they were prodigies, beguiling us with their innocence ... and grit

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IT'S A KIND of immortality, isn't it, to have one's youth frozen by achievement and lit by approval. Look at these faces: innocent of infirmity, blind to corruption, the eyes still pools of purity and purpose. Not one wrinkle of self-doubt, no furrows of anxiety, nobody saddlebagged by defeat. There's merely that otherworldly calmness, the comfort of one's gifts. It's so easy, to be young and bursting with brio, to simply stare down the years to come, as if anything--or rather everything--might be right around the corner. Look at these faces: Who would tell them otherwise?

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