SCREAMS AND SIGHS
From Bart Starr to Marilyn Tindall in one short week is perhaps the most welcome cover change SI has ever made "New Swim-suits in the New Arizona," Jan. 16). Our eyes were just recovering from the electronic searing they received from all the bowl games on TV. Marilyn and her friends were the best balm that could have been prescribed.
How come my wife hid your January 16 issue from me?
LARRY R. WESTLEY
The strength of a nation depends on the morals of its citizens. We teachers are molding the citizens of our great nation, and we do not want the magazines that come into our school libraries to be covered with nearly nude feminine bodies. The human body is a work of art because it was fashioned by a Supreme Being, but its beauty is best portrayed with clothing and not with strips of cloth.
My copy was burned immediately, and the subscription will cease. Perhaps you do not know it, but nudity is more destructive to our youth than an atom bomb.
SISTER MARY EPHREM
The American sportsman wants to read about the sports events that are going on all the time. He does not want to see the latest fashions in clothes. Please transfer my subscription to my sister.
BARRY J. STELL
The cover picture of Marilyn Tindall remains etched in my mind like a magnificent sunset. Hundreds of eligible bachelors will undoubtedly ask for particulars concerning Miss Tindall. I, however, wish to be the first to ask for a Jule Campbell reject, which is to say, a girl unquestionably beautiful but merely human.
JOHN E. HAMMOND
What's a mother to do? There are more than enough sexy magazines on the newsstands, and there are so many good points about SPORTS ILLUSTRATED. Why must pictures like these be included?
FLORENCE E. MOSES
That girl on your cover is as pretty as a wren in a saguaro, and Liz Smith's article, The Desert Is Arizona's Ocean, in the same issue accurately captures the pulse of our Valley of the Sun. As a desert rat, I'd like to tell your readers about the sport of surfing in Arizona. Although landlocked, our inventive youth "surf" in rapids formed by the confluence of the Verde and Salt rivers east of Mesa. A long rope is anchored at one end to the limb of a cottonwood near the fork and tied at the other end to a wide, plywood "surfboard." The rider can then hot-dog anywhere within the downstream radius of the rope. Wipe-outs cause the surfer to be carried 100 yards or so in the swift currents before he can reach the bank.
Thank you for bringing back wonderful memories of a great land to this homesick sailor on duty in Hawaii.
LIEUT. JOHN P. FREDERICK, USN
Ewa Beach, Hawaii
Take another look at the caption under the photograph on page 39 of your Jan. 16 issue. Unless they have changed the name of Flagstaff, Ariz. to Falstaff, this has to go down as one of the best Freudian slips in U.S. journalism. Or perhaps The Old Pro has infiltrated your staff? Falstaff, that is.
JAMES R. FISHER