Thanks for a tremendous personal look at a real "superduperstar" (The Man Who Owns New York, Aug. 4). Not having been around for Ruth, Gehrig and DiMaggio, and not being old enough to appreciate Mantle and Maris, I feel lucky to be able to experience the true excitement of Reggie Jackson.
Reggie Jackson may be controversial, but one thing's for sure: the Yankees would be lost without him. He's always there when a tough situation arises. In my opinion, No. 44 is a solid contender for MVP.
MICHELE D. WHITE
Reggie Jackson has lost the respect of yet another New Yorker and Yankee fan with his statement, 'it's a fickle town.... As soon as my star tarnishes, they'll turn away...if I stay here to play, it's gonna haunt me one day." His view is typical of a new resident of the city. Reggie lives in his high-rise apartment overlooking Central Park and drives his Rolls-Royce with the windows rolled up, insulated from those from whom he expects godlike worship, yet he wonders why New Yorkers are hesitant to accept him as a Yankee hero. Reggie should realize that once a player has earned the Yankee pinstripes and become a Yankee hero, he can do no wrong in our eyes. This should be obvious whenever Billy Martin makes an appearance in New York. If Reggie had just quietly proven himself on the field from his first day as a Yankee, he would have earned the fans' respect by now.
Ozone Park, N.Y.
While I disagreed with Avery Brundage's policies on amateur athletics, I fail to see what sports are illustrated by the muckraking article Avery Brundage: The Man Behind the Mask (Aug. 4).
That an extremely rich man has indulged his appetites (apparently without damage to others) in the areas of women and Oriental art cannot be news of value to your readers.
In any case, as it has apparently taken all these years for Big Media to discover the "dim and shifting values" of Brundage—after it had universally admired him for his old-fashioned ways in the "now" world of over-the-table money, etc.—Big Media should not be surprised if this trashy story is greeted with a big "So what?" from its readers.
LAWRENCE E. STARBUCK
The personal life of Avery Brundage is certainly different from his public life. But I hope no one will connect his private life with his work with the Olympic Games. While President of the IOC, Brundage sought only the best for the Games, for he saw the good that could come from them. After reading the story by William Oscar Johnson, I could only feel more sympathetic toward the man and the cause he stood for. Lord Killanin carried on Brundage's dreams, but unfortunately not in that fiery Brundage style: stubborn and straightforward.
LEE L. HUNSAKER
In your article on Avery Brundage, the first Mrs. Brundage, his wife of 44 years, was cursorily dismissed as "an elegant and artistic socialite...[who was] usually...at their home in Santa Barbara."
Having known "Bess" Brundage for more than 25 years, I took particular note of William Oscar Johnson's statement that Avery's "penchant for acquisition and luxury might have been considered vulgar had he not displayed a fairly constant sense of good taste."
The Olympics owe Avery Brundage much. However, San Francisco and the world must also thank Elizabeth Dunlap Brundage for the exquisiteness of the Brundage Oriental art collection.
ELEANOR GREEN WINTERS